<?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-7572065892110726821</id><updated>2011-07-30T18:47:33.719-07:00</updated><category term='Hailey'/><category term='summer'/><category term='Babies'/><category term='Nana'/><category term='Jenny'/><category term='Grandma'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='family'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='party'/><category term='Thanksgiving'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='Gram'/><category term='field trip'/><category term='school'/><category term='Jack'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Making It Up As We Go</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-6805251432454729569</id><published>2009-12-06T18:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T19:04:34.474-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My kids love their Great Grandma.  So when we found out she was coming for Thanksgiving, along with Nana &amp;amp; Papa (Nick's parents), they were thrilled.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cooked the entire meal, since our company arrived Wednesday night.  I really enjoy cooking, so it wasn't a big deal.  Hailey loves making pie.  So she was able to whip up pumpkin pie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gram, as we call the kids great grandma, spoiled the kids with presents.  Hailey was thrill to get Uno cards.  We played a countless number of games, during their visit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just love this picture of Gram and Jack.  He adores Gram, and is always asking to call Gram.  Also, he always finds a rock for her on all our hiking classes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SxxuiHO54NI/AAAAAAAAAaw/eu7IqhcT2ps/s1600-h/DSC07959.JPG"&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/__JyWf0jjwj8/SxxuiHO54NI/AAAAAAAAAaw/eu7IqhcT2ps/s400/DSC07959.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412322384528662738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a fun visit!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-6805251432454729569?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/6805251432454729569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=6805251432454729569' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/6805251432454729569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/6805251432454729569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/12/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SxxuiHO54NI/AAAAAAAAAaw/eu7IqhcT2ps/s72-c/DSC07959.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-2284480361102825774</id><published>2009-12-06T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T18:46:17.054-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack'/><title type='text'>"Two Babies..."</title><content type='html'>The past two weeks Jack has been telling stories.  They usually begin, "Two babies..."  Then he makes up a terrible and naughty thing they did.  Usually they, "Get into my toys and mess them up."  Or they, "Open my drawers and rip all my clothes."  Or they, "Draw on my lunch box."  Or they, "Break my toys."  Those "Two Babies," are always up to something.  Nick calls them the Ninja Babies, because none of us have seen them!  But, I think Nick mostly wants to hear Jack going around, talking about Ninja Babies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-2284480361102825774?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/2284480361102825774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=2284480361102825774' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/2284480361102825774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/2284480361102825774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/12/two-babies.html' title='&quot;Two Babies...&quot;'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-8282235660169914323</id><published>2009-09-23T13:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T14:38:22.211-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack'/><title type='text'>Jack's Stitches</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Tuesday, was not a good day for us!  I was not having a productive morning.  I was going jogging later, so hadn't put on make-up or done my hair, when I dropped Hailey off at school.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After we were home, Jack ran outside when he heard the trash truck.  I peeked outside at him and found him standing on his tricycle hanging onto the gate watching the trash truck.  I started walking out the door when he fell backwards off his trike.  Everything moved in slow motion.  I couldn't get there in time to catch him.  He fell slowly too.  After he hit the ground with his bum, he rolled back and didn't even hit his head.   I scooped up my screaming child and realized his lip was gushing blood.  I had a feeling he might need stitches, but the phone line to the peds. office and urgent care, was down.  After trying to get through for 30 min. I took him to the appointment only urgent care.  I felt I might go postal if they heckled me about not calling!  We were both covered in blood, so we quickly changed shirts before going.  At least I could try to look a little better than the no make-up and crazy hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well they sent him to the ER to get stitched up.  They gave him a few shots to numb his lip.  The doctor said that it would sting and be very painful.  And it was.  While he screamed, kept asking me to hold him, and that he needed me!  Oh poor guy!  The doctor had me hold him down.  It was a bloody show!  After the shot, the doc put in 3 stitches.  I laid Jack special blanket across his eyes so he would see what the doctor was doing.  He laid so still as she sewed him up.  The doctor was amazed at how still he was!  She said he is a special little guy!  Boy do I know that!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SrqGOtdFt7I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/HpsBBWDmSf4/s1600-h/DSC07645.JPG"&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/__JyWf0jjwj8/SrqGOtdFt7I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/HpsBBWDmSf4/s400/DSC07645.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384763891752744882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SrqGN776adI/AAAAAAAAAaI/pOYWY4i9bwY/s1600-h/DSC07646.JPG"&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/__JyWf0jjwj8/SrqGN776adI/AAAAAAAAAaI/pOYWY4i9bwY/s400/DSC07646.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384763878460254674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We came home to find a big get well card from Hailey and Nick!  &lt;div&gt;He told Nick first thing, "I got stitches."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SrqGNMvHqHI/AAAAAAAAAaA/sYITbSruJ-s/s1600-h/DSC07647.JPG"&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/__JyWf0jjwj8/SrqGNMvHqHI/AAAAAAAAAaA/sYITbSruJ-s/s400/DSC07647.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384763865790130290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lots of popcicles are helping is recovery!  We all are happy to have lots in the freezer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-8282235660169914323?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/8282235660169914323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=8282235660169914323' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/8282235660169914323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/8282235660169914323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/09/jacks-stitches.html' title='Jack&apos;s Stitches'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SrqGOtdFt7I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/HpsBBWDmSf4/s72-c/DSC07645.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-4242794062717674247</id><published>2009-09-11T00:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T00:57:22.189-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>We've Come Far</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Cornell Branch Women&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spring 2005&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Playdate at Lynnie's Sorority House&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SqoAFN32XtI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/VMjOkDnVxEU/s1600-h/May+2005+034.jpg"&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/__JyWf0jjwj8/SqoAFN32XtI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/VMjOkDnVxEU/s400/May+2005+034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380112794470735570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now where are we?  Almost all have just sent our first born off to kindergarten.  All have 2 or more kids.  Our lives are all drastically different now, post Ithaca!  And we thought life was challenging then!  I do miss these days!  To bad we spent so much time wishing we could leave that dreadfully cold place!  I miss all our talks and simply having so many people in exactly the same place in life!   We'll have to get together someday!  Who knows, maybe the kids will meet up at college?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-4242794062717674247?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/4242794062717674247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=4242794062717674247' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/4242794062717674247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/4242794062717674247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/09/weve-come-far.html' title='We&apos;ve Come Far'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SqoAFN32XtI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/VMjOkDnVxEU/s72-c/May+2005+034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-5660558227412078175</id><published>2009-09-08T00:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T00:10:26.701-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hailey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack'/><title type='text'>My Babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Since we have live here in the bay area for a year now, I figured I should get some pictures up on the bare walls.  I put these 2 pictures in a frame together!  I just love to look at my sweet little babies!  Can you guys who's who?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SqYCd9jfejI/AAAAAAAAAZw/9EhPedDNS5A/s1600-h/Events-3344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SqYCd9jfejI/AAAAAAAAAZw/9EhPedDNS5A/s400/Events-3344.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378989518703524402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SqYCdQSSl1I/AAAAAAAAAZo/U9S7ZzRUw_g/s1600-h/DSC00159.JPG"&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/__JyWf0jjwj8/SqYCdQSSl1I/AAAAAAAAAZo/U9S7ZzRUw_g/s400/DSC00159.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378989506551781202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-5660558227412078175?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/5660558227412078175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=5660558227412078175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/5660558227412078175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/5660558227412078175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-babies.html' title='My Babies'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SqYCd9jfejI/AAAAAAAAAZw/9EhPedDNS5A/s72-c/Events-3344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-3605533356466612998</id><published>2009-09-07T23:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T23:56:34.352-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hailey'/><title type='text'>4th Week of School</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hailey is starting her 4th week of school. She has gotten our morning routine down. During the day, Jack still asks, "Where Hailey?" about 2-3 times.  I thought I would be able to get lots done with 1 child away. But, I still struggle to find time to jog 3xs each week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad our classroom meets for lunch every Friday! All of us have made new friends. Jack loves playing monster with all the big kids.  And I have met some new friends too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thinks she is adorable in her uniform!  Check out her watch!  She proudly bought it with birthday money!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SqX9qaZDZBI/AAAAAAAAAZY/XAAw5vt1q5Y/s1600-h/DSC07597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SqX9qaZDZBI/AAAAAAAAAZY/XAAw5vt1q5Y/s320/DSC07597.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378984235044660242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SqX9p6NefxI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/w66LesFASq4/s1600-h/DSC07598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SqX9p6NefxI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/w66LesFASq4/s320/DSC07598.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378984226406170386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think she misses being home.  I am soooo glad she is only in a half day kindergarten!  She asks when she gets to stay home.  I think it has been hard for her to switch from last years 3 days a week, to 5 days a week now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-3605533356466612998?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/3605533356466612998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=3605533356466612998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/3605533356466612998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/3605533356466612998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/09/4th-week-of-school.html' title='4th Week of School'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SqX9qaZDZBI/AAAAAAAAAZY/XAAw5vt1q5Y/s72-c/DSC07597.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-8626125805403134348</id><published>2009-08-27T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T23:41:45.214-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hailey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Officially 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Spd8Gq2sCxI/AAAAAAAAAYs/6Sycw7aT6P0/s1600-h/DSC07155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Spd8Gq2sCxI/AAAAAAAAAYs/6Sycw7aT6P0/s320/DSC07155.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374901134314703634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Spd8GFUeH4I/AAAAAAAAAYk/vnFuKHVXiec/s1600-h/DSC06942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Spd8GFUeH4I/AAAAAAAAAYk/vnFuKHVXiec/s320/DSC06942.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374901124239073154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hailey finally turned 5!  This was a big one!  Her b-day fell exactly one week before school started.  For months, I've been trying to teach Hailey to blend letter sounds, to read.  For months, I've been trying to get her to eat salad.  For months I've been trying to get her to.....  Anyway, her response became, "When I'm 5, I will know how to_____," or "I will like to eat______ ,"or "I will________!"   I dismissed it until I had a conversation with her, when I realized she believed she was going to wake up and magically know how to do these things , or her taste buds would like these things.  Then the night before her 5th b-day, she was addamet about sleeping on the floor.  She told me, "When you turn 5, your teeth fall out.  And tonight I am turning 5.  My teeth are gonna pop out and I will loose them, since I sleep on the top bunk .  And then I might not find them to put under my pillow for the tooth fairly!"    Thank goodness my Mom was visiting and sleeping on an air mattress.  Hailey thought that was close enough to the floor.  First thing in the morning she felt for missing teeth.  She was disappointed none fell out.  She search many mornings after to see if she had lost her teeth!  Tonight, she told me her teeth are loose.  (They really aren't.)   &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Months ago, Hailey announced that she would not be having a b-day party!  Ah, wonderful I thought.  Then, Ms. Party Planner explained our family would be going to Disneyland instead, since "she hadn't gone for a while and was forgetting what it looked liked!"   So we figured that might be okay, but we wanted to wait until the summer crowds were gone.  About a month before her b-day, she decided she wanted to have a Fancy Tea Party Birthday.  No problem,  I thought, since last year we had a Tea Party B-day.  I was ecstatic when there were only 3 friends on the guest list!  And even more excited about the activities.  We would have her friends over, dress up in fancy princess dresses, put on make-up, paint nail, and then have a tea party.  I was thrilled to not plan games!  I'll post the pictures on another post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-8626125805403134348?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/8626125805403134348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=8626125805403134348' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/8626125805403134348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/8626125805403134348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/08/officially-5.html' title='Officially 5'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Spd8Gq2sCxI/AAAAAAAAAYs/6Sycw7aT6P0/s72-c/DSC07155.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-8306174948776971852</id><published>2009-08-27T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T23:19:54.400-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hailey'/><title type='text'>Pinky, The Dolphin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Pinky The Dolphin, was purchased for Hailey at the beginning of summer.   She instantly fell in love with the dolphin.  **Side note this is a replica of a dolphin found in the South Sea of China.  It actually has a pink tint on it's back from it's blood vessels.  This may save you the lecture from Hailey!  Head her off!  Anyway Pink, is a soft plastic dolphin.  She can be found sleeping with Hailey.  She can be seem every time we visit the pool.  I have been warned NOT to leave her in the car.  Here is Pinky trying on some Build-A -Bear clothes.  You might think her fin is an issue, but Pinky quite liked it, from what I've been told.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Spd1GCE7wNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/40_6YEraX0A/s1600-h/DSC07446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Spd1GCE7wNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/40_6YEraX0A/s320/DSC07446.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374893426787205330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Spd1FUy33jI/AAAAAAAAAYU/BZtvfXgR2Sw/s1600-h/DSC07447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Spd1FUy33jI/AAAAAAAAAYU/BZtvfXgR2Sw/s320/DSC07447.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374893414631857714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-8306174948776971852?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/8306174948776971852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=8306174948776971852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/8306174948776971852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/8306174948776971852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/08/pinky-dolphin.html' title='Pinky, The Dolphin'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Spd1GCE7wNI/AAAAAAAAAYc/40_6YEraX0A/s72-c/DSC07446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-968149413545589682</id><published>2009-08-27T22:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T23:09:03.252-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack'/><title type='text'>Sweet Boy Jack</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sweet Jack, before his recent hair cut!  Doesn't this face melt you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Spdz6er1AgI/AAAAAAAAAYM/yDkR1SvziZM/s1600-h/DSC07432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Spdz6er1AgI/AAAAAAAAAYM/yDkR1SvziZM/s320/DSC07432.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374892128796475906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Spdz5xmXHoI/AAAAAAAAAYE/SIdWWzIcrtU/s1600-h/DSC07434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Spdz5xmXHoI/AAAAAAAAAYE/SIdWWzIcrtU/s320/DSC07434.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374892116693950082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;On a hot day while playing in the kiddie pool, Jack disappeared to the back yard, and then a while later, came back holding a bunch of yellow flowers.  He said, "Take these to Teacher Jeannete!"  T. Jeanette, was Hailey's pre-k teacher, who he adores!  I told him, she was not at school.  But he insisted, "Take flowers to CCNS!"  (CCNS is the name of Hailey's school.)  I explained she was on vacation, and we could e-mail her a picture of the flowers.  He thought this was a great idea! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SpdyBL6-sZI/AAAAAAAAAX8/jBCM2VAHj2w/s1600-h/DSC07425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SpdyBL6-sZI/AAAAAAAAAX8/jBCM2VAHj2w/s320/DSC07425.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374890044995580306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SpdyApQAN7I/AAAAAAAAAX0/59Gj6NlxW1Y/s1600-h/DSC07426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SpdyApQAN7I/AAAAAAAAAX0/59Gj6NlxW1Y/s320/DSC07426.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374890035688519602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the quick photos he ran away to jump over the hose!  He loves jumping off of, and over things!  I caught him mid-air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Spdx_7WDZsI/AAAAAAAAAXs/2oYcq8tZccM/s1600-h/DSC07430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Spdx_7WDZsI/AAAAAAAAAXs/2oYcq8tZccM/s320/DSC07430.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374890023365863106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-968149413545589682?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/968149413545589682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=968149413545589682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/968149413545589682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/968149413545589682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/08/sweet-boy-jack.html' title='Sweet Boy Jack'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Spdz6er1AgI/AAAAAAAAAYM/yDkR1SvziZM/s72-c/DSC07432.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-5813176809146370096</id><published>2009-08-27T22:45:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T22:55:14.963-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hailey'/><title type='text'>"Can I have it? Please?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;On one particular grocery store trip, I was in an extraordinarily good mood, and the children were in nice moods too. Hailey asked for the expensive variety pack, of tiny cereal boxes. Oh, you know the ones! I figured why not? I reminded her how special this was and I would not be buying them for a while. She was so bouncy the entire shopping trip. She nicely asked the checker for her own bag to carry her cereal. I'm not sure why I took these pictures? Maybe to remind her I'm not mean &amp;amp; I do let her buy special things once in a while!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Spdw0KzsThI/AAAAAAAAAXk/W9odc6pau9Y/s1600-h/DSC07436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Spdw0KzsThI/AAAAAAAAAXk/W9odc6pau9Y/s320/DSC07436.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374888721846652434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SpdwzTwteUI/AAAAAAAAAXc/u0y-Zf_9XTI/s1600-h/DSC07435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SpdwzTwteUI/AAAAAAAAAXc/u0y-Zf_9XTI/s320/DSC07435.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374888707070196034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;***Hailey had me take 2 pictures, since there are different boxes on each side.  Funny girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-5813176809146370096?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/5813176809146370096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=5813176809146370096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/5813176809146370096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/5813176809146370096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/08/can-i-have-it-please.html' title='&quot;Can I have it? Please?&quot;'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Spdw0KzsThI/AAAAAAAAAXk/W9odc6pau9Y/s72-c/DSC07436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-3658320398335610117</id><published>2009-08-27T21:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T22:43:43.661-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hailey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Bye-Bye Summer, Hello School!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Our summer was pretty quiet, at least until the last two weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We found this train company called the Roaring Rapids Camp. We originally were going to visit Thomas the Tank Engine, but realized it was a rip-off. So instead, Nick planned this fun train ride to Santa Cruz Beach. Jack loves trains so this was really a great treat for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the morning of we were of course, running late. Nick decides to make up time. But the road is twist through the mountain. Hailey gets car sick easily! I kept checking on her, because I was feeling sick. Finally she yells out, I need a bowl. Of course, I didn't bring one, since the trip was only 30 minutes long. So I dump out our trash bin at my feet. The minute she has the bin, Jack makes barfy sounds. No puke! Thank goodness. Maybe sympathy pains? Hailey was so white, I swore she was going to be sick and no fun for the rest of the day. We got there just in time &amp;amp; had her walk around! No throw-up! Yah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The train ride took us through a red wood forest. So beautiful! We ended up at the beach. The board walk has lots of nice carnival type rides. So after a nice fishy lunch, we spent hours on the rides. Most, Hailey begged to go on, had a terrified look the entire ride, then exclaim what a terrible and scary ride that was. The worst was the ferris wheel. She was thrill and went skipping off with Nick. And after they were locked in and moved up, the non-stop screaming started. Nick said she was begging him to, "Throw me down to Mommy and she can catch me!" It was so sad! The driver stopped the ride and let them off after going around once! And we didn't even get a refund! Anyway, she said, "I won't go again until I'm like 12 years old!"&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;We also indulged in cotton candy, chocolate dipped marshmallows, and salt water taffy to name a few of our many indulgences. Nick and my Mom tried deep fried Oreo's, and a deep fried Twinkie. They said the Twinkie was great. And Nick knows his fried foods!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We played in the sand before the train left back to Felton. We never had time to fly the kite we bought. Sad, sad! It was a fun and exciting day! Jack fell asleep on the way home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SpdtGfM9ICI/AAAAAAAAAXU/AHI_wEwFdhs/s1600-h/DSC07542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SpdtGfM9ICI/AAAAAAAAAXU/AHI_wEwFdhs/s320/DSC07542.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374884638512455714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SpdtF2sQpkI/AAAAAAAAAXM/LpZjKGVES_8/s1600-h/DSC07544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SpdtF2sQpkI/AAAAAAAAAXM/LpZjKGVES_8/s320/DSC07544.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374884627637904962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SpdtFL_zy7I/AAAAAAAAAXE/tqTgqasTYGA/s1600-h/DSC07559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SpdtFL_zy7I/AAAAAAAAAXE/tqTgqasTYGA/s320/DSC07559.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374884616177175474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look closely at Jack in my lap. He wore his sunglasses the entire day!&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SpdtEvpQy0I/AAAAAAAAAW8/_b6QKb0vAEs/s1600-h/DSC07555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SpdtEvpQy0I/AAAAAAAAAW8/_b6QKb0vAEs/s320/DSC07555.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374884608566414146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SpdtELeAyXI/AAAAAAAAAW0/XgJxFOW_vOk/s1600-h/DSC07565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SpdtELeAyXI/AAAAAAAAAW0/XgJxFOW_vOk/s320/DSC07565.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374884598855551346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Mom came at the end of summer, so she could be here for Hailey's first days of Kindergarten. She was really a great support. I wasn't all broken up and weepy on the first day! Instead, Hailey was placed in a Kinder-1st grade combo. I was really uneasy about this for many reason! #1 being, she turned 5 on the day of kinder orientation! Well I sat with my feeling a few days and made the switch 2 days into school! I was really sad about leaving the awesome parents and teacher I'd already bonded to. But I knew Hailey's needs and made a good decision! I love this parent participation program at her school. Parents sign an agreement to put in at least 4 hrs a month into the classroom or school. And this is public! So here's to a great year!  An YES we love the uniforms!  She looks so cute in them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SpdsjmqiFGI/AAAAAAAAAWs/dNkb7EQ315Q/s1600-h/DSC07586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SpdsjmqiFGI/AAAAAAAAAWs/dNkb7EQ315Q/s320/DSC07586.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374884039220139106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Spdsi-JWOpI/AAAAAAAAAWk/7I1aVLfX2No/s1600-h/DSC07580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Spdsi-JWOpI/AAAAAAAAAWk/7I1aVLfX2No/s320/DSC07580.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374884028343532178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-3658320398335610117?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/3658320398335610117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=3658320398335610117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/3658320398335610117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/3658320398335610117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='Bye-Bye Summer, Hello School!!!!!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SpdtGfM9ICI/AAAAAAAAAXU/AHI_wEwFdhs/s72-c/DSC07542.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-421939543400391382</id><published>2009-07-28T21:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T22:02:14.667-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hailey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack'/><title type='text'>Playing Nicely</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;On morning my kids nicely played together dressing up all their Build-A-Bears.  It was a nice peaceful morning!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sm_XUzP3Y4I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Etg90BeA_cY/s1600-h/DSC07422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sm_XUzP3Y4I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Etg90BeA_cY/s320/DSC07422.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363742433575658370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-421939543400391382?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/421939543400391382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=421939543400391382' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/421939543400391382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/421939543400391382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/07/playing-nicely.html' title='Playing Nicely'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sm_XUzP3Y4I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Etg90BeA_cY/s72-c/DSC07422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-1339539814122806826</id><published>2009-07-28T21:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:57:39.376-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hailey'/><title type='text'>Miniature Tea Party Food</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hailey continues to love playing Miniature Tea Party!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some of our favorite things to make.  There are chocolate cream pies.  Or Oreo's pulled apart, with whip cream and sprinkles on top.  Then there is her other favorite, mini-marshmallows.  We put icing on top and a heart sprinkle.  Or course there are always fish crackers, gummy bears and fruit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sm_VUATlePI/AAAAAAAAAVI/MglaY8LGDzA/s1600-h/DSC07417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sm_VUATlePI/AAAAAAAAAVI/MglaY8LGDzA/s320/DSC07417.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363740220877797618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                       Silly Girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sm_VTgnD35I/AAAAAAAAAVA/a0djrsRFCY0/s1600-h/DSC07418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sm_VTgnD35I/AAAAAAAAAVA/a0djrsRFCY0/s320/DSC07418.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363740212369547154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sm_VTf4cjaI/AAAAAAAAAU4/roxeK3y88lI/s1600-h/DSC07419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sm_VTf4cjaI/AAAAAAAAAU4/roxeK3y88lI/s320/DSC07419.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363740212174032290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sm_VS0BUOYI/AAAAAAAAAUw/qOoR2EoDhQc/s1600-h/DSC07420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sm_VS0BUOYI/AAAAAAAAAUw/qOoR2EoDhQc/s320/DSC07420.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363740200400075138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-1339539814122806826?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/1339539814122806826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=1339539814122806826' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/1339539814122806826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/1339539814122806826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/07/miniature-tea-party-food.html' title='Miniature Tea Party Food'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sm_VUATlePI/AAAAAAAAAVI/MglaY8LGDzA/s72-c/DSC07417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-8379139335846261396</id><published>2009-07-28T21:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:44:28.072-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hailey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack'/><title type='text'>Curtains in the Kids Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;My Mother-in-law helped me make curtains for the kids room, the last time Nick parents visited.  I must come clean, because, I only did one long stitch.  So my help was minimal.  The material is bright and adds a lot of color to the kids room.  We put red on the back side and black out blinds in the middle.  The kids have been sleeping wonderfully!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sm_SXXv7qoI/AAAAAAAAAUo/QC_WtlXWq1k/s1600-h/DSC07415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sm_SXXv7qoI/AAAAAAAAAUo/QC_WtlXWq1k/s320/DSC07415.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363736980175432322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sm_SWxqYyHI/AAAAAAAAAUg/DmiD_K91rBg/s1600-h/DSC07416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sm_SWxqYyHI/AAAAAAAAAUg/DmiD_K91rBg/s320/DSC07416.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363736969951627378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-8379139335846261396?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/8379139335846261396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=8379139335846261396' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/8379139335846261396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/8379139335846261396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/07/curtains-in-kids-room.html' title='Curtains in the Kids Room'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sm_SXXv7qoI/AAAAAAAAAUo/QC_WtlXWq1k/s72-c/DSC07415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-8481045886586812608</id><published>2009-06-30T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T07:53:55.498-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hailey'/><title type='text'>Writing Stories</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hailey &amp;amp; I have been doing school work to get her ready for Kindergarten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of her favorite things is to dictate stories, then illustrate them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are two of her cute stories:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Once upon a time, there was a pretty princess.  She lived in a beautiful big castle with pink flags.  She had a beautiful, beautiful coach.  But the problem was, there were no horses for the coach.  But then that very night, she heard a neigh.  It was pink horses!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you look closely, you can see the footman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SkrZ85TM-oI/AAAAAAAAAUY/bukCfkYWD8o/s1600-h/DSC07410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SkrZ85TM-oI/AAAAAAAAAUY/bukCfkYWD8o/s320/DSC07410.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353330747279997570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This mystery isn't finish, but here's how it begins:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Once there was a creepy monster.  Then Scooby-Doo's friends saw the footprints of the creepy monster.  They followed the foot prints.  The monster had very long toe nails."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's Velma, Shaggy and Scooby.  Shaggy is saying, "These are really big feet!"  Shaggy also is frowning, since he is doesn't want to follow the foot prints.  And Velma's wearing her glasses.   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Hailey loves watching the old Scooby-Doo.  Velma is her favorite character, because "She's the one who solves the mystery," says Hailey.   She has pretend black glasses like Velma's.  We find her pretending to be her somedays.  Since Hailey loves all things princess, we swore Daphne would be her favorite.  Hailey is quite complex.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SkrZ8m2HwrI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/eizoEmGBzD0/s1600-h/DSC07409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SkrZ8m2HwrI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/eizoEmGBzD0/s320/DSC07409.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353330742326182578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One funny thing...When Hailey draws people she starts out with a stick figure, and then dresses them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-8481045886586812608?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/8481045886586812608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=8481045886586812608' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/8481045886586812608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/8481045886586812608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/06/writing-stories.html' title='Writing Stories'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SkrZ85TM-oI/AAAAAAAAAUY/bukCfkYWD8o/s72-c/DSC07410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-4699627650114884458</id><published>2009-06-30T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T20:28:06.713-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack'/><title type='text'>A Good Cuddler</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Jack is such a sweet heart!  He loves to have his Mama hold him!  He loves to cuddle in my bed.  He carefully pulls back the blankets and slips in.  Doesn't he look so comfortable?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This little guy just melts my heart!  He is so gentle, kind and caring.  He has great manners!  Which mom isn't melted by a sweet little voice saying, "More please," or "Tank-you Mama."  Ahhh, I just love my little boy!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SkrWPVbk9zI/AAAAAAAAAUI/0tnIHzsR7KU/s1600-h/DSC07396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SkrWPVbk9zI/AAAAAAAAAUI/0tnIHzsR7KU/s320/DSC07396.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353326666022450994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-4699627650114884458?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/4699627650114884458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=4699627650114884458' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/4699627650114884458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/4699627650114884458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/06/good-cuddler.html' title='A Good Cuddler'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SkrWPVbk9zI/AAAAAAAAAUI/0tnIHzsR7KU/s72-c/DSC07396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-3430177558626954427</id><published>2009-06-30T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T00:29:05.247-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hailey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack'/><title type='text'>Fluffy's B-day Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hailey woke up one morning with a plan for the day!   She explained that her newest Build-A-Bear toy had never had a b-day party.  (Good thing no one reminded her all the others have never had a b-day either!)  She quickly explained the plan for the party.  She  said, "Fluffy Cat needs at cake.  She likes strawberry cake with strawberry frosting and sprinkles." (Of course I only had white cake and white frosting!)  "Then we need to go to the party store for balloons.  Pink ones.  Because that is Fluffy's favorite.  Then we need to get her some presents."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I put aside all my plans for the day, and decided to let her direct our activities.  We went to the store for the cake mix.  We made the cake during Jack's nap.  I convinced her that Fluffy had never seen the old toys.  So she went through a bin of old McDonald's toys and found lots of nice presents for Fluffy!  She wrapped them up in gift bag and even put in some ribbon ("because cats like ribbon," she added).  After Jack's nap, we picked up the balloons.  Fortunately, I had bought her two (really one for her and one for Fluffly).  Fluffy, lost hers outside before the party!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great time !  After eating dinner, Hailey put the candles on the cake, we lit them and sang Happy Birthday to Fluffy.  Hailey and Jack helped blow out the candles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's Fluffy's birthday party.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Skm4pxACEVI/AAAAAAAAAUA/GT9FHkk1pqk/s1600-h/DSC07387_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Skm4pxACEVI/AAAAAAAAAUA/GT9FHkk1pqk/s320/DSC07387_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353012659774165330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Skm4piV4QYI/AAAAAAAAAT4/GmkkMqj6LGw/s1600-h/DSC07389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Skm4piV4QYI/AAAAAAAAAT4/GmkkMqj6LGw/s320/DSC07389.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353012655839265154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Skm4paQlqyI/AAAAAAAAATw/xLv9UzCH4Zg/s1600-h/DSC07390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Skm4paQlqyI/AAAAAAAAATw/xLv9UzCH4Zg/s320/DSC07390.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353012653669591842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jack told he tonight his Build-A-Bear puppy, named Fluffy Puppy, needs a party too!  He said, "Fuffy Puppy need birfday too!"  Good thing I can convince him that Fluffy Pupy likes white cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-3430177558626954427?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/3430177558626954427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=3430177558626954427' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/3430177558626954427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/3430177558626954427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/06/fluffys-b-day-party.html' title='Fluffy&apos;s B-day Party'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Skm4pxACEVI/AAAAAAAAAUA/GT9FHkk1pqk/s72-c/DSC07387_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-3508588411820700368</id><published>2009-06-29T21:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T22:08:15.347-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>Oh what to do in the Summertime?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hailey's been out of school for about 3 weeks!  We have actually been quite busy.  We've had a countless number of miniature tea parties (the cups, plates, tea pot, and silverware are tiny.  So the snacks we make are super tiny).  Many dress-up days.  Lots of experimenting with make-up.  Lots of silliness.  Park days.  Pool days. And a long list of things still to do!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miniature Tea Party.  Everything is so small you can's even make it out in the picture! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SkmbXk3HP-I/AAAAAAAAATo/ni4ws3l8bP8/s1600-h/DSC07370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SkmbXk3HP-I/AAAAAAAAATo/ni4ws3l8bP8/s320/DSC07370.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352980461440679906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crazy glittery make-up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SkmbXWqWO7I/AAAAAAAAATg/Z324uvEew0M/s1600-h/DSC07368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SkmbXWqWO7I/AAAAAAAAATg/Z324uvEew0M/s320/DSC07368.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352980457629039538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cute Jack being a scary lion.  He is in Hailey's bed.  For about a week he asked nonstop to "Get (in) Hailey's bed?"  It's a top bunk, so I'm always a bit worried about things getting rough up there, and someone falling out!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SkmbXDfpK0I/AAAAAAAAATY/shhF5f277YI/s1600-h/DSC07380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SkmbXDfpK0I/AAAAAAAAATY/shhF5f277YI/s320/DSC07380.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352980452483869506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I must explain.  This is Hailey's Build-A-Bear costume piece.  She wanted to make Jack a mermaid.  Poor little boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SkmbWn3weBI/AAAAAAAAATQ/eMDa3teHIvs/s1600-h/DSC07375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SkmbWn3weBI/AAAAAAAAATQ/eMDa3teHIvs/s320/DSC07375.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352980445068818450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of huge toy messes!  Someone once told me, you have to take your kids to the park lots in the summer.  This way, the mess is not at your house.  I understand this very well now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SkmbWdwBzYI/AAAAAAAAATI/4aj5pn3yaQM/s1600-h/DSC07386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SkmbWdwBzYI/AAAAAAAAATI/4aj5pn3yaQM/s320/DSC07386.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352980442352045442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-3508588411820700368?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/3508588411820700368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=3508588411820700368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/3508588411820700368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/3508588411820700368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-what-to-do-in-summertime.html' title='Oh what to do in the Summertime?'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SkmbXk3HP-I/AAAAAAAAATo/ni4ws3l8bP8/s72-c/DSC07370.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-2363351259946765823</id><published>2009-06-29T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T21:45:49.675-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><title type='text'>New Summer Tradition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We really like barbecuing hotdogs and sausages on Friday's.  The kids like eating outside and roasting marshmallows.  Jack simply likes eating marshmallows.  We lost count how many he ate.  He kept sneaking them.  So we've decided to make this  a weekly event!  We've only missed one Friday this past month.  That Friday it was almost 100 degrees and way to hot to do anything!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SkmWr7OyZsI/AAAAAAAAATA/zlF1vYYxnf4/s1600-h/DSC07360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SkmWr7OyZsI/AAAAAAAAATA/zlF1vYYxnf4/s320/DSC07360.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352975313484801730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SkmWrgRIgoI/AAAAAAAAAS4/tRJguYUMt0A/s1600-h/DSC07361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SkmWrgRIgoI/AAAAAAAAAS4/tRJguYUMt0A/s320/DSC07361.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352975306246881922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SkmWra3b34I/AAAAAAAAASw/mm3c6lt0I80/s1600-h/DSC07363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SkmWra3b34I/AAAAAAAAASw/mm3c6lt0I80/s320/DSC07363.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352975304796921730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SkmWrHEY7gI/AAAAAAAAASo/M7zLCs8Ks24/s1600-h/DSC07367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SkmWrHEY7gI/AAAAAAAAASo/M7zLCs8Ks24/s320/DSC07367.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352975299482545666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-2363351259946765823?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/2363351259946765823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=2363351259946765823' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/2363351259946765823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/2363351259946765823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-summer-tradition.html' title='New Summer Tradition'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SkmWr7OyZsI/AAAAAAAAATA/zlF1vYYxnf4/s72-c/DSC07360.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-7276488672941739635</id><published>2009-06-05T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:21:56.603-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hailey'/><title type='text'>Hailey's Growing Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Here's Hailey back in Aug. '08, on the first day of school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She brought her black purse, with a pink bow.  Most days, she takes a purse to school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sinetqz6CbI/AAAAAAAAASE/nCe4L88FsrQ/s1600-h/DSC06064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sinetqz6CbI/AAAAAAAAASE/nCe4L88FsrQ/s320/DSC06064.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344047309019285938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hailey's last week of school, June '09.  Look how much she's grown (it's the same easel). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She is very poised and confident.  She has a pink coin purse filled with money and necklaces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SinetbCI4NI/AAAAAAAAAR8/R3_7IVnZfYA/s1600-h/DSC07322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SinetbCI4NI/AAAAAAAAAR8/R3_7IVnZfYA/s320/DSC07322.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344047304784011474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-7276488672941739635?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/7276488672941739635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=7276488672941739635' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/7276488672941739635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/7276488672941739635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/06/haileys-growing-up.html' title='Hailey&apos;s Growing Up'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sinetqz6CbI/AAAAAAAAASE/nCe4L88FsrQ/s72-c/DSC06064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-1562657806846113223</id><published>2009-06-05T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T20:10:07.775-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hailey'/><title type='text'>Hailey's Pre-K Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This afternoon Hailey officially graduated from Pre-K.  She is Kindergarten bound!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the graduation, her teacher told a cute story about each child.  She said Hailey is remembered for coming to school in costume and carrying out that role.  She was always coming to school in a princess dress, and acting the part.  The kids then got their diploma.  Hailey was in a unhappy state most of the program, as her hat kept coming off.  When Hailey was called to receive her diploma, Teacher Jeanette, stopped and took out the bobby pins in her own hair to fasten Hailey's hat.  So sweet!  To break up all the talking, T. Jeanette had the kids sing a song for the audience.  This kept the kids from getting too wiggly.  Great idea!  After Teacher Jeanette talked about all 24 kids, there were ice cream sundaes for the kids and cheese cake for the adults! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; It was sad to see all the kids running around playing, knowing this is the last time they'll all be together!  Hailey and I have both made great friends!  Her school is a co-op or a parent participation school.  They required each family work once a week.  So each week I worked with the same 8 parents.   We hope to have many playdates throughout the summer!  Unfortunately, none of her friends are going to her school next year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SinYftAYbaI/AAAAAAAAAR0/yH9HDVmFlWU/s1600-h/555668456_6-5-2009--hailey+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SinYftAYbaI/AAAAAAAAAR0/yH9HDVmFlWU/s320/555668456_6-5-2009--hailey+(2).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344040472020544930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SinYfbc7KZI/AAAAAAAAARs/7ytgR1qqxj8/s1600-h/DSC07334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SinYfbc7KZI/AAAAAAAAARs/7ytgR1qqxj8/s320/DSC07334.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344040467308423570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SinYfNTeAbI/AAAAAAAAARk/JwjkjbS7CrI/s1600-h/555669712_6-5-2009--hailey+(12).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SinYfNTeAbI/AAAAAAAAARk/JwjkjbS7CrI/s320/555669712_6-5-2009--hailey+(12).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344040463510667698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the end, each kid gave their Mom a long stem rose!  So sweet!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SinYeyqGS7I/AAAAAAAAARc/HDz-Eutjh7g/s1600-h/555669485_6-5-2009--hailey+(10).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SinYeyqGS7I/AAAAAAAAARc/HDz-Eutjh7g/s320/555669485_6-5-2009--hailey+(10).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344040456357825458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SinYemAYDAI/AAAAAAAAARU/BoXtILRpQO4/s1600-h/DSC07346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SinYemAYDAI/AAAAAAAAARU/BoXtILRpQO4/s320/DSC07346.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344040452961602562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-1562657806846113223?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/1562657806846113223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=1562657806846113223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/1562657806846113223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/1562657806846113223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/06/haileys-pre-k-graduation.html' title='Hailey&apos;s Pre-K Graduation'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SinYftAYbaI/AAAAAAAAAR0/yH9HDVmFlWU/s72-c/555668456_6-5-2009--hailey+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-2999415077283098717</id><published>2009-06-04T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T00:00:30.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need to Catch up!</title><content type='html'>So I am quite behind on my blog!!!  I have been busy working on a photo album for Hailey.  This actually is requirement for Hailey's co-op nursery school.  At first I thought that this was a dumb idea.  I'm glad I had to do it. otherwise, I wouldn't have done it!  &lt;div&gt;I love iphoto!  It made it easy to put together a 30 page album, with over 200 pictures of her school year.  I can wait for the book to get here!  &lt;div&gt;Anyway, I've posted about 4 new entries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-2999415077283098717?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/2999415077283098717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=2999415077283098717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/2999415077283098717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/2999415077283098717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-need-to-catch-up.html' title='I Need to Catch up!'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-811608672931459397</id><published>2009-06-04T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T23:50:31.567-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack'/><title type='text'>Jack's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Jack turned 2 way back in March (just catching up)!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a great day.  First we all went on a train ride and then on a restored carousel (over 100 yrs. old) that has an original organ.  So fun.  Jack was excited about the train, until we got on. Eventually he enjoyed the ride.  We let him pick lunch-McDonalds.  We never go there, so he was thrilled!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sii7Jr8INEI/AAAAAAAAARM/_ZpcdH-_EFs/s1600-h/DSC07008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sii7Jr8INEI/AAAAAAAAARM/_ZpcdH-_EFs/s320/DSC07008.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343726732963230786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sii7JWL7fsI/AAAAAAAAARE/D4lwEUtA1bw/s1600-h/DSC07024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sii7JWL7fsI/AAAAAAAAARE/D4lwEUtA1bw/s320/DSC07024.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343726727123926722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sii7JJreoAI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/X2tZIhZ51gA/s1600-h/DSC07060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sii7JJreoAI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/X2tZIhZ51gA/s320/DSC07060.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343726723766591490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sii7IyU40rI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/_eFErkEbcTo/s1600-h/DSC07094.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sii7IyU40rI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/_eFErkEbcTo/s320/DSC07094.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343726717497823922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A very excited boy opening a train!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sii7Ir24znI/AAAAAAAAAQs/nGzGQRFL3yU/s1600-h/DSC07092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sii7Ir24znI/AAAAAAAAAQs/nGzGQRFL3yU/s320/DSC07092.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343726715761380978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack is such a sweet little boy!  He melts our hearts.  He has a sweet voice.  He is very considerate and always say "pease", and "tank-you."  He always asks, if "You okay?" if he bumps you.  He has an adorable gallop when he's excited about something.  He love all things boyish (cars, construction truck, trains, riding bikes).  He can name just about every construction vehicle.  He asks me to take him in the jogger to the train station.  He says "Mommy jog train?"  He loves his Mama and he loves to cuddle!  He is just a cool little guy!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I have one more brag about our most adorable 2nd child...he is 26 months now a pretty much potty trained! Big boy undies and no accidents today!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-811608672931459397?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/811608672931459397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=811608672931459397' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/811608672931459397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/811608672931459397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/06/jacks-birthday.html' title='Jack&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sii7Jr8INEI/AAAAAAAAARM/_ZpcdH-_EFs/s72-c/DSC07008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-788873596563398799</id><published>2009-06-04T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T23:22:11.754-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack'/><title type='text'>Jack's Birthday Cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This was my first creative b-day cake.  I am actually pretty proud of how it turned out!  The engine was green (like his then favorite engine Percy).  There were jelly beans in the tender car.  I drew the face on an Oreo.  And the wheels were Ritz smores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sii3j5d6JTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/im1Ix8hFdaY/s1600-h/DSC07000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sii3j5d6JTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/im1Ix8hFdaY/s320/DSC07000.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343722785224664370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sii3jtU2HdI/AAAAAAAAAQc/uO3SLwLS-4M/s1600-h/DSC07001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sii3jtU2HdI/AAAAAAAAAQc/uO3SLwLS-4M/s320/DSC07001.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343722781965426130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sii3jRLcsCI/AAAAAAAAAQU/kDs1eRVQyKI/s1600-h/DSC07098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sii3jRLcsCI/AAAAAAAAAQU/kDs1eRVQyKI/s320/DSC07098.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343722774409818146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the candle were blown out, cake eaten and kids in bed, something happened to my adorable cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what happens when Nick is left alone with a cake.  And I am not talking about eating so much as recreating.  I think maybe they were trying to eat the giraffe out??? Hmmmm? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sii3jIrguwI/AAAAAAAAAQM/CwarfD2YXdM/s1600-h/DSC07104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sii3jIrguwI/AAAAAAAAAQM/CwarfD2YXdM/s320/DSC07104.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343722772128381698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-788873596563398799?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/788873596563398799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=788873596563398799' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/788873596563398799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/788873596563398799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/06/jacks-birthday-cake.html' title='Jack&apos;s Birthday Cake'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sii3j5d6JTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/im1Ix8hFdaY/s72-c/DSC07000.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-881785420958606190</id><published>2009-06-04T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T23:07:15.589-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack'/><title type='text'>Jack's Tiger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Jack was sharing popcorn with his Tiger during Movie Night Friday!  He kept saying, "Here Tiger," and then feeding him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This same Tiger was involved in a biting incident.  At bedtime, Jack said, "Tiger bite me."  I asked where he was bit.  And Jack replied, "Finger." "Are you okay," I asked.  He said, "No!"  And then got sad.  Then I said in a Tiger voice, "I'm sorry Jack for biting you.  Are you okay?"  Jack answered yes.  And the Tiger kissed his finger.  Funny kid!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sii0h0Fh0SI/AAAAAAAAAQE/NjFpXvbty_E/s1600-h/DSC06812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sii0h0Fh0SI/AAAAAAAAAQE/NjFpXvbty_E/s320/DSC06812.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343719450885607714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sii0hl0N3QI/AAAAAAAAAP8/tD3KFFOR4O0/s1600-h/DSC06814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sii0hl0N3QI/AAAAAAAAAP8/tD3KFFOR4O0/s320/DSC06814.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343719447054900482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-881785420958606190?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/881785420958606190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=881785420958606190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/881785420958606190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/881785420958606190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/06/jacks-tiger.html' title='Jack&apos;s Tiger'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sii0h0Fh0SI/AAAAAAAAAQE/NjFpXvbty_E/s72-c/DSC06812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-9148659074401305683</id><published>2009-06-04T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T22:51:47.017-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenny'/><title type='text'>A Happy Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hailey picked out the cutest shell earrings for me for Mother's Day.  They are also very noisy.  But I wore them to church anyway!  Any turn of my head, and I'd jingle.  So much for reverence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SiixOz9pcMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Doi6RlXG3_E/s1600-h/DSC07294_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SiixOz9pcMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Doi6RlXG3_E/s320/DSC07294_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343715825900155074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Siiw7yoQ5iI/AAAAAAAAAPU/AwWeEC6zPC4/s1600-h/DSC07290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Siiw7yoQ5iI/AAAAAAAAAPU/AwWeEC6zPC4/s320/DSC07290.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343715499124516386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-9148659074401305683?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/9148659074401305683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=9148659074401305683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/9148659074401305683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/9148659074401305683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-mothers-day.html' title='A Happy Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SiixOz9pcMI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Doi6RlXG3_E/s72-c/DSC07294_2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-3009672793171003361</id><published>2009-05-15T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T17:03:32.692-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hailey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack'/><title type='text'>Fun Times at Hailey's school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We've had a wonderful year at Hailey's co-op preschool!  During the month of May the parents buddy up, and teach a day.  You can pick a fun theme and do what you want.  I taught Circus day.  We painted faces, pretended we were circus performers, and bought lemonaide and popcorn with real tickets.  It was great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sg4A4SoTdMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/vCp7qVQ9jkQ/s1600-h/533453393_nt7fi-M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sg4A4SoTdMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/vCp7qVQ9jkQ/s320/533453393_nt7fi-M.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336203575554176194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know why this picture is so small???  But here's Jack.  We tagged along on the train field trip.  It was fun taking 24, 4&amp;amp; 5 year olds on the train.  All the kids wanted to ride on the 2nd level (of course)!  Jack LOVES trains, so he enjoyed the ride too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sg4A4KP-ysI/AAAAAAAAAPE/uvdXsQTgKDo/s1600-h/530931799_TajQS-Ti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sg4A4KP-ysI/AAAAAAAAAPE/uvdXsQTgKDo/s320/530931799_TajQS-Ti.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336203573304675010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-3009672793171003361?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/3009672793171003361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=3009672793171003361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/3009672793171003361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/3009672793171003361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/05/fun-times-at-haileys-school.html' title='Fun Times at Hailey&apos;s school'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sg4A4SoTdMI/AAAAAAAAAPM/vCp7qVQ9jkQ/s72-c/533453393_nt7fi-M.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-3766997300775540540</id><published>2009-04-29T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T23:04:15.460-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hailey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grandma'/><title type='text'>Spring Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;After Easter, the kids and I went to Grandma's house in Southern California.  We went to a train museum (forgot the camera), went to the Monrovia (year round) Street Fair, played at the park with their aunt and uncle, and ate at many of our favorite places!  Grandma drove back home with us!  Unfortunately, she could only stay a day.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sfk6eXw3GKI/AAAAAAAAAO4/BFlBoXVSYnU/s1600-h/DSC07248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sfk6eXw3GKI/AAAAAAAAAO4/BFlBoXVSYnU/s320/DSC07248.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330355927419132066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hailey and Jack loved the 3 week old baby kitten at Grandma's house.  Hailey named it Orangers, before we even got to Grandma's house.  I tried to explain it wasn't even orange.  She just wouldn't believe me.  But she still calls it Orangers.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sfk6d6QTmhI/AAAAAAAAAOw/KVX1645fsxY/s1600-h/DSC07209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sfk6d6QTmhI/AAAAAAAAAOw/KVX1645fsxY/s320/DSC07209.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330355919497959954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Orangers' history as told by Hailey.  "Cookie Dough (male cat) married Aunt Chas' cat Kitty (female).  Then they had a baby kitty.  I missed their wedding!"  I believe we have taught our children good family values!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sfk6dh_AsGI/AAAAAAAAAOo/gyNtMBaPvM8/s1600-h/DSC07204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sfk6dh_AsGI/AAAAAAAAAOo/gyNtMBaPvM8/s320/DSC07204.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330355912982966370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I can't believe this is Hailey's and Jack's first snow cone.  We've been depriving our children of childhood experiences! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sfk6dc2WpjI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ttZWgHGBIas/s1600-h/DSC07252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sfk6dc2WpjI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ttZWgHGBIas/s320/DSC07252.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330355911604479538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sfk6dNfABSI/AAAAAAAAAOY/DgQRCDZ82UQ/s1600-h/DSC07251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sfk6dNfABSI/AAAAAAAAAOY/DgQRCDZ82UQ/s320/DSC07251.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330355907479995682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a fun time &amp;amp; thankfully, the Dramamine worked on Hailey both ways!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-3766997300775540540?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/3766997300775540540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=3766997300775540540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/3766997300775540540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/3766997300775540540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/04/spring-break.html' title='Spring Break'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/Sfk6eXw3GKI/AAAAAAAAAO4/BFlBoXVSYnU/s72-c/DSC07248.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-4476834850690449107</id><published>2009-04-29T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T22:31:15.472-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack'/><title type='text'>Jack Post-Op</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Jack's orchiopexy surgery was last Friday.  He's making a complete recovery and back to making mischief!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pictures 6 hours after his surgery.  He looks pretty good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SfksEBBeI2I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/x91ObnKvc_c/s1600-h/DSC07255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SfksEBBeI2I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/x91ObnKvc_c/s320/DSC07255.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330340081475396450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SfksD6_u7WI/AAAAAAAAAOI/DrmdZtaYFBA/s1600-h/DSC07258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SfksD6_u7WI/AAAAAAAAAOI/DrmdZtaYFBA/s320/DSC07258.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330340079857495394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the new blue pick-up truck that he got that morning!  He held onto that truck, a wind-up chick and his blue blanket named Nay-Nay, when they wheel him away.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SfksDk7UKUI/AAAAAAAAAOA/P8Yb3LUTziM/s1600-h/DSC07254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SfksDk7UKUI/AAAAAAAAAOA/P8Yb3LUTziM/s320/DSC07254.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330340073933384002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About 30 minutes before wheeling him away, the nurses gave him verced, a narcotic, to make the separation easier.  It also gives them no memory of leaving their parents.  Side effect, it makes the recipient act as if they're drunk.  Jack was hilarious!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The worst part of the day, was trying to comfort him as he came out of the anesthesia!  He was screaming, pulling at the 3 heart monitors and IV, and thrashing.  It seemed like this went on forever.  He finally calmed down with morphine! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I imagined that day would be pretty dramatic!  I thought we'd be in tears as they wheel Jack away.  We were greatly blessed with a reassuring calmness!  We felt our little boy was in good hands with our surgeon and anesthesiologist.  We knew he'd be just fine!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-4476834850690449107?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/4476834850690449107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=4476834850690449107' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/4476834850690449107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/4476834850690449107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/04/jack-post-op.html' title='Jack Post-Op'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SfksEBBeI2I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/x91ObnKvc_c/s72-c/DSC07255.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-2038013427365711637</id><published>2009-04-25T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T09:06:00.972-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hailey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='field trip'/><title type='text'>Cozy Creek Field Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hailey's preschool class takes a field trip every other Thursday.  This week they went to a ranch.  They rode horses, saw an emu and collected their feathers, did an art project, petted goats, and many other things.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hailey's favorite part of the day was scooping a fish out of a bucket, naming it, and then releasing it into their pond at the ranch!  She named hers Hailey!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SfM0azDL-WI/AAAAAAAAANg/SQk_MN6cRpM/s1600-h/519403822_img_1553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SfM0azDL-WI/AAAAAAAAANg/SQk_MN6cRpM/s320/519403822_img_1553.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328660419094247778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SfM0ainm4FI/AAAAAAAAANY/K1ZVnZZ2nxE/s1600-h/519403223_img_1548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SfM0ainm4FI/AAAAAAAAANY/K1ZVnZZ2nxE/s320/519403223_img_1548.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328660414683603026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SfM0aStjJaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/nivZeMH37hE/s1600-h/519405143_img_1565.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SfM0aStjJaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/nivZeMH37hE/s320/519405143_img_1565.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328660410413557154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SfM0aIX0fvI/AAAAAAAAANI/KLvUjT3q2mg/s1600-h/519399745_img_1517.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SfM0aIX0fvI/AAAAAAAAANI/KLvUjT3q2mg/s320/519399745_img_1517.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328660407638064882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-2038013427365711637?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/2038013427365711637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=2038013427365711637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/2038013427365711637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/2038013427365711637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/04/cozy-creek-field-trip.html' title='Cozy Creek Field Trip'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SfM0azDL-WI/AAAAAAAAANg/SQk_MN6cRpM/s72-c/519403822_img_1553.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-1771118551584628018</id><published>2009-04-12T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T23:25:36.351-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hailey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack'/><title type='text'>Easter Outfits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SeLalxUTcDI/AAAAAAAAAM4/87mxO79X5rM/s1600-h/DSC07149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SeLalxUTcDI/AAAAAAAAAM4/87mxO79X5rM/s320/DSC07149.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324058051933859890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SeLalpnKcfI/AAAAAAAAAMw/xUXxRFTNCrs/s1600-h/DSC07142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SeLalpnKcfI/AAAAAAAAAMw/xUXxRFTNCrs/s320/DSC07142.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324058049865478642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SeLalTOB7GI/AAAAAAAAAMo/D9nC6PPq8sU/s1600-h/DSC07170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SeLalTOB7GI/AAAAAAAAAMo/D9nC6PPq8sU/s320/DSC07170.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324058043854482530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SeLalUVyiwI/AAAAAAAAAMg/WG2hCSK7YVU/s1600-h/DSC07155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SeLalUVyiwI/AAAAAAAAAMg/WG2hCSK7YVU/s320/DSC07155.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324058044155464450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SeLalDo-MDI/AAAAAAAAAMY/DUMULn2dV5c/s1600-h/DSC07148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SeLalDo-MDI/AAAAAAAAAMY/DUMULn2dV5c/s320/DSC07148.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324058039672516658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter!&lt;div&gt;My Mom bought the kids these adorable outfits!  Just had to show them off!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-1771118551584628018?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/1771118551584628018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=1771118551584628018' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/1771118551584628018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/1771118551584628018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-outfits.html' title='Easter Outfits'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SeLalxUTcDI/AAAAAAAAAM4/87mxO79X5rM/s72-c/DSC07149.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-5254867279960567832</id><published>2009-02-05T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T20:15:53.633-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hailey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack'/><title type='text'>My Funny Kids</title><content type='html'>Tonight I was sitting in Jack's bed, as he drifted off to sleep.   I love the rare chance to watch him fall asleep!  I barely moved, and he jumped and yelled, "Airplane!" Then he quickly fell back to sleep.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning Hailey randomly told Nick, "I going to go to the same school as you Dad, because my husband doesn't know where he's going to  work."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nick asked, "Who is your husband?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hailey replied, "Jacob (a cute little boy at school).  I just want a guy who smells good and is good to me!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry no pictures!  I have been having problems with my computer, and am waiting for Nick to wipe it out and reinstall everything (including the new iphoto.  Yaaah!).   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-5254867279960567832?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/5254867279960567832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=5254867279960567832' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/5254867279960567832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/5254867279960567832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-funny-kids.html' title='My Funny Kids'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-5431834501216284849</id><published>2008-12-17T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T22:16:51.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After much complaint...</title><content type='html'> I've finally spent the time to figure out some blogging things.  Now you can actually read our blog.  &lt;div&gt;"Yaah," for some (mostly family)! &lt;div&gt;"I waited for that!" from others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-5431834501216284849?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/5431834501216284849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=5431834501216284849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/5431834501216284849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/5431834501216284849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2008/12/after-much-complaint.html' title='After much complaint...'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-5772179919616713253</id><published>2008-12-06T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T22:23:56.762-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hailey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><title type='text'>Holiday Music</title><content type='html'>Hailey is like an MP3 player.  She is constantly singing Christmas music.  While grocery shopping she was singing "Have a Holly Jolly Christmas."   Her version goes like this: "Have a holly jolly Christmas, (blah, blah, blah) please have snow and mistletoe, and a cup of beer!"  I smiled the first couple times, but just couldn't contain myself, as I realized that is how she's memorized the song!   &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-5772179919616713253?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/5772179919616713253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=5772179919616713253' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/5772179919616713253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/5772179919616713253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2008/12/holiday-music.html' title='Holiday Music'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-478316406300707662</id><published>2008-12-04T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T20:20:30.062-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hailey'/><title type='text'>Funny Things Hailey Says</title><content type='html'>Hailey's monthly school newsletter always includes cute things that each child says.  Here's a conversation from it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hailey: My Mom calls me alligator.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gilford: Alligator?  Alligator is a green big animal with many teeth, he lives in the water and you don't want to be called an alligator.  Tell your mom to change it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;H: Oh! Okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;G: My dad is very silly, he always does silly things at home with us.  My mom is only silly sometimes, not all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;H:  My Dad is fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad the reporter ended it there. Who knows what else she could have said?  At least she didn't say that I was no fun!  And for the record, I have never called her alligator.  What else does she make up about us?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hailey was talking about these two funny boys from her class.  I mentioned that they were twins.  I asked if she knew what this meant.  She replied, "Yah, they got out at the same time"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-478316406300707662?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/478316406300707662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=478316406300707662' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/478316406300707662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/478316406300707662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2008/12/funny-things-hailey-says.html' title='Funny Things Hailey Says'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-8875758559558340531</id><published>2008-12-04T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T19:40:45.090-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Family Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Her are our recently taken family pictures.  It's always so hard to choose one out of 25 pictures.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/STihpLucPLI/AAAAAAAAALY/zB61O_BS35g/s1600-h/Family02.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/STihpLucPLI/AAAAAAAAALY/zB61O_BS35g/s320/Family02.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276144692358823090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/STihowhu5VI/AAAAAAAAALQ/zGPE3hCmrYk/s1600-h/Family01-2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/STihowhu5VI/AAAAAAAAALQ/zGPE3hCmrYk/s320/Family01-2.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276144685057762642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/STihofvEnII/AAAAAAAAALI/7AJW8uc3zt4/s1600-h/Family03-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/STihofvEnII/AAAAAAAAALI/7AJW8uc3zt4/s320/Family03-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276144680550308994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-8875758559558340531?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/8875758559558340531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=8875758559558340531' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/8875758559558340531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/8875758559558340531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2008/12/family-photos.html' title='Family Photos'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/STihpLucPLI/AAAAAAAAALY/zB61O_BS35g/s72-c/Family02.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-632913379441351114</id><published>2008-11-28T21:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T21:40:04.942-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack'/><title type='text'>Jack &amp; Shoes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Jack love shoes!  He's not picky!  He just loves to slip them on and stomp around the house!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/STDUVgbE-EI/AAAAAAAAAKg/2rWGEHyVGoc/s1600-h/DSC06466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/STDUVgbE-EI/AAAAAAAAAKg/2rWGEHyVGoc/s320/DSC06466.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273948629596698690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-632913379441351114?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/632913379441351114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=632913379441351114' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/632913379441351114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/632913379441351114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2008/11/jack-shoes.html' title='Jack &amp; Shoes'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/STDUVgbE-EI/AAAAAAAAAKg/2rWGEHyVGoc/s72-c/DSC06466.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-8249875954889875294</id><published>2008-11-27T20:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:06:29.027-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hailey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hailey &amp;amp; I started cooking our Thanksgiving Feast on Wed.  She cracked her first two eggs successfully, which landed perfectly in the bowl with no spills or eggs shells!  Yay!  She looks so proud about the eggs!  I was never a big fan of pumpkin pie until I made it with Hailey last year.  She really makes a good one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS93XGxthSI/AAAAAAAAAJo/2vBbmdqjVW8/s1600-h/DSC06420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS93XGxthSI/AAAAAAAAAJo/2vBbmdqjVW8/s320/DSC06420.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273564927513953570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hailey &amp;amp; Jack watched the Macy's Parade, while I finished cooking on Thursday.  Then they put on their own parade!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS93W6sW2uI/AAAAAAAAAJg/b_cunfARLzw/s1600-h/DSC06426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS93W6sW2uI/AAAAAAAAAJg/b_cunfARLzw/s320/DSC06426.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273564924270271202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jack closed his eyes each time he crashed the cymbals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS93WgunDDI/AAAAAAAAAJY/tQhKvS7siJw/s1600-h/DSC06425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS93WgunDDI/AAAAAAAAAJY/tQhKvS7siJw/s320/DSC06425.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273564917300399154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't they look like a Chinese Dragon?  Hailey said they were a Jack Ghost! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS93WNhKiNI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/XabiIDA_swM/s1600-h/DSC06427.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS93WNhKiNI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/XabiIDA_swM/s320/DSC06427.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273564912143730898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After our yummy dinner, the kids ran around outside.  Hailey took her broom and said, "I am going to be the girl from Harry Potter!"  I love how she rides her broom backwards.  I tried to tell her, but she just won't listen to my absurd suggestion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS93V5ILfeI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Rf6F98Gck70/s1600-h/DSC06438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS93V5ILfeI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Rf6F98Gck70/s320/DSC06438.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273564906670226914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-8249875954889875294?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/8249875954889875294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=8249875954889875294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/8249875954889875294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/8249875954889875294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS93XGxthSI/AAAAAAAAAJo/2vBbmdqjVW8/s72-c/DSC06420.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-5913365813833585258</id><published>2008-11-25T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T22:20:42.343-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack'/><title type='text'>Mr. Curious</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;You know your kids are usually up to no good when things are too quiet!  This is what I found... Jack in a container of flour!  Oh, what fun he was having until I found him!  I have a container of flour outside.  We occasionally lay out a sheet and pour half a bag of flour on it!  (Lots of fun until they put it in each others hair!  When you wash it out, it turns to paste)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SSzmhG39IKI/AAAAAAAAAIw/I_h5Pb4GRIU/s1600-h/DSC06314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SSzmhG39IKI/AAAAAAAAAIw/I_h5Pb4GRIU/s320/DSC06314.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272842720199385250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can see Jack saying, "No!" when I told him we needed to clean this up!  What a mess!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out the metal around his neck.  At least it wasn't Hailey's necklace! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SSzmglZxscI/AAAAAAAAAIo/vrLuqQxNcOc/s1600-h/DSC06315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SSzmglZxscI/AAAAAAAAAIo/vrLuqQxNcOc/s320/DSC06315.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272842711214436802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-5913365813833585258?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/5913365813833585258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=5913365813833585258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/5913365813833585258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/5913365813833585258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2008/11/mr-curious.html' title='Mr. Curious'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SSzmhG39IKI/AAAAAAAAAIw/I_h5Pb4GRIU/s72-c/DSC06314.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-3532653810068888939</id><published>2008-11-25T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T21:50:06.999-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hailey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack'/><title type='text'>Happy Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SSzinDVkwTI/AAAAAAAAAIg/1A4yVBU8IbQ/s1600-h/DSC06391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SSzinDVkwTI/AAAAAAAAAIg/1A4yVBU8IbQ/s320/DSC06391.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272838424282579250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SSzimpynBdI/AAAAAAAAAIY/UgPN8o2XGtU/s1600-h/DSC06319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SSzimpynBdI/AAAAAAAAAIY/UgPN8o2XGtU/s320/DSC06319.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272838417425040850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SSziKz2yjRI/AAAAAAAAAII/tp3goK97MX8/s320/406293984_10-30-2008--hailey+(3).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272837939090590994" /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SSziK6baxNI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/dx7nd_S-T6E/s320/406312039_10-30-2008--mackenzie,+hailey,+sarafina,+ella_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272837940854834386" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SSziKVlFNdI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Qv5pNNY4bnk/s1600-h/DSC06355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SSziKVlFNdI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Qv5pNNY4bnk/s320/DSC06355.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272837930963252690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We carved pumpkins.  Hailey named her's Ghosty.  She carved it all by herself, using tools that cut circles or triangles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hailey loves Halloween for two reasons: costumes and candy.&lt;div&gt;Jack loves Halloween for two reason: suckers and M&amp;amp;M's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a fun Halloween in our new neighborhood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Turns out they give out tons of candy and even goody bags too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hailey's class had a harvest festival the day before Halloween.  Jack and I joined their festivities (parading, bobbing for apples, hidden treasure in the sand area, pumpkin walk, frosting pumpkin muffins, to name a few).  Their class also sang two songs for the parents.  Jack mostly followed the schools chickens, trying to feed them.  (We love her school &amp;amp; Jack can't wait to go there!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did you notice Hailey's costume switch?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She decided, minutes before walking out the door to Trick-Or-Treat, that she didn't want to be Tinkerbell, but Diamand Castle Barbie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-3532653810068888939?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/3532653810068888939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=3532653810068888939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/3532653810068888939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/3532653810068888939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy Halloween'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SSzinDVkwTI/AAAAAAAAAIg/1A4yVBU8IbQ/s72-c/DSC06391.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-2316972503489084781</id><published>2008-11-20T21:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:42:39.504-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hailey'/><title type='text'>Hailey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hailey is such a fun girl!  She has a great sense of humor!  She can also be very kind and caring!  She loves to sing and dance!  She makes up her own songs too, some gross and other nice and sweet.  She loves to dress up!  Hailey loves to cook, paint, do craft, and carpentry (at school).  She is very creative in about everything she does.  I guess that's why she doesn't like me telling her how things need to be done (how to put soap in the dish washer, how to wash her hands, how to eat her food, which shoe goes on which foot, etc.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-AMhsEH2I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/T1xskYm7coE/s1600-h/IMG_1153-head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-AMhsEH2I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/T1xskYm7coE/s320/IMG_1153-head.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273574641364115298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-AMQV6PnI/AAAAAAAAAJw/HO_jaV0hras/s1600-h/DSC05057_2_2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-AMQV6PnI/AAAAAAAAAJw/HO_jaV0hras/s320/DSC05057_2_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273574636707790450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-2316972503489084781?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/2316972503489084781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=2316972503489084781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/2316972503489084781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/2316972503489084781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2008/11/hailey.html' title='Hailey'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-AMhsEH2I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/T1xskYm7coE/s72-c/IMG_1153-head.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-172706351637534417</id><published>2008-11-04T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T21:52:12.693-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hailey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack'/><title type='text'>Best of Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;They are either best friends or vicious enemies!  These are moments I treasure!  Cuddling together while watching a movie.  A fun and silly bath time.  Good times to remember!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/STDWIu_P2OI/AAAAAAAAAKw/F5ucVKINyiU/s1600-h/DSC06396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/STDWIu_P2OI/AAAAAAAAAKw/F5ucVKINyiU/s320/DSC06396.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273950609191459042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/STDWIbyFQlI/AAAAAAAAAKo/H1K3lU59ZUE/s1600-h/DSC06398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/STDWIbyFQlI/AAAAAAAAAKo/H1K3lU59ZUE/s320/DSC06398.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273950604035965522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-172706351637534417?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/172706351637534417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=172706351637534417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/172706351637534417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/172706351637534417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2008/11/best-of-friends.html' title='Best of Friends'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/STDWIu_P2OI/AAAAAAAAAKw/F5ucVKINyiU/s72-c/DSC06396.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7572065892110726821.post-5712603179784218862</id><published>2008-10-23T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T22:32:57.587-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hailey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jack'/><title type='text'>Hailey's work</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hailey took this!  It's pretty good!  She has two play cameras and loves to pretend.  Recently, I've been having to share our camera with her, but I worry about it the entire time!  We are thinking of getting her a Fisher Price Camera for Christmas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SSzsjHu4kEI/AAAAAAAAAI4/O7mJtzVlxcY/s1600-h/DSC06287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SSzsjHu4kEI/AAAAAAAAAI4/O7mJtzVlxcY/s320/DSC06287.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272849351859277890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7572065892110726821-5712603179784218862?l=thegerovacs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/feeds/5712603179784218862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7572065892110726821&amp;postID=5712603179784218862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/5712603179784218862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7572065892110726821/posts/default/5712603179784218862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegerovacs.blogspot.com/2008/11/haileys-work.html' title='Hailey&apos;s work'/><author><name>Jenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15117125146586778717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SS-H1vin_3I/AAAAAAAAAKE/De10WlYAt8Q/S220/DSC05474_2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__JyWf0jjwj8/SSzsjHu4kEI/AAAAAAAAAI4/O7mJtzVlxcY/s72-c/DSC06287.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
