<?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-522816276894126842</id><updated>2012-02-02T10:53:06.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Farrer Family</title><subtitle type='html'>Jesse, Darcy, Caleb, and Kylar</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>208</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-200998238733795568</id><published>2012-01-29T22:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T22:25:08.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wonderful Weekend</title><content type='html'>Sadly, I didn't take pictures of anything this weekend, but we've had a wonderful and relaxing weekend. There was no working which of course is &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Things that happened this weekend consisted of having some great friends come over to play games, laugh, and talk about anything that came to mind. Picking up Chinese food, renting a couple of movies, and cuddling at home. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, getting around to decorating my kids room and putting Jesse to work on hanging up pictures. I was super motivated Saturday morning and accomplished a &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"&gt;MAJOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; clean of our home (bathrooms, kitchen floors, and laundry) you know, the things that are dreaded. We some how fit in at least two seasons of Cake Boss. I love the show and they do AMAZING cakes. Jesse and I always repeat the same question, "How can they cut into that cake?!" They are to cool to cut into and destroy. Caleb and I had a Mommy and Son hangout. I took him with me to pick my Dad up, so we could buy some wood and stain to start building those projects I want to do. (I am excited!) Then I took Caleb to get some ice cream and when we got home Daddy was playing his XBox and Kylar was passed out asleep in bed. (I&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; SO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;miss nap time!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was a productive weekend, but very relaxing and so much fun to be with our kids and to have Jesse home for the entire weekend with no work. I also got to cuddle in bed and watch one of my movies on my list to watch and it was a movie called &lt;u&gt;One Day&lt;/u&gt;. Absolutely loved it, but it gave me a good cry. Jesse's response was, "Oh babe, you are to cute." Then gave me a hug and a kiss. He is such a good husband!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all had a great weekend as well. Can you believe that January is almost over?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-200998238733795568?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/200998238733795568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=200998238733795568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/200998238733795568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/200998238733795568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2012/01/wonderful-weekend.html' title='A Wonderful Weekend'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-1942927334972044189</id><published>2012-01-28T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T15:08:11.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adele - Rolling in the Deep (Vocal Version) ThePianoGuys</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FGyIBnzJiyU?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adele is my favorite artist, her latest album was phenomenal! and I absolutely love these guys. They are so amazing playing their instruments. Thought I would share this video.....good music. Have a great weekend!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="border:0;" align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-1942927334972044189?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/1942927334972044189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=1942927334972044189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/1942927334972044189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/1942927334972044189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2012/01/adele-rolling-in-deep-vocal-version.html' title='Adele - Rolling in the Deep (Vocal Version) ThePianoGuys'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/FGyIBnzJiyU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-3605666433064997057</id><published>2012-01-25T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T23:00:22.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caleb loves Pictures</title><content type='html'>I was a bit bored today and not feeling the best. I seem to have caught a cold so I am miserably congested. Last night I cuddled up in bed with some Vicks, NyQuil, and a&amp;nbsp;humidifier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today Caleb asked if we could take some pictures...... He is a funny boy. He hands my phone to me and says, "Here Mom. Take picture of us." It was so much fun and we giggled for a while. He would point at my nose and say, "Mom, you are funny," and I would respond, "You are funny looking." Then he would giggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L1MAE_XY44M/TyDrOzJ7MdI/AAAAAAAAByQ/GXi7JgdBJUs/s1600/IMG-20120125-00703.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L1MAE_XY44M/TyDrOzJ7MdI/AAAAAAAAByQ/GXi7JgdBJUs/s320/IMG-20120125-00703.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dy7Rc2J8HEs/TyDrPc_T3MI/AAAAAAAAByY/h99VAW3rsJ4/s1600/IMG-20120125-00704.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dy7Rc2J8HEs/TyDrPc_T3MI/AAAAAAAAByY/h99VAW3rsJ4/s320/IMG-20120125-00704.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v9xHqSlJF2M/TyDrM8lpaOI/AAAAAAAAByI/wkq5dc3lB1U/s1600/IMG-20120125-00699.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-v9xHqSlJF2M/TyDrM8lpaOI/AAAAAAAAByI/wkq5dc3lB1U/s320/IMG-20120125-00699.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WK6426jr5jY/TyDry4CalPI/AAAAAAAAByw/fYAmKRC5pZM/s1600/calebmommy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WK6426jr5jY/TyDry4CalPI/AAAAAAAAByw/fYAmKRC5pZM/s320/calebmommy1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had another moment today that may not seem much to all of you, but I just love hearing Caleb and Kylar count. It makes me feel proud and a bit fulfilled that they are learning. Caleb was counting with his fingers and has finally learned that when holding up 3 fingers to count 3 you have to hold down the others. They love watching Diego and Dora and love to help them figure out things. It's cute watching both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Jesse has finally gotten a new phone after so many years. His phone was ready to die a year ago, but has hung on. The front screen stopped working a year ago and some how the outside of the phone cracked so you could see the inside of the phone. So......he is pretty happy and has been playing with it for the last hour or so. He has also jumped right into becoming an insurance agent full on so lets hope for the best!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-3605666433064997057?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/3605666433064997057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=3605666433064997057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/3605666433064997057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/3605666433064997057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2012/01/caleb-loves-pictures.html' title='Caleb loves Pictures'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L1MAE_XY44M/TyDrOzJ7MdI/AAAAAAAAByQ/GXi7JgdBJUs/s72-c/IMG-20120125-00703.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-747326303646300951</id><published>2012-01-22T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T17:33:31.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Need to Break Out my Craft Side</title><content type='html'>I spend WAY to much time on Pinterest. I have found some amazing ideas and cute crafts for the home. I definitely need to get purchasing some wood and fabric. Good thing my dad owns some saws and a wood cutting machine. I am going to have him do some work for me and teach me how to build some things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are just a few things that I will make in the next few months and if you want to view the websites to see the step by steps, go view my Pinterest!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-egfikzww-xo/TxyqdsTi4QI/AAAAAAAABxc/2mNnjpeLNzc/s1600/crates.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-egfikzww-xo/TxyqdsTi4QI/AAAAAAAABxc/2mNnjpeLNzc/s320/crates.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe for my bathroom or the kids room?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4TFZy2XaOb4/TxyqiX3xF1I/AAAAAAAABxk/uUqCLWxVb58/s1600/centerpiece.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4TFZy2XaOb4/TxyqiX3xF1I/AAAAAAAABxk/uUqCLWxVb58/s320/centerpiece.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I need a new centerpiece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FlVfD3MlMDY/Txyqj_ZWoLI/AAAAAAAABxs/ZaFgZKsrJ2U/s1600/burlap+wreath.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="252" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FlVfD3MlMDY/Txyqj_ZWoLI/AAAAAAAABxs/ZaFgZKsrJ2U/s320/burlap+wreath.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Absolutely love the burlap wreath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1-P2TTKhJ20/TxyqmUVRZeI/AAAAAAAABx0/SggUXKkfw_Y/s1600/photocanvas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1-P2TTKhJ20/TxyqmUVRZeI/AAAAAAAABx0/SggUXKkfw_Y/s320/photocanvas.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Photo canvas's are awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-747326303646300951?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/747326303646300951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=747326303646300951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/747326303646300951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/747326303646300951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2012/01/need-to-break-out-my-craft-side.html' title='Need to Break Out my Craft Side'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-egfikzww-xo/TxyqdsTi4QI/AAAAAAAABxc/2mNnjpeLNzc/s72-c/crates.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-6817351841283796482</id><published>2012-01-21T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T12:09:47.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Past Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I found a folder on my computer that was labeled weird and here I found some cute photos of my boys. Awe. &amp;nbsp;How fast they have grown. I sure miss having them be little babies so I can rock them asleep while feeding them a bottle. Definitely miss all the nap taking they did. Now I am lucky if they pass out on the couch or in the room while watching a movie. (Which &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;RARELY &lt;/span&gt;happens.) There is definitely more chaos these days than when they were babies.....No matter what age, I love it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HW-ibAo6yPs/TxsK7ww2evI/AAAAAAAABwU/zydESXTfFAg/s1600/IMG_0091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HW-ibAo6yPs/TxsK7ww2evI/AAAAAAAABwU/zydESXTfFAg/s320/IMG_0091.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My little Kylar just chilling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UljlD8M9dKg/TxsK-1TP4mI/AAAAAAAABwc/zmqGwL1XOtY/s1600/IMG_0040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UljlD8M9dKg/TxsK-1TP4mI/AAAAAAAABwc/zmqGwL1XOtY/s320/IMG_0040.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kylar passed out asleep on a ride some where...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1BjNsX3i6yA/TxsLBIGciuI/AAAAAAAABwk/zY91zm2g5mQ/s1600/IMG_0061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1BjNsX3i6yA/TxsLBIGciuI/AAAAAAAABwk/zY91zm2g5mQ/s320/IMG_0061.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Worked himself to the point of exhaustion.......LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qt7HYTPT0jo/TxsLZ34LgSI/AAAAAAAABws/Azduqaj_jsI/s1600/IMG_0022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qt7HYTPT0jo/TxsLZ34LgSI/AAAAAAAABws/Azduqaj_jsI/s320/IMG_0022.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Such a happy little baby he was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aoniuDleWuM/TxsLehsHICI/AAAAAAAABw0/hyhGowgkqNA/s1600/IMG_0052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aoniuDleWuM/TxsLehsHICI/AAAAAAAABw0/hyhGowgkqNA/s320/IMG_0052.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My Caleb sleeping......so cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uSyt3m94XvY/TxsLnNOgJtI/AAAAAAAABw8/WZv0Q275YJU/s1600/IMG_0050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uSyt3m94XvY/TxsLnNOgJtI/AAAAAAAABw8/WZv0Q275YJU/s320/IMG_0050.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The boys dancing to a video with their cousin Kayce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hc1984E9Zl4/TxsLscpXsVI/AAAAAAAABxE/p1NuHam-Xkg/s1600/IMG_0180.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hc1984E9Zl4/TxsLscpXsVI/AAAAAAAABxE/p1NuHam-Xkg/s320/IMG_0180.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy and Caleb....he was eating something. Silly kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QkE8ptFNedw/TxsLyvJVpTI/AAAAAAAABxM/Lq8S45Mtvgg/s1600/IMG_0263.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QkE8ptFNedw/TxsLyvJVpTI/AAAAAAAABxM/Lq8S45Mtvgg/s320/IMG_0263.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Trying on Mommy's sunglasses which he eventually broke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bxm-zgvk2Mw/TxsMACZ5DPI/AAAAAAAABxU/vrnRPnXPtZI/s1600/IMG_0096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bxm-zgvk2Mw/TxsMACZ5DPI/AAAAAAAABxU/vrnRPnXPtZI/s320/IMG_0096.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kylar a few months old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt; &lt;br /&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/522816276894126842-6817351841283796482?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/6817351841283796482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=6817351841283796482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/6817351841283796482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/6817351841283796482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2012/01/past-photos.html' title='Past Photos'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HW-ibAo6yPs/TxsK7ww2evI/AAAAAAAABwU/zydESXTfFAg/s72-c/IMG_0091.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-659614496057040706</id><published>2012-01-20T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T13:48:27.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Sentimental</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KWjZvOefY7c/TxnP-EL4gQI/AAAAAAAABwE/5XJKo9hpKD4/s1600/quote.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KWjZvOefY7c/TxnP-EL4gQI/AAAAAAAABwE/5XJKo9hpKD4/s400/quote.jpg" width="248" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I came across this on Pinterest (love this website)......Definitely makes you feel like you are blessed. I think that when I feel like the world is out to get me and life is way to hard at the moment. I should probably read this saying.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I know that things aren't always going to work out how you plan them, problems will arise, hard things will happen, and you are going to get knocked down a few times. I have been there, but I know that I need to be optimistic. I am thankful for my husband. What a great man I married. All I need when I am sad is a hug from him and it truly makes everything better. Such a simple thing that makes a HUGE difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;We are both are thankful and feel blessed that we can have children and that it wasn't a struggle, whereas some women have to try for years. We are both grateful that we have healthy children, healthy family members, and that we are healthy. It breaks my heart to see or hear about others who have dealt with a hard loss or are struggling with an illness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So no matter how hard I think my life is at certain points, I will need to remember that there are people out there who have it worse than me. I shall be grateful for things and remember that things will get better in time. Be optimistic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-659614496057040706?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/659614496057040706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=659614496057040706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/659614496057040706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/659614496057040706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2012/01/feeling-sentimental.html' title='Feeling Sentimental'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KWjZvOefY7c/TxnP-EL4gQI/AAAAAAAABwE/5XJKo9hpKD4/s72-c/quote.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-3949906369946067309</id><published>2012-01-18T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-18T17:00:07.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Play-Dough</title><content type='html'>I bought my boys some play dough a week or so ago, thinking that they will have a ton of fun playing with it and actually get into it this time.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time they played with play dough......it turned into a huge fight on who got what color, how many one another had, and each color magically disappearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this time it turned out pretty great! I got a party set, so there were several colors to chose from. At first Kylar thought it was some sort of candy even though I told them both before handing it out that it was not a snack, it was a toy. Well, one touch of his tongue to the play dough......gave a nasty look on his face and he no longer was interested until Caleb started playing with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb kept wanting to make me a birthday cake, bless his sweet little heart. We rolled dough into hot dogs, birds nest, bouncy balls, etc. We used our imagination and the kids were entertained for a good hour while I was able to accomplish some things. Yay! It's been a bit hard to keep their attention on something long enough for me to get what I need to do...done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W8Tmo4iPlOY/TxZ6RODDz4I/AAAAAAAABvs/NU1bYDB58tg/s1600/016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W8Tmo4iPlOY/TxZ6RODDz4I/AAAAAAAABvs/NU1bYDB58tg/s320/016.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He always has a messy face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dI1T0_UVYOY/TxZ6V_qooTI/AAAAAAAABv0/K7ApShiiHE4/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dI1T0_UVYOY/TxZ6V_qooTI/AAAAAAAABv0/K7ApShiiHE4/s320/017.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8sdXW50QO_4/TxZ6Z-yyjcI/AAAAAAAABv8/VUZFPGSOMVA/s1600/018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8sdXW50QO_4/TxZ6Z-yyjcI/AAAAAAAABv8/VUZFPGSOMVA/s320/018.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-3949906369946067309?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/3949906369946067309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=3949906369946067309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/3949906369946067309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/3949906369946067309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2012/01/play-dough.html' title='Play-Dough'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W8Tmo4iPlOY/TxZ6RODDz4I/AAAAAAAABvs/NU1bYDB58tg/s72-c/016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-6732974875928195449</id><published>2012-01-17T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T13:44:36.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Remote Control Toys</title><content type='html'>Caleb and Kylar received a package in the mail from my brother Nick and sister-in-law Kathleen that had their Christmas presents in them. The first thing that got Kylar excited was seeing Thomas the train wrapping paper; he loves trains! Caleb opened up his first gift and it was a remote control helicopter. He was so excited! Kylar on the other hand was having fun ripping wrapping paper. Their gifts consisted of a remote control car and helicopter, some Cars toys, legos, coloring books, crayons, and candy straws.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hSmmCqS1p_w/TxXVLdCeKLI/AAAAAAAABvI/m0NzBj8teEc/s1600/031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hSmmCqS1p_w/TxXVLdCeKLI/AAAAAAAABvI/m0NzBj8teEc/s320/031.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few days all I have heard from Caleb is, "I want to play with my helicopter." It's the first thing he even mentions to me in the mornings when he crawls into my bed. Jesse had to sit him down and tell him that the helicopter gets sleepy and needs to take a nap, so it can charge and he can play with it longer. So now Caleb will tell me that his helicopter needs a nap and he checks on it every few minutes to see if it's awake (meaning the light has gone from red to green.) It warms my heart to see him so happy. Now if only he would share with Kylar.......he won't even allow Kylar to touch it. I don't think it bothers him anyway. He has been falling asleep with the remote control car that has flashing lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7JpXQybNKyA/TxXVbc9sm1I/AAAAAAAABvQ/DgLmF8XrcZk/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7JpXQybNKyA/TxXVbc9sm1I/AAAAAAAABvQ/DgLmF8XrcZk/s320/013.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k-2n0AGadrQ/TxXVfoc13iI/AAAAAAAABvY/9BZUZXlFL-0/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k-2n0AGadrQ/TxXVfoc13iI/AAAAAAAABvY/9BZUZXlFL-0/s320/015.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday Caleb wanted to take it to my parents place to show Grandpa and Grandma his new toy. My dad flew the helicopter and thought it was pretty cool and mentioned he needs to get him one. Well, leave it to my dad to destroy the toy before Caleb did. My Dad flew it into the sick full of water and as it landed it broke off a propeller. I would have to say that Caleb was a better flyer than my Dad. I thought I was going to be coming home from work to a very sad little boy, but Grandpa went to the store and bought him a new helicopter. 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I brought my camera with the intention of taking some pictures of my sisters, niece, nephew, and mom while I visited them and I didn't do it. I took some photos using my phone, but they are just terrible quality. What is with me?! I should have taken some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XUooTQF_eFM/Tw3wss9BMtI/AAAAAAAABvA/-3KZ0MsHWV8/s1600/sisme" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XUooTQF_eFM/Tw3wss9BMtI/AAAAAAAABvA/-3KZ0MsHWV8/s320/sisme" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had a really nice trip visiting my mother and sisters. There were a few times where I had to rest for a couple of hours here and there with a heating pad, but I survived. We did plenty of shopping, eating, talking, watching movies, being lazy, cooking, etc. My little sister Lacey had a dance on Saturday so it was really nice to be apart of that and see her all dressed up. Her boyfriend is a sweet, respectful guy and it's a good thing he is good to my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jPMqnn0ULSg/TwzFnKMQSKI/AAAAAAAABug/hE7a9MMuqiU/s1600/laceysdance.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jPMqnn0ULSg/TwzFnKMQSKI/AAAAAAAABug/hE7a9MMuqiU/s320/laceysdance.jpg" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed spending some much needed time with my nephew Kayce and my niece Millie. She is 6 months old and growing fast! I loved cuddling them both and it was so cute to see Millie smile so much. Definitely wish that we lived closer. Thanks Mom for letting me come alone on a mini no kid vacation. You spoiled me! I love you a ton!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ESEk9dFkdrM/TwzIjiTpFdI/AAAAAAAABuo/3o__lxLBnjI/s1600/utahvisit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ESEk9dFkdrM/TwzIjiTpFdI/AAAAAAAABuo/3o__lxLBnjI/s320/utahvisit.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;She sure is cuddly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KXWYQmYWjIA/TwzImH6vR2I/AAAAAAAABuw/SHLGgcCqMn8/s1600/utahvisit1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KXWYQmYWjIA/TwzImH6vR2I/AAAAAAAABuw/SHLGgcCqMn8/s320/utahvisit1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My Mom and Mille.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-6196702946312013645?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/6196702946312013645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=6196702946312013645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/6196702946312013645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/6196702946312013645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2012/01/mother-and-sister-bonding.html' title='Mother and Sister Bonding'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XUooTQF_eFM/Tw3wss9BMtI/AAAAAAAABvA/-3KZ0MsHWV8/s72-c/sisme' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-2794471338548939558</id><published>2012-01-05T15:30:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T15:31:28.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kidneys</title><content type='html'>I am still trying to recover from having kidney stones and an infection. Today is actually one of my better days and it feels really good to not be in pain, laying on a heating pad for most of the day. One good thing about being sick was being able to stay home with my boys and watching How I Met Your Mother. Such a great, funny show. Other then trying to get better, we are doing good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5mfgZ8CQK6Q/TwYkV72wrjI/AAAAAAAABuU/Ewp3FM0YBR4/s1600/IMG-20120101-00647.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5mfgZ8CQK6Q/TwYkV72wrjI/AAAAAAAABuU/Ewp3FM0YBR4/s320/IMG-20120101-00647.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Not the most flattering, but they cuddled up with me and watched Snow White.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-2794471338548939558?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/2794471338548939558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=2794471338548939558' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/2794471338548939558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/2794471338548939558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2012/01/kidneys.html' title='Kidneys'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5mfgZ8CQK6Q/TwYkV72wrjI/AAAAAAAABuU/Ewp3FM0YBR4/s72-c/IMG-20120101-00647.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-3985337990098928277</id><published>2012-01-04T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T00:35:10.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Year</title><content type='html'>We said goodbye to the year 2011 and welcomed the year 2012! I am honestly happy to say adios to last year. We didn't have any major things happen, but I wouldn't say it was the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Years day I felt pretty good so I cooked a small turkey and made all the fixings to go with it, and invited my parents over for dinner. After dinner, they watched The Jungle Book 2 with the boys.....which we've been watching almost every day and sometimes twice a day. I think it's time to hide it. Later in the evening we went over to a friends house and played a fun game of Monopoly and actually finished it!!! It was a pretty good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a few things that happened this year:&lt;br /&gt;Caleb turned 3 and Kylar turned 2. (No more little babies.)&amp;nbsp;Jesse and I celebrated 5 years of marriage. I turned the BIG 25. Which I dreaded, I just felt sick about turning 25. I guess it means I am going towards 30 and I am just not ready for that. Jesse was laid off from two of his jobs, but still is staying tough and always manages to get another one. Jesse is also working towards being a licensed insurance agent! My sister Kristin welcomed a little girl into the world. The first ever grand-daughter. We had an amazing Summer with our friends and family. Caleb FINALLY got potty trained and it's been the best thing ever! Caleb also got his first cut that was deep enough to go to the emergency room. So, just a few little things, but still big enough to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't usually make New Years resolutions since I never can keep them, so I just make a list that I can look forward to accomplishing each year even if it's just checking off a few. I always try to better myself as a person, a friend, a daughter, sister, a wife, and as a mother all the time. I don't know how well I have succeeded, but I at least try. =) However, I have been thinking about the things I want to make happen this year so here is a list of a few:&lt;br /&gt;Exercise every other day on my treadmill and Wii Fit. My mission is to lose 30 lbs. and I will do it!! Give up soda, which I am going on 4 days now. Dance for a 100 days like Kirstie Alley, which you can find the article &lt;a href="http://www.people.com/people/article/0,,20557871,00.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, I will just do 30 minutes a day at home. I want to take at least one trip some where new this year as a family. I want to read at least 5 books this year, I am sure I will read more, but it's hard to find a book that really catches my attention so I am on the look out. Take more photos with my camera, take a new family photo of us, and to gather all my family and get a family photo done. I want to get more crafty and do some crafts. I have a sewing machine that hasn't left it's box. This Summer I want to go swimming more often, I can't remember the last time I have gone swimming. I would also like to take more trips to Utah to visit my mother and sisters. So those are just a few things I would like to do this year. I have plenty others that I are just mini that will be easily accomplished. My main focus is and always has been since I have become a Mother is my children. I want to be the best mother to them that I can be, I want to teach them things, and give them as much love that I am capable of giving. I want them to always feel loved and cared for. Who knows....maybe a third child could happen this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have enjoyed having a blog. It's been great to write about our memories, our adventures, and whatever else there is for me to blog about. I am grateful that we have technology like this so I can create a memory book so that I can look back on it years down the road and so my children can read about it when they get older. Thank you to my friends and family who love to read about our life. I love keeping up with all of your blogs as well.......looking forward to reading about the year 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-3985337990098928277?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/3985337990098928277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=3985337990098928277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/3985337990098928277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/3985337990098928277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year.html' title='The New Year'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-1957357740258550825</id><published>2012-01-02T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T23:46:49.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Eve</title><content type='html'>The weekend of New Years didn't go at all how I had planned it would or thought that it would in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started on Thursday, one of my days off from work. I wasn't feeling very good and had an upset stomach. Not like an upset stomach where you are nauseated or those other terrible things happen that go along with it, but just a feeling of uneasiness. Anyway, Friday morning, I woke up at 5 a.m. to my sons out in the living room discussing how the Christmas tree was gone. (It was cute and made me smile.) Jesse got out of bed to put them back to sleep and within 20 minutes I was in severe pain.&amp;nbsp;Excruciating pain in my left side. I couldn't walk, I couldn't sit, Jesse massages weren't doing anything to calm the pain down, and not even a heating pad was helping. All I could do was lay on my stomach, feeling like my spine was going to snap from how tense my body was, and hysterically crying. Jesse and I both decided that we had to go to the hospital and around this time it was about 6:30 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get to the hospital and they are starting to put my IV in so they can give me some stuff to help with the nausea and some morphine for the pain when my body decides to throw up. I knew it was going to happen and even said that I needed a pan, but they probably didn't hear me since I was really weak, and so I ended up holding out my hand. Yeah, I know, not the best story to be telling. As soon as I got the morphine, I was in such a better place. Thank goodness! They did a CT scan and saw that I had some kidney stones, an infection, a calcium deficiency, and a larger than normal cyst on one of my ovaries. Gotta love it. I don't know if any of you have had to deal with kidney stones, but I rather be in labor about to have a baby then deal with those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesse spent Friday with the boys and I spent the rest of the day in bed sleeping. New Years Eve, I spent the whole morning sleeping and in pain. I finally felt a bit better in the afternoon and didn't want the whole day to go to waste so Jesse and I decided to see a movie. I thought it would be fun to see New Years Eve since it was at the cheap seats and it would make it feel more like New Years Eve. The movie was really cute and had a ton of actors in it. After the movie, we spent some time over at Jesse's parents place visiting and then headed home where we spent the rest of the night with our friend Tyson and watching movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of these years we will get more ambitious about New Years Eve and throw a party or go to one.....and as the kids get older we will bang pots and pans outside like I did when I was kid, but until then I am okay with how we spent the holiday this year even if I wasn't feeling the best. I hope you all had a wonderful time and I wish you the best new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pWviVcOuXMI/TwKj60s5PJI/AAAAAAAABt4/FczlU2ywId0/s1600/newyearseve.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pWviVcOuXMI/TwKj60s5PJI/AAAAAAAABt4/FczlU2ywId0/s320/newyearseve.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QQfWKY9fhsk/TwKj7XJseMI/AAAAAAAABuA/UGP6NaCPn4s/s1600/newyearseve1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QQfWKY9fhsk/TwKj7XJseMI/AAAAAAAABuA/UGP6NaCPn4s/s320/newyearseve1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oKP3loojg-I/TwKj7gTFXCI/AAAAAAAABuI/H6hVTH4Ynio/s1600/newyearsevekiss.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oKP3loojg-I/TwKj7gTFXCI/AAAAAAAABuI/H6hVTH4Ynio/s320/newyearsevekiss.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Awe. Our cute New Years kiss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-1957357740258550825?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/1957357740258550825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=1957357740258550825' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/1957357740258550825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/1957357740258550825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-years-eve.html' title='New Years Eve'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pWviVcOuXMI/TwKj60s5PJI/AAAAAAAABt4/FczlU2ywId0/s72-c/newyearseve.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-4426756221258701518</id><published>2012-01-01T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T09:34:00.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Christmas this year was a pretty special day....it was a bit different than normal since it landed on a Sunday. Jesse and I usually go to the movies on Christmas, its become our thing, but we ended up seeing our movie a couple days before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to wake Caleb and Kylar up around 8 a.m Christmas morning. They are kind of late sleepers. It was precious seeing their faces when they walked into the living room and saw what Santa left for them. This year we finally got to experience their excitement. The last few years they haven't really caught on and we had to get excited for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ywbn7GxY_Ck/Tv_p7XwsN_I/AAAAAAAABqw/f51m7-Y_i9Y/s1600/Christmas2011+048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ywbn7GxY_Ck/Tv_p7XwsN_I/AAAAAAAABqw/f51m7-Y_i9Y/s320/Christmas2011+048.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9D979Wn6JIQ/Tv_p_k8AfzI/AAAAAAAABq4/g_yLkSfkEfU/s1600/Christmas2011+049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9D979Wn6JIQ/Tv_p_k8AfzI/AAAAAAAABq4/g_yLkSfkEfU/s320/Christmas2011+049.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BriHXOiDlBs/Tv_qD3A0C5I/AAAAAAAABrA/ZA9Be_tnw4k/s1600/Christmas2011+052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BriHXOiDlBs/Tv_qD3A0C5I/AAAAAAAABrA/ZA9Be_tnw4k/s320/Christmas2011+052.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MphDOXubjec/Tv_qIFxd1WI/AAAAAAAABrI/5gr5R1rR2VA/s1600/Christmas2011+053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MphDOXubjec/Tv_qIFxd1WI/AAAAAAAABrI/5gr5R1rR2VA/s320/Christmas2011+053.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gzZIxkbMV74/Tv_qMWia6EI/AAAAAAAABrQ/v6N5OmcfhXw/s1600/Christmas2011+057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gzZIxkbMV74/Tv_qMWia6EI/AAAAAAAABrQ/v6N5OmcfhXw/s320/Christmas2011+057.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MmAxQ7tQJn0/Tv_qQkupWRI/AAAAAAAABrY/aw3c9U3fnw0/s1600/Christmas2011+059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MmAxQ7tQJn0/Tv_qQkupWRI/AAAAAAAABrY/aw3c9U3fnw0/s320/Christmas2011+059.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vvFQjWU-b0U/Tv_qVE1SEpI/AAAAAAAABrg/xJvjjQ-N0gA/s1600/Christmas2011+061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vvFQjWU-b0U/Tv_qVE1SEpI/AAAAAAAABrg/xJvjjQ-N0gA/s320/Christmas2011+061.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i7OBsSR1nMw/Tv_qZgYiLTI/AAAAAAAABro/HBGpf_CaEcQ/s1600/Christmas2011+064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-i7OBsSR1nMw/Tv_qZgYiLTI/AAAAAAAABro/HBGpf_CaEcQ/s320/Christmas2011+064.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent an hour or so as a family opening up our gifts, then we got the kids in their new church clothes, and attended church with Jesse's family. Their bishop gave an amazing talk about how they are givers and receivers on Christmas. How it's important to truly understand the meaning of Christmas and how we should feel grateful for the presents that we receive. His words meant a lot to me and it's important to not get so caught up in what you are getting for Christmas and feeling disappointed when it's not something you wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2YA-V6hWho4/Tv_rMQ942zI/AAAAAAAABr0/HhmzF7PRYGw/s1600/Christmas2011+069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2YA-V6hWho4/Tv_rMQ942zI/AAAAAAAABr0/HhmzF7PRYGw/s320/Christmas2011+069.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Getting a laugh in over what was in my stocking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NeQ2SdQC8rw/Tv_rU07lsRI/AAAAAAAABsE/tCwpRi-v4VU/s1600/Christmas2011+077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NeQ2SdQC8rw/Tv_rU07lsRI/AAAAAAAABsE/tCwpRi-v4VU/s320/Christmas2011+077.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jesse's favorite gifts for Christmas. He was happy about MW3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r_0ZLSgJ8uI/Tv_rZMZHThI/AAAAAAAABsM/f_YQokmyoOw/s1600/Christmas2011+084.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r_0ZLSgJ8uI/Tv_rZMZHThI/AAAAAAAABsM/f_YQokmyoOw/s320/Christmas2011+084.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zO1a8uavy3g/Tv_rdeDTWVI/AAAAAAAABsU/gtVK_mxbCkg/s1600/Christmas2011+089.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zO1a8uavy3g/Tv_rdeDTWVI/AAAAAAAABsU/gtVK_mxbCkg/s320/Christmas2011+089.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They loved the train track.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aMYLsSIXKs0/Tv_rhS2M-XI/AAAAAAAABsc/deu_EE1okcs/s1600/Christmas2011+091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aMYLsSIXKs0/Tv_rhS2M-XI/AAAAAAAABsc/deu_EE1okcs/s320/Christmas2011+091.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Caleb in his stylish church outfit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pnacd8PfhDc/Tv_rlqE1afI/AAAAAAAABsk/Oh7BgkQUkIs/s1600/Christmas2011+093.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pnacd8PfhDc/Tv_rlqE1afI/AAAAAAAABsk/Oh7BgkQUkIs/s320/Christmas2011+093.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L1mv1juVz5I/Tv_rpfECMeI/AAAAAAAABss/JwAILO18sDE/s1600/Christmas2011+100.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L1mv1juVz5I/Tv_rpfECMeI/AAAAAAAABss/JwAILO18sDE/s320/Christmas2011+100.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Z-3v7t6XrA/Tv_rtTxkuLI/AAAAAAAABs0/c4jVRU0VtFA/s1600/Christmas2011+102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1Z-3v7t6XrA/Tv_rtTxkuLI/AAAAAAAABs0/c4jVRU0VtFA/s320/Christmas2011+102.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0PaqM2-zs2Y/Tv_rxWHdA_I/AAAAAAAABs8/BezkCVqT_To/s1600/Christmas2011+104.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0PaqM2-zs2Y/Tv_rxWHdA_I/AAAAAAAABs8/BezkCVqT_To/s320/Christmas2011+104.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JhdNRgp5Wxc/Tv_r12jOYeI/AAAAAAAABtE/5yzXvdkOoxQ/s1600/Christmas2011+113.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JhdNRgp5Wxc/Tv_r12jOYeI/AAAAAAAABtE/5yzXvdkOoxQ/s320/Christmas2011+113.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After church we went over to Jesse's parents home and opened up more gifts. It was a bit chaotic with children running all over the place and trying to get everyone their gifts, but we made it through and it was great. We had a lovely Christmas dinner that Terri cooked and we enjoyed relaxing for a few hours with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the rest of the afternoon at home where our boys played with all their new toys, Jesse played his new game Modern Warfare 3, and I took a nap on the couch. We dressed Caleb and Kylar in their Toy Story pajama's that Grandma Farrer got them for Christmas and their new socks that my mom sent them. They were so stinking cute and were having so much fun modeling for me as I took pictures so Grandma could see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jdY-V7qsC-s/Tv_sLdJ5LDI/AAAAAAAABtQ/brOdxAcZYAg/s1600/Christmas2011-cont+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jdY-V7qsC-s/Tv_sLdJ5LDI/AAAAAAAABtQ/brOdxAcZYAg/s320/Christmas2011-cont+007.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jesse gave Caleb a cool hairdo after his bath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MIFsnryF2TY/Tv_sPp3G_8I/AAAAAAAABtY/K2tuDWUcJMU/s1600/Christmas2011-cont+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MIFsnryF2TY/Tv_sPp3G_8I/AAAAAAAABtY/K2tuDWUcJMU/s320/Christmas2011-cont+009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Best smile ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a pretty good holiday this year. We are hoping that next year we will be able to spend more time with my family and not being work so much in December. We are so grateful for our little ones, our friends, and our family. We want you all to know that we love you so very much and we appreciated everything that we received for Christmas. I hope everyone had a wonderful Christmas this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Si7vIK1D3KY/Tv_scgzJd2I/AAAAAAAABtk/DpxuOzY9iL8/s1600/Christmas2011+124.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Si7vIK1D3KY/Tv_scgzJd2I/AAAAAAAABtk/DpxuOzY9iL8/s320/Christmas2011+124.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love this picture!! So precious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FBrtU4CQp-M/Tv_shOnqTnI/AAAAAAAABts/xSIBAQ0WOXY/s1600/Christmas2011+121.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FBrtU4CQp-M/Tv_shOnqTnI/AAAAAAAABts/xSIBAQ0WOXY/s320/Christmas2011+121.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kylar loved his Diego backpack. He puts it on every chance he gets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-4426756221258701518?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/4426756221258701518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=4426756221258701518' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/4426756221258701518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/4426756221258701518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2012/01/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ywbn7GxY_Ck/Tv_p7XwsN_I/AAAAAAAABqw/f51m7-Y_i9Y/s72-c/Christmas2011+048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-4361685868917121724</id><published>2011-12-31T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T12:57:20.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>My little boys and I spent the morning listening to Christmas music, watching Christmas cartoons, and making sugar cookies while their daddy was off donating plasma. I sure do love sugar cookies, but goodness...I realize why I don't bake them very often. I made the dough the night before and refrigerated it so there was less I had to do in the morning, but it still took me a good 3 hours of cutting, baking, and frosting. Caleb and Kylar were just covered in dough and flour before I even got to frosting the cookies that I put them in the bath and let them play. When Jesse got home I told him to he had to do some bonding with his wife so he had to help frost all the cookies with me and he was a better froster than I was! Adding different colors to the Santa's and reindeer....such a show off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nU8ltbg7LQs/Tv9l3jNTBuI/AAAAAAAABpI/-TBG4Ffhags/s1600/Christmas2011+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nU8ltbg7LQs/Tv9l3jNTBuI/AAAAAAAABpI/-TBG4Ffhags/s320/Christmas2011+006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy baking. It may be a lot of work at times, but it's calming and I love to give away yummy treats. I took some cookies over to my friends, to my parents, and the rest to the Farrer's. Definitely makes me feel good to brighten someones day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VZyVA_SGf_g/Tv9mDPZvv6I/AAAAAAAABpU/irchlahV40U/s1600/Christmas2011+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VZyVA_SGf_g/Tv9mDPZvv6I/AAAAAAAABpU/irchlahV40U/s320/Christmas2011+014.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kevon and little Atticus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B92lOnzY3HA/Tv9mIekUPLI/AAAAAAAABpc/sb5BSmbXai0/s1600/Christmas2011+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B92lOnzY3HA/Tv9mIekUPLI/AAAAAAAABpc/sb5BSmbXai0/s320/Christmas2011+012.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My good looking husband.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the rest of Christmas Eve, we spent it with Jesse's family and a little bit with some of my family. The boys got to open up some presents that included new church shoes, clothes, an airplane, and a hummer with a boat. Caleb and Kylar seemed to understand about Santa and Caleb kept telling me, "Mom, it's almost nine o'clock. Santa is coming!" Again with this nine o'clock thing.......They loved opening up presents and wanted to keep opening gifts. Ripping paper off things seemed to be a lot of fun for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7SmCjoGKQsg/Tv9m0cjY0-I/AAAAAAAABpo/gQU2jBwYOT8/s1600/IMG-20111224-00611.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7SmCjoGKQsg/Tv9m0cjY0-I/AAAAAAAABpo/gQU2jBwYOT8/s320/IMG-20111224-00611.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The little boys were being pulled around the house on a blanket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhaaCb9Dnrs/Tv9m0zQbkYI/AAAAAAAABpw/Wl7AX65mWBE/s1600/IMG-20111224-00618.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jhaaCb9Dnrs/Tv9m0zQbkYI/AAAAAAAABpw/Wl7AX65mWBE/s320/IMG-20111224-00618.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Grandma Angie giving the kids horse rides.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X6v3Iw9ZYFI/Tv9m1WIzgZI/AAAAAAAABp4/uZb7bCV-1ZE/s1600/IMG-20111224-00621.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-X6v3Iw9ZYFI/Tv9m1WIzgZI/AAAAAAAABp4/uZb7bCV-1ZE/s320/IMG-20111224-00621.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Opening their gifts from my parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T278aP9gxfE/Tv9m2CWRq8I/AAAAAAAABqA/d4J6qwKjEpk/s1600/IMG-20111224-00624.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-T278aP9gxfE/Tv9m2CWRq8I/AAAAAAAABqA/d4J6qwKjEpk/s320/IMG-20111224-00624.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YUFpreTfqEU/Tv9m2usUKRI/AAAAAAAABqI/s-6sncX3N54/s1600/IMG-20111224-00627.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YUFpreTfqEU/Tv9m2usUKRI/AAAAAAAABqI/s-6sncX3N54/s320/IMG-20111224-00627.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kylar's hummer with a boat. He loved it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5boghysTgi4/Tv9m3LoGgHI/AAAAAAAABqM/haZ1fpNZaZQ/s1600/IMG-20111224-00629.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5boghysTgi4/Tv9m3LoGgHI/AAAAAAAABqM/haZ1fpNZaZQ/s320/IMG-20111224-00629.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Caleb's favorite toy for Christmas. He has slept with this airplane for days now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Christmas Eve for us is better explained in the tons of pictures I took! Finally remembered to bring my nice camera and not just use the bad quality camera on my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H21-TrAkK48/Tv9o0ZqZV3I/AAAAAAAABqc/CRcx5pI76Nk/s1600/Christmas2011+045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-H21-TrAkK48/Tv9o0ZqZV3I/AAAAAAAABqc/CRcx5pI76Nk/s320/Christmas2011+045.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Getting ready for bed and he was not happy about his pajama's.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ySfzi5Fj6BI/Tv9o4QcddLI/AAAAAAAABqk/2WeanGFfv0A/s1600/Christmas2011+044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ySfzi5Fj6BI/Tv9o4QcddLI/AAAAAAAABqk/2WeanGFfv0A/s320/Christmas2011+044.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Caleb loved his Santa pajama shirt but didn't want to wear the pants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-4361685868917121724?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/4361685868917121724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=4361685868917121724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/4361685868917121724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/4361685868917121724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-eve.html' title='Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nU8ltbg7LQs/Tv9l3jNTBuI/AAAAAAAABpI/-TBG4Ffhags/s72-c/Christmas2011+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-7398049239034877782</id><published>2011-12-30T13:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T13:00:06.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Before Christmas Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LCsqsDXbsjI/Tv1Ktucbz7I/AAAAAAAABns/_S289t5Op80/s1600/Christmas2011+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LCsqsDXbsjI/Tv1Ktucbz7I/AAAAAAAABns/_S289t5Op80/s320/Christmas2011+005.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I truly enjoy the holidays just for the simple fact.....family. I love spending time with family. We all have our own things going on and weeks can go by before we even find time to visit with one another or even months before I get the time to travel to Utah to visit some of my family. I cherish the moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CiaIECbnMIU/Tv1K2efu_pI/AAAAAAAABn8/cDa7Nr36Ap4/s1600/Christmas2011+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CiaIECbnMIU/Tv1K2efu_pI/AAAAAAAABn8/cDa7Nr36Ap4/s320/Christmas2011+017.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bb2XW4ICJU0/Tv1KyEwLW8I/AAAAAAAABn0/_1F-22m_4jE/s1600/Christmas2011+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bb2XW4ICJU0/Tv1KyEwLW8I/AAAAAAAABn0/_1F-22m_4jE/s320/Christmas2011+008.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OS-VezgOjX8/Tv1K6xm9omI/AAAAAAAABoE/gpL9SsPJ3g0/s1600/Christmas2011+020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OS-VezgOjX8/Tv1K6xm9omI/AAAAAAAABoE/gpL9SsPJ3g0/s320/Christmas2011+020.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday before Christmas Eve we spent it doing just that.....spending it together and relaxing. We spent our evening at the Farrer home visiting with one another and going caroling to some of our relatives homes. Laura made cookies to drop off so we sang Jingle Bells at Jesse's grandma Saurey's home, his grandpa Farrer's wife Mary Anna's home (his grandpa has passed), his Aunt Jean's, and his Aunt Debbie's. The little Farrer boys had little red bells that Grandma Terri gave them to shake while singing Jingle Bells and listening to their little voices sing was precious. I enjoyed the caroling, but getting kids in and out of the car at each house tended to get tiring, however, I think I have mastered quickly buckling and unbuckling a child in a car seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Pziy6fp7GU/Tv1Li5N0k-I/AAAAAAAABoY/o59ue5MOZ-8/s1600/Christmas2011+026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2Pziy6fp7GU/Tv1Li5N0k-I/AAAAAAAABoY/o59ue5MOZ-8/s320/Christmas2011+026.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tVCKYrKb9qQ/Tv1KhoqjgFI/AAAAAAAABng/nsKd_pa8DC4/s1600/Christmas2011+023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tVCKYrKb9qQ/Tv1KhoqjgFI/AAAAAAAABng/nsKd_pa8DC4/s320/Christmas2011+023.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iwpnHrvvgXs/Tv1LeS8PJGI/AAAAAAAABoQ/j01Qcju3l7Q/s1600/Christmas2011+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-iwpnHrvvgXs/Tv1LeS8PJGI/AAAAAAAABoQ/j01Qcju3l7Q/s320/Christmas2011+025.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-38lolO9Q5ks/Tv1LnHBYglI/AAAAAAAABog/F-tUex6Ue_Y/s1600/Christmas2011+035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-38lolO9Q5ks/Tv1LnHBYglI/AAAAAAAABog/F-tUex6Ue_Y/s320/Christmas2011+035.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Josh gave Laura his sweater so he put on an old coat out of the closet. Very stylish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k9A4QcjDSgE/Tv1MIzT7cyI/AAAAAAAABo8/4WVVoWdwgZ8/s1600/Christmas2011+039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k9A4QcjDSgE/Tv1MIzT7cyI/AAAAAAAABo8/4WVVoWdwgZ8/s320/Christmas2011+039.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We all tried to get the kids out to play in what little snow we had. They had a good time chasing one another around the front lawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-7398049239034877782?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/7398049239034877782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=7398049239034877782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/7398049239034877782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/7398049239034877782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/12/friday-before-christmas-eve.html' title='Friday Before Christmas Eve'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LCsqsDXbsjI/Tv1Ktucbz7I/AAAAAAAABns/_S289t5Op80/s72-c/Christmas2011+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-201843934790489975</id><published>2011-12-29T21:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T21:24:21.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Date for Us</title><content type='html'>That's right....I said free date in the title of this post. I forgot about our date that we had the Thursday before Christmas so here it goes.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesse's work decided to take everyone out to lunch and a movie for Christmas. Each person got to bring someone with them and of course Jesse took me because I am his lovely wife. They got decide which movie they wanted to go to and it was between Sherlock Holmes and the new Mission Impossible: Ghost Protocol. I am so glad that everyone decided to see Sherlock Holmes. I loved the first movie and the second one was just as good! I love Robert Downey Jr. as an actor and for his character in this movie. Definitely a must see if you haven't yet. Very clever and funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the free date. Jesse had to work for a few hours in the morning and then around lunch time he came home to pick me up. We went to Idaho Falls to eat at Chuck-a-rama with everyone he worked with. I haven't been to that&amp;nbsp;restaurant for a really long time and the food was really good. Unfortunately, that morning I woke up feeling awfully sick and throwing up, so I watched what I ate and didn't eat very much. Which is a shame........no one goes to a buffet and only eats a small plate of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we all met up at the theater to see Sherlock Holmes and exchange white elephant gifts. Jesse ended up with a large pack of Christmas shot glasses which made us laugh and now we are trying to decide who we know that we can re-gift it to. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ended up being a really great time and of course I didn't take any pictures, however, I do recommend Sherlock Holmes for a date night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FyoykirAnAc/Tv0871svI4I/AAAAAAAABnU/6n67ousLot8/s1600/sherlock-holmes-a-game-of-shadows-poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FyoykirAnAc/Tv0871svI4I/AAAAAAAABnU/6n67ousLot8/s320/sherlock-holmes-a-game-of-shadows-poster.jpg" width="195" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-201843934790489975?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/201843934790489975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=201843934790489975' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/201843934790489975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/201843934790489975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/12/free-date-for-us.html' title='Free Date for Us'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FyoykirAnAc/Tv0871svI4I/AAAAAAAABnU/6n67ousLot8/s72-c/sherlock-holmes-a-game-of-shadows-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-2816429935493193773</id><published>2011-12-28T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T00:58:39.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homemade Christmas Ornaments</title><content type='html'>I had been wanting to do some fun things with my sons before Christmas approached and finally had some days off from work so our first activity that I had been wanting to do was to make homemade Christmas ornaments. I found a recipe found on &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/183029172325716746/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; on Pinterest. Absolutely love this website!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mQOiT_Xsl8Y/TvrLYy9fzWI/AAAAAAAABm0/Wuyu7jIM48E/s1600/IMG-20111222-00588.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mQOiT_Xsl8Y/TvrLYy9fzWI/AAAAAAAABm0/Wuyu7jIM48E/s320/IMG-20111222-00588.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zfxdU409vOI/TvrLZUkoW_I/AAAAAAAABm8/7u6li47Oiu0/s1600/IMG-20111222-00591.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zfxdU409vOI/TvrLZUkoW_I/AAAAAAAABm8/7u6li47Oiu0/s320/IMG-20111222-00591.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys were really excited which got me excited. I have tried to do so many things that I think are going to be so much fun and they end up being a disaster. Not this time. It went well. They had their own cookie cutters and cut out their own ornaments. I definitely needed to get their hand prints on an ornament to hang on the tree. I thought it would be really cute and sentimental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-08Kbg3n2_d0/TvrLNiJrSoI/AAAAAAAABmY/qC0tr2jblQQ/s1600/IMG-20111222-00589.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-08Kbg3n2_d0/TvrLNiJrSoI/AAAAAAAABmY/qC0tr2jblQQ/s320/IMG-20111222-00589.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I definitely recommend making homemade ornaments, they turned out cute, and I used some of the ornaments for cute decoration for some gifts. I have a few other ideas on ornaments so I am looking forward to next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tUMNbgdid-8/TvrLmM5YVuI/AAAAAAAABnI/muPZe5CJXSA/s1600/IMG-20111222-00592.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tUMNbgdid-8/TvrLmM5YVuI/AAAAAAAABnI/muPZe5CJXSA/s320/IMG-20111222-00592.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-2816429935493193773?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/2816429935493193773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=2816429935493193773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/2816429935493193773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/2816429935493193773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/12/homemade-christmas-ornaments.html' title='Homemade Christmas Ornaments'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mQOiT_Xsl8Y/TvrLYy9fzWI/AAAAAAAABm0/Wuyu7jIM48E/s72-c/IMG-20111222-00588.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-2973084191869406017</id><published>2011-12-21T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T12:44:45.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesse's Work Gift</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I get a text from Jesse showing me a picture of a gift he received for Christmas from a guy at work. They had a Christmas party for work at one of his co-workers home on Saturday, but Jesse didn't go. He decided that it would be best if he went Christmas shopping instead since he hadn't even started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Monday at work the guy who drew his name gave him this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1ze6dhelXZc/TvI2ODGfmZI/AAAAAAAABl8/wdPxazFoOYM/s1600/1220111029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1ze6dhelXZc/TvI2ODGfmZI/AAAAAAAABl8/wdPxazFoOYM/s320/1220111029.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This made him happy. He loves National Lampoon movies especially Christmas Vacation, which is a classic! I love how easily satisfied my husband is and how the little things make him smile.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-2973084191869406017?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/2973084191869406017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=2973084191869406017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/2973084191869406017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/2973084191869406017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/12/jesses-work-gift.html' title='Jesse&apos;s Work Gift'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1ze6dhelXZc/TvI2ODGfmZI/AAAAAAAABl8/wdPxazFoOYM/s72-c/1220111029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-1539213827176753837</id><published>2011-12-20T12:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T12:02:38.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Museum of Idaho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9BRDOTvf8qQ/TvDbAXwg-3I/AAAAAAAABl0/L6b6fzHxJv4/s1600/IMG-20111212-00581.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9BRDOTvf8qQ/TvDbAXwg-3I/AAAAAAAABl0/L6b6fzHxJv4/s320/IMG-20111212-00581.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Jesse and I took our little ones to the Museum of Idaho for their Christmas theme. I figured why not, it's free admission and it would hopefully get us in the Christmas spirit. The both of us have been working non-stop since Thanksgiving, so we really haven't had any time for Christmas. Kind of a bummer, but what can you do. Anyway, the night that we went to the museum they had groups of choirs singing and they all sounded amazing. Sort of took me back to the good ol' days of high school when I was in choir. I thought they had some neat nativity scenes and cool old fashioned toys. Caleb and Kylar didn't care for any of it and behaved poorly through the whole thing so we browsed quickly and left early. The only thing that caught their attention and they enjoyed was the gingerbread house when you first walk through the doors. I guess they are not quite there yet to do activities such as this. Well as for the pictures I took, as usual I forgot my nice camera and had to take pictures on my phone which the quality is awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fy2Usi2-sww/TvDa-SRp7uI/AAAAAAAABlc/st-JYU60pWg/s1600/IMG-20111212-00577.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fy2Usi2-sww/TvDa-SRp7uI/AAAAAAAABlc/st-JYU60pWg/s320/IMG-20111212-00577.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The gingerbread house they liked to play in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7o-QIEymUM4/TvDa8lzFcVI/AAAAAAAABlM/3VBexL_X2Mc/s1600/IMG-20111212-00574.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7o-QIEymUM4/TvDa8lzFcVI/AAAAAAAABlM/3VBexL_X2Mc/s320/IMG-20111212-00574.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cool gingerbread house that was made.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_65XsZFAYUc/TvDa73daHRI/AAAAAAAABlE/CeaF1B4FbA4/s1600/IMG-20111212-00572.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_65XsZFAYUc/TvDa73daHRI/AAAAAAAABlE/CeaF1B4FbA4/s320/IMG-20111212-00572.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of the nativities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ow-NrWOiM8U/TvDa9RqL0KI/AAAAAAAABlU/6WotXicAghY/s1600/IMG-20111212-00576.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ow-NrWOiM8U/TvDa9RqL0KI/AAAAAAAABlU/6WotXicAghY/s320/IMG-20111212-00576.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The boys went crazy over these..They wanted to ride them really bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I finally got all my Christmas shopping done last Friday night after work. My friends Daniel and Jacob met me in Idaho Falls and followed me around as I shopped and then we went to dinner at Buffalo Wild Wings. It was amazing food or it could be that I was extremely hungry and tired from work, either way....yum! I am getting excited for Christmas, can't wait to be with family and see my little boys open their gifts. Caleb keeps telling me that Santa is coming and when he wants to open a present he will say, "Mom, it's almost 9 o'clock, Santa is coming with my present." LOL. He cracks me up. He has a thing with the time 9 o'clock. Everything is 9, "Mom, it's almost 9 o'clock, I need bath" "Mom, it's 9 o'clock, I need to go to bed" even though it's not even 7 pm. What a character. I truly enjoy listening to everything he says and each day I am amazed at what new things he has come up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-43dJQtpO5cQ/TvDa-wUZJgI/AAAAAAAABlk/Jzfr27QdTYs/s1600/IMG-20111212-00578.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-43dJQtpO5cQ/TvDa-wUZJgI/AAAAAAAABlk/Jzfr27QdTYs/s320/IMG-20111212-00578.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jesse and Ky...They both look so thrilled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h9qN4kvsM_I/TvDa_mG1R_I/AAAAAAAABls/j0fjXp5d_pA/s1600/IMG-20111212-00579.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h9qN4kvsM_I/TvDa_mG1R_I/AAAAAAAABls/j0fjXp5d_pA/s320/IMG-20111212-00579.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Such a cute picture...to bad its blurry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all have a wonderful holiday and hope that we all remember the true meaning of Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-1539213827176753837?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/1539213827176753837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=1539213827176753837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/1539213827176753837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/1539213827176753837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/12/museum-of-idaho.html' title='Museum of Idaho'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9BRDOTvf8qQ/TvDbAXwg-3I/AAAAAAAABl0/L6b6fzHxJv4/s72-c/IMG-20111212-00581.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-3076065815317442349</id><published>2011-12-10T12:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T12:53:00.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Video Memory: Brothers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-978e94f3ed2db65d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D978e94f3ed2db65d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330368171%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5BCC8DFC82C2C9E0A9CD3442395DB2DD39A02C54.318AC431FC4E0D2F4863F95AB5B19E91AF22816C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D978e94f3ed2db65d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBmTW_frTov1UNVrBbyu7TYbWyoM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v8.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D978e94f3ed2db65d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330368171%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5BCC8DFC82C2C9E0A9CD3442395DB2DD39A02C54.318AC431FC4E0D2F4863F95AB5B19E91AF22816C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D978e94f3ed2db65d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DBmTW_frTov1UNVrBbyu7TYbWyoM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This is so precious. They are still so cute together!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-3076065815317442349?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/3076065815317442349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=3076065815317442349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/3076065815317442349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/3076065815317442349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/12/video-memory-brothers.html' title='Video Memory: Brothers'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-7057449865932386832</id><published>2011-12-08T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T19:09:29.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Partners in Crime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q3mosjqz90I/TuFtk5Te84I/AAAAAAAABk0/XSlbUiMVWHw/s1600/partnersincrime.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q3mosjqz90I/TuFtk5Te84I/AAAAAAAABk0/XSlbUiMVWHw/s320/partnersincrime.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our boys are partners in crime.....always causing havoc together. It has now come to the time where Caleb is getting Kylar to do things for him. I don't know what Caleb's fascination is lately, but he keeps getting into the silverware drawer and grabbing the butter knives. I've had many talks with him on the importance of how dangerous any knife can be, but I think it went over his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, he got in trouble for playing with one so instead of going to the drawer himself he was telling Kylar to do it. It went sort of like this: Caleb sitting on the couch and shouting to Kylar, "Kywer, go get me fork. In the drawer Kywer. Peeeeaaase." Kylar, "Fork? Okay." So Kylar starts walking over to the kitchen drawer and walks past it since he isn't sure which one it is exactly so Caleb shouts, "No, Kywer" while pointing at the drawer, "over there!!" Anyway, what a little stinker!! Oh, and now everything is Kylar's fault, Kylar did it, Kylar broke it, Kylar took it, etc. LOL. Boy, do I have LOTS to look forward to as they get older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that happened the other day that was so precious to hear. I bought new curtain rods for their bedroom windows so I can hang up energy efficient curtains and I should have bought better quality rods...they have bent them horribly bad by pulling on the curtains so I got a bit upset when I had to go in the room for millionth time (a little excessive, but I had to fix them SO many times) to pick the curtains up and bend the rod back. So I paddled Kylar's bum and lectured him on the curtains. Caleb walks over to Kylar and gives him a hug. Then he looks at me and says, "Mom! Don't hurt him. He is my best friend!" so now I hear all the time that Kylar is Caleb's best friend. How cute is this?! I love that he feels that way about his little brother, they are going to have a great bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rk__f2RmNro/TuFtm5Ip9dI/AAAAAAAABk8/jbxt8bAxQC0/s1600/partnersincrime1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Rk__f2RmNro/TuFtm5Ip9dI/AAAAAAAABk8/jbxt8bAxQC0/s320/partnersincrime1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-7057449865932386832?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/7057449865932386832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=7057449865932386832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/7057449865932386832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/7057449865932386832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/12/partners-in-crime.html' title='Partners in Crime'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-q3mosjqz90I/TuFtk5Te84I/AAAAAAAABk0/XSlbUiMVWHw/s72-c/partnersincrime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-5602582826881180090</id><published>2011-12-07T12:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T12:50:22.858-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Video Memory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e8509d59acd0d684" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De8509d59acd0d684%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330368171%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D69F6BFF5E746F8D77346E92D99A6FAB198FFEB41.6A1488C07E3A800B1A696AA50169468B4725B434%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De8509d59acd0d684%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUl7siWyiC1X6ap710Z76rl9kewk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De8509d59acd0d684%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330368171%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D69F6BFF5E746F8D77346E92D99A6FAB198FFEB41.6A1488C07E3A800B1A696AA50169468B4725B434%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De8509d59acd0d684%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUl7siWyiC1X6ap710Z76rl9kewk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is a video of Caleb when he was close to a year old with his cousin Harrison. Caleb wanted to play with Harrison really bad so he kept following him around and attacking him. They were and are still the funniest little boys together. I sure do miss them being so little!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9475da429ed4d603" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9475da429ed4d603%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330368171%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D410CD57129329EA7639A190F7B6E2901B675A915.762CCA61241C72C6351BB7467F0FFEFBC48452F1%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9475da429ed4d603%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsuBWBeA3gGdCwfNvTZiBvVvpfXk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9475da429ed4d603%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330368171%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D410CD57129329EA7639A190F7B6E2901B675A915.762CCA61241C72C6351BB7467F0FFEFBC48452F1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9475da429ed4d603%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DsuBWBeA3gGdCwfNvTZiBvVvpfXk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-5602582826881180090?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/5602582826881180090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=5602582826881180090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/5602582826881180090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/5602582826881180090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/12/video-memory.html' title='Video Memory'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-4563691011868410889</id><published>2011-12-06T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T10:00:02.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>December is Here Again.......</title><content type='html'>December is here and it comes fast. If I could I would move to a warm state. I really don't like the cold. I wish I could choose cold, but no snow or warm weather with snow so I can still snowboard. However, I know that neither of those would work. It seems like it takes me awhile to get ready for Christmas, to even get in the spirit of Christmas. I am always a late Christmas shopper even though every year I say that I am going to buy Christmas presents WAY early so when December comes I dont have to do a thing, but decorate and enjoy the season. Ya, never happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the thing that I love the most is watching my boys enjoy Christmas. Jesse and I took the boys to his parents house so they could spend time with Grandma and Grandpa while we do some Christmas shopping. It was a really good time out with each other. It seems a lot lately that the only day we have together is Sunday's and those are usually filled with other things. These holiday hours at work are killing me. It's exhausting to deal with holiday shoppers, so demanding, always wanting a good deal even if the things are already at a good price, they want more taken off. They are rude, ungrateful, and true pains. So I am looking forward to January when things get back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to our date night, Jesse and I did some shopping and decided to eat dinner at JB's in town. We were discussing where we should go and drove by the&amp;nbsp;restaurant&amp;nbsp;and realized we NEVER eat there or think to eat there. It actually was good food and we had a wonderful time. While we were out, Caleb and Kylar made Christmas trains out of candy with Grandma and they were so cute!! I was a bit sad that I wasn't there to take pictures of them making them and seeing their cute happy faces while they made them, but they were excited to show me the final product. Here are pictures of their final product:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XbA6sL_aYr8/Ttx6zB6mznI/AAAAAAAABkY/15V9ptSxHFo/s1600/christmastrain.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XbA6sL_aYr8/Ttx6zB6mznI/AAAAAAAABkY/15V9ptSxHFo/s320/christmastrain.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Caleb's train.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wQw9Jjfb1WY/Ttx60X9WV_I/AAAAAAAABkg/nLIGCMAOU-o/s1600/christmastrain1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wQw9Jjfb1WY/Ttx60X9WV_I/AAAAAAAABkg/nLIGCMAOU-o/s320/christmastrain1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kylar's train.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-4563691011868410889?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/4563691011868410889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=4563691011868410889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/4563691011868410889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/4563691011868410889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/12/december-is-here-again.html' title='December is Here Again.......'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XbA6sL_aYr8/Ttx6zB6mznI/AAAAAAAABkY/15V9ptSxHFo/s72-c/christmastrain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-9133686977139302196</id><published>2011-12-05T00:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T00:46:27.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost Videos</title><content type='html'>I was looking through photos and decided that I would click on my video folder. I spent hours watching video after video of our little boys. I definitely miss them as babies. Time really does fly by quickly and we do need to cherish every moment, but there can be so many that we may tend to forget some of them. So I am glad that I have recorded some of the moments even if some of them are only 30 seconds long thanks to my cell phone video time span.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-92f1fb2ae013e050" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D92f1fb2ae013e050%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330368171%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D55F371D9026C2A778855E3839AC99295B580ACD5.68B4C085D8C37F222FC3FEE83D63777B81E71692%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D92f1fb2ae013e050%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSZtPMPop3aGWvjoJcEtvhYtOESk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D92f1fb2ae013e050%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330368171%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D55F371D9026C2A778855E3839AC99295B580ACD5.68B4C085D8C37F222FC3FEE83D63777B81E71692%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D92f1fb2ae013e050%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DSZtPMPop3aGWvjoJcEtvhYtOESk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This one is of Caleb banging on Jesse's parents washer.....we laugh when we watch it, but it's still a "oh how sad." LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-9133686977139302196?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/9133686977139302196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=9133686977139302196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/9133686977139302196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/9133686977139302196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/12/lost-videos.html' title='Lost Videos'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-1705758749824123010</id><published>2011-11-29T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T12:05:20.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2011 Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>This year we had a relaxed, small family gathering. We weren't able to go to Utah to have Thanksgiving with my mom and sisters due to work. (of course) So we spent our holiday with Jesse's parents while Jesse's older brothers were busy with their in-laws. It was a very relaxing day and the boys had a really good time at Grandma and Grandpa's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jKgsoPNIQJQ/TtUsA0Z1mCI/AAAAAAAABjo/sLcf2q5dTiQ/s1600/IMG-20111124-00539.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jKgsoPNIQJQ/TtUsA0Z1mCI/AAAAAAAABjo/sLcf2q5dTiQ/s320/IMG-20111124-00539.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The boys love playing the piano with Grandma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UtxwQgpExW0/TtUsHskgYHI/AAAAAAAABkA/BT1LiCu6Hjo/s1600/IMG-20111124-00542.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UtxwQgpExW0/TtUsHskgYHI/AAAAAAAABkA/BT1LiCu6Hjo/s320/IMG-20111124-00542.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kylar passed out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started the day off sleeping in and being lazy. The only things I had to cook was the stuffing and then bring olives and cranberry sauce. I also made yams for the first time, only because I've had a craving for them since last years Thanksgiving. I am half and half on yams...I love the sweetness of the dish, but I only can handle a scoop of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PGiUJrCriwk/TtUr61dcGAI/AAAAAAAABjg/McErSbKF7Og/s1600/Thanksgiving2011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PGiUJrCriwk/TtUr61dcGAI/AAAAAAAABjg/McErSbKF7Og/s320/Thanksgiving2011.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Caleb helping Grandma and Grandpa with Mad Gab.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SvHJHI9-3N8/TtUsIRVLdKI/AAAAAAAABkI/QrntlXVtbz8/s1600/IMG-20111124-00544.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SvHJHI9-3N8/TtUsIRVLdKI/AAAAAAAABkI/QrntlXVtbz8/s320/IMG-20111124-00544.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Caleb wanted to read a book.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meal was fabulous! My mother-in-law is a wonderful cook........it may just be me, but cooking the food takes a good amount of time and then eating it takes maybe 15 minutes at most. It kind of seems like a waste, if thats how to explain what I am thinking. It almost seems like we need to procrastinate on eating it so that we may truly enjoy the love and hard work we put into making a great meal. If this makes any sense to those of you who are reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yxWvp_Le_Ys/TtUsGfZz98I/AAAAAAAABjw/LhABFcjtGNs/s1600/IMG-20111124-00538.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yxWvp_Le_Ys/TtUsGfZz98I/AAAAAAAABjw/LhABFcjtGNs/s320/IMG-20111124-00538.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jesse took his Thanksgiving nap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B_1iL4UQiGs/TtUsGv_IKNI/AAAAAAAABj4/2e9Ae2xKC1E/s1600/IMG-20111124-00541.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B_1iL4UQiGs/TtUsGv_IKNI/AAAAAAAABj4/2e9Ae2xKC1E/s320/IMG-20111124-00541.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Zach and Tara playing Mad Gab with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended the night with my in-laws by playing a couple of games of Mad Gab, which is a game I truly enjoy playing and having some pie. After that we had some friends come over and watch a movie while eating "leftovers." Now Thanksgiving isn't just about the food and it's not the only reason why I love Thanksgiving......I love this holiday, mainly because it's a day that family comes together. It's a great day to feel the love of family and to appreciate our importance to one another. I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RKkij3w9qmw/TtUsI76I1CI/AAAAAAAABkQ/jzmtJCnY904/s1600/IMG-20111126-00553.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RKkij3w9qmw/TtUsI76I1CI/AAAAAAAABkQ/jzmtJCnY904/s320/IMG-20111126-00553.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I love cuddling with my little ones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-1705758749824123010?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/1705758749824123010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=1705758749824123010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/1705758749824123010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/1705758749824123010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/11/2011-thanksgiving.html' title='2011 Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jKgsoPNIQJQ/TtUsA0Z1mCI/AAAAAAAABjo/sLcf2q5dTiQ/s72-c/IMG-20111124-00539.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-7787024055931153606</id><published>2011-11-23T22:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T23:04:07.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Artists</title><content type='html'>I had quite the day, Tuesday. I woke up with an awful headache which caused me to have blurry vision. I needed to rest badly, but wasn't successful at all. I had two little boys running around crazy and constantly nagging at me for things. I have also been potty training a child so I had to take him to the restroom quite a bit and wash tons of underwear. This headache also made me&amp;nbsp;nauseous that I ended up throwing up. It was a pretty bad one. Blah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I must have fell asleep for a little bit because I couldnt hear any little boys playing and their bedroom door was shut. I went to check on them and noticed there was blue crayon on the door so I opened the bedroom door both boys were sitting on a bed looking at me like they had done something. I look up on the wall behind them and see more blue crayon and some red. I am staring at it thinking, "Okay, I can handle this. Easy to deal with." Then I look around the room and there was blue and red crayon on every wall in their room and closet doors. Not a little, A LOT! It took so much for me not to freak out.....I was in pain and now I had to clean up a mess. It took me over an hour &amp;nbsp;to scrub the walls and when I was finished, my arm was in pain due to how hard I had to scrub the walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5k_HWafGH4A/Ts3dM8bkS5I/AAAAAAAABi4/GP-7FOJ94x8/s1600/artwork" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5k_HWafGH4A/Ts3dM8bkS5I/AAAAAAAABi4/GP-7FOJ94x8/s320/artwork" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rKou35y-KVY/Ts3dOoFvtMI/AAAAAAAABjA/c_N2LQdR9xM/s1600/artwork2" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rKou35y-KVY/Ts3dOoFvtMI/AAAAAAAABjA/c_N2LQdR9xM/s320/artwork2" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really is hard sometimes not to go crazy being a parent. I seriously have learned that I have to go put myself in a room for a few minutes and take a deep breath. Bless their little hearts, I know they are children, and may not understand what it is that they are doing or how it will effect others, but oh my.............Tuesday definitely was a breakdown and cry day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It did end up getting better, Jesse got home from work with spicy tuna rolls (love..love..love) and took over so I could rest. The migraine died down so all I had to deal with was being sleepy. Then our good friend Tyson came over with my friend from work, Kirstin, (I am trying to be cupid and hook them up), and our friend Dan to play some board games and we played a new one that I've never played before, but really enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-7787024055931153606?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/7787024055931153606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=7787024055931153606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/7787024055931153606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/7787024055931153606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/11/little-artists.html' title='Little Artists'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5k_HWafGH4A/Ts3dM8bkS5I/AAAAAAAABi4/GP-7FOJ94x8/s72-c/artwork' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-6034350510065458962</id><published>2011-11-22T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T00:56:43.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Thankful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2wgvJuR8nQg/TstT9ZbaH4I/AAAAAAAABiw/Ns7sDIP4lRs/s1600/being_thankful_card.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2wgvJuR8nQg/TstT9ZbaH4I/AAAAAAAABiw/Ns7sDIP4lRs/s320/being_thankful_card.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been reading a lot of messages from people on Facebook and their blogs about the things that they are thankful for and it made me think of what it is I am thankful for now and what I have been thankful for the last year or more. I honestly have so many things to be thankful for, but for some reason yesterday I couldn't think of any or maybe I just didn't know how I wanted to say them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight, as I was laying next to Caleb in his bed to help him fall asleep...I felt so much love and calmness. It was a rush of happiness and that is one thing that I am thankful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for my sons. I am so thankful to be a Mom and to be called one. I enjoy every minute of it, even when I am dead tired, no patience, and ready to scream.&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for my parents who are always there for me and who remind me everyday that I am loved. My mom has always been so supportive, loving, full of wisdom, kindness, triumph.........etc. etc. (This list could go on and on.) She is an amazing woman and a good role model.&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful for my brother and my two sisters especially my sister Kristin who is my best friend. It's very rare if there is day that I haven't talk to her. She means the world to me and I am so thankful that I get to call her my sister.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my husband who loves me everyday and makes me feel like I can accomplish anything. I love his smile, his kindness, his love, optimism, and definitely his hugs.&lt;br /&gt;I am SO thankful to be apart of such an incredible family....The Farrer's. They are such an amazing family and give me so much inspiration. I hope to have a relationship with Jesse that Jesse's parents have with one another and a relationship with my sons like my mother-in-law has with her sons. I hope to be just as church oriented as they are and to have a testimony just as strong as they all do.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful to be able to have a job that I enjoy going to and one where I like the people I work with. I am grateful that I can work a few days and still be at home with my kids most of the week.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful to have such wonderful grandparents especially my Grandpa Gene who passed away many years ago. He is and was the ABSOLUTE greatest! When we were little, he would pick us up and take us to the candy store. He would tell us that we could pick anything that we wanted and as much as we wanted. Some times he would even slide us some money and tell us not to tell our parents which of course they knew what he was doing. This wasn't little cash either, it was a 10 dollar bill or a 20. (What kind of grandpa does that? A fun one!) I have so much love for him and I miss him every day.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful to have a home, to have a vehicle, to have money to pay bills, and to have groceries in my fridge. I am thankful for the clear skies, the sun shining, birds chirping, trees swaying as the wind is blowing, and the sound of water.&lt;br /&gt;One last thing..........I am so thankful for THANKSGIVING. One of the best holidays! The food is the GREATEST and it's a great day to spend with family!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are SO many things to be thankful for and I try not to take anything for granted. Life isn't always a breeze and most of the time it tends to be rough, but there is always hope for something great to come along and I am lucky enough to say "there is always tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all a happy Thanksgiving!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-6034350510065458962?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/6034350510065458962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=6034350510065458962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/6034350510065458962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/6034350510065458962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/11/being-thankful.html' title='Being Thankful'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2wgvJuR8nQg/TstT9ZbaH4I/AAAAAAAABiw/Ns7sDIP4lRs/s72-c/being_thankful_card.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-2350726748933780905</id><published>2011-11-21T00:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T00:25:59.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking Dawn Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fp2EO88iyf0/Tsn87MDpFyI/AAAAAAAABio/P4luiVnklY8/s1600/breaking-dawn-poster_428x633.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fp2EO88iyf0/Tsn87MDpFyI/AAAAAAAABio/P4luiVnklY8/s320/breaking-dawn-poster_428x633.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my girl friends bought us midnight showtime tickets to see Breaking Dawn. This was our third time going to a Twilight midnight showing and it was just as fun as the other ones. However, I feel really old when I am at these things.....for reasons such as: there are &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;TONS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;of women at these things who are excited, loud, and even one girl kissed the poster on the wall as we were waiting to go in. I am calm and usually really tired, wishing that I was at home in bed. Especially this one since I had to be up at 7 am for work and I got home after 2:30 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJTOjiKAUpA/Tsn85jBOPlI/AAAAAAAABig/kc9h27g9BMQ/s1600/rob-bell.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="207" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJTOjiKAUpA/Tsn85jBOPlI/AAAAAAAABig/kc9h27g9BMQ/s320/rob-bell.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, we got us some pizza for a killer deal since my friend works at the movie theater and we bowled a couple of games for &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;FREE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! It was really fun and the movie was &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;FABULOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! Definitely different then the other three and it seemed to be a bit more mature than the others which was nice. I wouldn't say it was my favorite Twilight movie since I didn't really enjoy the Breaking Dawn book like I did Twilight, Eclipse, and New Moon, but of course I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAN'T&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wait to see the last installment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-2350726748933780905?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/2350726748933780905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=2350726748933780905' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/2350726748933780905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/2350726748933780905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/11/breaking-dawn-part-i.html' title='Breaking Dawn Part I'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fp2EO88iyf0/Tsn87MDpFyI/AAAAAAAABio/P4luiVnklY8/s72-c/breaking-dawn-poster_428x633.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-3792651234091893626</id><published>2011-11-17T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T10:21:00.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e0pYFtszquE/TsSbj_2WiYI/AAAAAAAABiQ/GOwK23SfrdY/s1600/In+time.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e0pYFtszquE/TsSbj_2WiYI/AAAAAAAABiQ/GOwK23SfrdY/s320/In+time.jpg" width="223" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesse and I have a pretty amazing friend that we've known for a very long time......Tyson Francis. He is witty. He is funny. He is smart and he is kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week he texted me to ask if I would be okay with him taking Jesse out to a movie. So they went to see The Three Musketeers...........got to love some bromance. LOL. When they got back home, Tyson felt bad for leaving me behind, so he took me out to a movie this week to see In Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you other parents out there, but when there is a chance to go out...I get WAY excited. It's not often these days that Jesse and I have the time to go on a date together, let alone go out with some friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So......THANK YOU to my husband for allowing to go out with another man and THANK YOU to our good friend Tyson for being so kind and taking this little mama out to the movies to get some "away" time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-3792651234091893626?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/3792651234091893626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=3792651234091893626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/3792651234091893626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/3792651234091893626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/11/in-time.html' title='In Time'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e0pYFtszquE/TsSbj_2WiYI/AAAAAAAABiQ/GOwK23SfrdY/s72-c/In+time.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-5663010740797715224</id><published>2011-11-16T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T11:57:51.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisterly Love</title><content type='html'>My younger sister, Kristin, was finally able to come to Idaho and visit. I truly wish weekends were so much longer. Time goes by so quickly. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Grrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; However, I enjoyed every minute of my time with her, my niece Millie, and my nephew Kayce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the weekend enjoying our time together by going to a few a stores in town that I haven't gotten around to checking out in Hemming Village. We took our little ones to McDonald's to play. Went to the movies with our friends to see Immortals and ran into more of our friends at the movie theater which was fabulous. Then ended our Saturday night at our home with a small group of friends laughing the night away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3JcSGHP77FM/TsQGxsbf5hI/AAAAAAAABhw/WFjP09CcEtU/s1600/November.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3JcSGHP77FM/TsQGxsbf5hI/AAAAAAAABhw/WFjP09CcEtU/s320/November.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have such an amazing family and amazing friends. I have a great friendship with my sister and I love her so much. If I ever need someone to confide in, she is my go to person. If I could, I would move to where she lives and be neighbors every where she goes. I can't say that her and I have always had the best relationship when we were younger since we fought a lot and always tattled on one another, but I am so grateful for who we have become now. I am so proud of who she has become and I &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ABSOLUTELY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; adore her children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sZQx61EAXS4/TsQGzFkmgOI/AAAAAAAABh0/35G5e5DPxew/s1600/November1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sZQx61EAXS4/TsQGzFkmgOI/AAAAAAAABh0/35G5e5DPxew/s320/November1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zNX4wDXcfZQ/TsQHY82164I/AAAAAAAABiI/k-Q6HA3ZtfM/s1600/1112111721a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zNX4wDXcfZQ/TsQHY82164I/AAAAAAAABiI/k-Q6HA3ZtfM/s320/1112111721a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am now back to missing her and her two little ones. I am even missing my brother-in-law Kelly, even though his mission when he visits is to tease me about everything. It is true about the saying, "Family is Forever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-5663010740797715224?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/5663010740797715224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=5663010740797715224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/5663010740797715224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/5663010740797715224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/11/sisterly-love.html' title='Sisterly Love'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3JcSGHP77FM/TsQGxsbf5hI/AAAAAAAABhw/WFjP09CcEtU/s72-c/November.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-3827963709297983575</id><published>2011-11-13T15:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T15:45:25.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Sunday Drive.....Forever Ago</title><content type='html'>As I was going through my phone the other day, I realized that I hadn't even posted about a Sunday drive that Jesse and I took a month or so ago. We always tend to drive to the same places which tends to get boring after a while, so we decided to drive towards Jackson, Wyoming and pulled off where one rest stop is. I can't remember the name of it, but it has a gorgeous view of the river. As I was looking at the pictures that I took, it saddened me. Winter is here, most leaves have fallen to the ground, and its extremely cold, so no more warm, Summer/Fall drives. What a bummer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uz97-v0EPBU/TsBIE-8EqxI/AAAAAAAABhM/Pk1KIsIsaO4/s1600/scenerydrive.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="336" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uz97-v0EPBU/TsBIE-8EqxI/AAAAAAAABhM/Pk1KIsIsaO4/s400/scenerydrive.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am definitely not a fan of Winter, I want to be able to walk outside and feel warmth hit my body and enjoy more outdoor activities. I want to be able to be working out in my yard planting flowers and watching the sun go down. Whereas, Winter I tend to stay inside (of course) and I HATE driving in the snow! I feel like Winter is just one big blur of a season since I really don't seem to do as much and it's cramming in a few holidays. However, there will be snowboarding this year and taking the kids sledding a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-90HoaV8X8aY/TsBIOVrCBnI/AAAAAAAABhU/jIRgyVrOfTo/s1600/scenerydrive1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-90HoaV8X8aY/TsBIOVrCBnI/AAAAAAAABhU/jIRgyVrOfTo/s640/scenerydrive1.jpg" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let's hope for a good Winter, but let's hope it doesn't stay very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1XH5d-iQaTM/TsBIU_OvanI/AAAAAAAABhc/UyFy1Ozj2_Y/s1600/scenerydrive2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="182" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1XH5d-iQaTM/TsBIU_OvanI/AAAAAAAABhc/UyFy1Ozj2_Y/s400/scenerydrive2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-3827963709297983575?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/3827963709297983575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=3827963709297983575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/3827963709297983575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/3827963709297983575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/11/sunday-driveforever-ago.html' title='A Sunday Drive.....Forever Ago'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Uz97-v0EPBU/TsBIE-8EqxI/AAAAAAAABhM/Pk1KIsIsaO4/s72-c/scenerydrive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-3725650510839067793</id><published>2011-11-07T23:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T23:30:24.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Kylar</title><content type='html'>Kylar sure loves his naps and when he doesn't get them he gets pretty cranky. I am feeling those days are numbered, however. Ever since he has been in a big boy bed, he will no longer feel comfortable enough to take his naps which is a bummer since I miss my "me" time. I have been tempted several times to get his crib back out so that I can get some alone time during the day again. Caleb hasn't wanted naps for a long time now and the only way he will take one is if he didn't get enough sleep during the night or has played hard. Anyway, lately Kylar will cuddle with me in our rocking chair and pass out, then I will lay him in the chair and he will sleep for an hour or so. I may not get alone time, but I sure love getting in some cuddle time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gdP7Ny0MYt4/TrjMJbqHMlI/AAAAAAAABg0/QPthgRvYYtA/s1600/IMG-20111024-00462.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gdP7Ny0MYt4/TrjMJbqHMlI/AAAAAAAABg0/QPthgRvYYtA/s320/IMG-20111024-00462.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GQocYz1A6PY/TrjMJurB6zI/AAAAAAAABg8/3SG6sYkYjeY/s1600/IMG-20111025-00464.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GQocYz1A6PY/TrjMJurB6zI/AAAAAAAABg8/3SG6sYkYjeY/s320/IMG-20111025-00464.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oL2MQbFBcsM/TrjMKIs2p6I/AAAAAAAABhE/M1U3ZlFojmo/s1600/IMG-20111025-00465.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oL2MQbFBcsM/TrjMKIs2p6I/AAAAAAAABhE/M1U3ZlFojmo/s320/IMG-20111025-00465.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-3725650510839067793?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/3725650510839067793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=3725650510839067793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/3725650510839067793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/3725650510839067793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/11/our-little-kylar.html' title='Our Little Kylar'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gdP7Ny0MYt4/TrjMJbqHMlI/AAAAAAAABg0/QPthgRvYYtA/s72-c/IMG-20111024-00462.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-3080839411818054890</id><published>2011-11-02T10:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:37:33.705-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>I hope everyone had a great Halloween this year. I love Halloween and I love decorating for Halloween. However, this year I wasn't feeling it at all. I put up a minimum of decorations, we bought pumpkins but never got around to carving them, and I last minute shopped for costumes. I had&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; SO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;many ideas on what I wanted our boys to be this year, but work took up my time and I kept putting things off. One good thing was that I got Caleb's fireman costume for 7 bucks and just ended up using a pirate costume Caleb wore two years ago for Kylar. My original plan for Kylar was a skeleton costume that my sister was supposed to bring to Idaho during her visit, but she ended up with car problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for what our weekend consisted of was hanging out with the Farrer Family. As I previously mentioned we celebrated our nephew Harrison's birthday Friday evening with an emergency room visit. When Saturday came Jesse and I took the kids McDonald's to play on their playground. We dressed the kids up in their costumes which ended up being a process. They hated it, they screamed and cried, and begged to not have their costumes on. Once they got use to having them on, it ended up not being so bad. We took the kids over to the Hemming Village in town where they were doing some Halloween things such as a hay ride and story telling. The story telling ended up being really cute and at first the boys were scared of the witch that told the stories. We ended our night going to dinner with family and then we went with our friends to the Haunted Mill. It's been YEARS since Jesse and I have gone to the Haunted Mill and they have changed a lot there. It was so much fun! I got scared pretty good a few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cve9iPSmsIY/TrFwblowLqI/AAAAAAAABfU/gSqoxb_SmDo/s1600/Halloween2011+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cve9iPSmsIY/TrFwblowLqI/AAAAAAAABfU/gSqoxb_SmDo/s320/Halloween2011+003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kylar sure made a cute little pirate. We could only get him to wear his hat once.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c_uwNcCR7LM/TrFwgSJ-FBI/AAAAAAAABfc/CNlAFrtmeM8/s1600/Halloween2011+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-c_uwNcCR7LM/TrFwgSJ-FBI/AAAAAAAABfc/CNlAFrtmeM8/s320/Halloween2011+005.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYQ37_p0HIc/TrFwkDKKadI/AAAAAAAABfk/i3B15v-YMDE/s1600/Halloween2011+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aYQ37_p0HIc/TrFwkDKKadI/AAAAAAAABfk/i3B15v-YMDE/s320/Halloween2011+009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our nephew Landon had such a cute costume!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IzGZGrdfh9Y/TrFwol3dTlI/AAAAAAAABfs/2MqiHjUJjLo/s1600/Halloween2011+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IzGZGrdfh9Y/TrFwol3dTlI/AAAAAAAABfs/2MqiHjUJjLo/s320/Halloween2011+011.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Look Dad! I have a sucker!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vaetNG9DQ4U/TrFwt89v4qI/AAAAAAAABf0/KPfzF4rPdw0/s1600/Halloween2011+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vaetNG9DQ4U/TrFwt89v4qI/AAAAAAAABf0/KPfzF4rPdw0/s320/Halloween2011+022.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He wouldn't take his hoody off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GkSpEXEakhY/TrFwy2CH-CI/AAAAAAAABf8/0jhjegnVRQc/s1600/Halloween2011+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GkSpEXEakhY/TrFwy2CH-CI/AAAAAAAABf8/0jhjegnVRQc/s320/Halloween2011+024.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p7UfkqRgbN4/TrFw3A1ChxI/AAAAAAAABgE/UMkOLYFgsG8/s1600/Halloween2011+033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p7UfkqRgbN4/TrFw3A1ChxI/AAAAAAAABgE/UMkOLYFgsG8/s320/Halloween2011+033.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Listening to the witch tell us a story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, it was filled with church, learning that one of our friends had their baby, Sunday dinner at the Farrer house, and Jesse went shooting in the afternoon with Jacob and Daniel. He isn't very good at remember to take pictures so I have none to show, but he had a lot of fun and I am glad he had some guy time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to Monday, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;HALLOWEEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, in the afternoon, we met up with our good friend Tyson and had lunch at good ole' Wendy's. Took the kids trick or treating at Grandma and Grandpa Farrer's and around their neighborhood. Then took them to Grandma and Grandpa Hill's to trick or treat at their place, by the time we got to their house it was dark and really cold that both boys didn't want to do anymore trick or treating so we got home pretty early. We couldnt get a babysitter for Halloween so Jesse ended up staying home with the boys while I went out with a bunch of friends and saw Paranormal Activity 3 which was pretty creepy, but not as creepy as the other two. I hope that next year I will get more into the Halloween spirit and do a lot more then I did this Halloween. Definitely looking forward to our sons getting older and understanding a lot more of why we dress up and what is fun about the holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iSRLrHqji9M/TrFxIm3A7SI/AAAAAAAABgM/HmcLkeZA1Xk/s1600/IMG-20111031-00483.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iSRLrHqji9M/TrFxIm3A7SI/AAAAAAAABgM/HmcLkeZA1Xk/s320/IMG-20111031-00483.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Getting our own pose in for Halloween. Love him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4rFj1W0yr3E/TrFxJa1Em7I/AAAAAAAABgU/UIoz6LIakSk/s1600/IMG-20111031-00486.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4rFj1W0yr3E/TrFxJa1Em7I/AAAAAAAABgU/UIoz6LIakSk/s320/IMG-20111031-00486.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Such a big boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lz5DroLKX-A/TrFxKBxSl6I/AAAAAAAABgc/Te8HR2knD3E/s1600/IMG-20111031-00487.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lz5DroLKX-A/TrFxKBxSl6I/AAAAAAAABgc/Te8HR2knD3E/s320/IMG-20111031-00487.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kylar loved getting candy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z2rfOQOGTl8/TrFxLNhMY-I/AAAAAAAABgk/UF90zz7IhoU/s1600/IMG-20111031-00489.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z2rfOQOGTl8/TrFxLNhMY-I/AAAAAAAABgk/UF90zz7IhoU/s320/IMG-20111031-00489.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Waiting for the people to answer their door.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-3080839411818054890?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/3080839411818054890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=3080839411818054890' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/3080839411818054890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/3080839411818054890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cve9iPSmsIY/TrFwblowLqI/AAAAAAAABfU/gSqoxb_SmDo/s72-c/Halloween2011+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-9014773909012621136</id><published>2011-11-01T17:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T17:02:56.026-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Boy Cousins</title><content type='html'>We had a pretty fun filled weekend doing Halloween things, which I will talk about in another post when I have more time. Friday we went over to Josh and Laura's house to celebrate our nephew Harrison's 4th birthday. Laura did a cute job on making Halloween treats and she made a monster cake for Harrison. Two things happened at the gathering.....One: we found out that Kate is having a little girl! This will be the first Farrer grand-daughter. So this gives me hope that it is possible and I may have a chance when I finally decide if I will be having another child. Second: Caleb and Harrison were playing and Harrison threw a toy at Caleb's face, it hit next to his eye and sliced it open. It was a pretty deep cut that we decided it was wise to take him to the emergency room and have it looked at. I was feeling sick to my stomach the whole way there, wondering if they were going to stick Caleb with a needle and give him stitches. Thankfully, we didn't have to wait long to get in and they have glue now that can seal up wounds instead of doing stitches. Caleb was so tough, he didn't cry once and wasn't scared. I was so proud of him. However, they did say he will have a scar next to his eye. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eUBAaDrRj5I/TrB6l8q4ZPI/AAAAAAAABfM/6swqmxO9aOs/s1600/IMG-20111029-00478.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eUBAaDrRj5I/TrB6l8q4ZPI/AAAAAAAABfM/6swqmxO9aOs/s320/IMG-20111029-00478.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure there will be more cousin fights, cuts, and bruises since they have yet to learn to play well with one another. Just glad it wasn't anything more serious and his eye didn't get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-9014773909012621136?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/9014773909012621136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=9014773909012621136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/9014773909012621136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/9014773909012621136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/11/little-boy-cousins.html' title='Little Boy Cousins'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eUBAaDrRj5I/TrB6l8q4ZPI/AAAAAAAABfM/6swqmxO9aOs/s72-c/IMG-20111029-00478.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-8185568120596525386</id><published>2011-10-28T10:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T10:01:22.577-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud Motherly Moments</title><content type='html'>I am always concerned that I am not teaching my kids everything that they need to know at this age in their life. I sometimes get stressed that I need to be reading certain books to them, making them draw shapes, color certain pictures, counting, and ABC's. I am no longer a stay at home Mom so I don't have as much time as I use to have with my children and sometimes I feel guilty about going back to work. However, I honestly needed to get back to work to keep my sanity and to give us some extra spending money. I enjoyed being home with my boys and I am so grateful that it was during their first years so I could experience the new things. Being a parent can be over whelming and I hope I am not the only parent out there that feels at some point I am going to pull my hair out. No matter how stressful it can get, I love my children so much. I love their hugs, their little kisses, the things that they say, how polite they are, how helpful they can be, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, and I am sure that I mentioned this before, when I heard Caleb naming off all the animals and what sounds they made, I was SO very PROUD of him. It was like the stress of wondering if my son is going to be as smart as the other kids his age had drained from my mind and I felt content. Each child learns a different way and at their own pace. Every day I have a proud moment with my sons. I feel proud that they are polite and have good manners at the ages of 3 and 2. They say thank you for everything, they say please if they want something, and they say no thank you when asked if they would like something. It's incredibly sweet. Kylar will apologize over everything. If he feels that when he moved something and it hit Mommy, he will say, "sorry Mommy." If he isnt watching in the store and runs into someone, he will say, "Oh sorry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb is counting everything that he looks at. He will count steps, pumpkins, how many spoons there are, etc. I find this funny and I shouldn't, but when I count to three when he is about to get in trouble, I will say, "1" and he will look at me and say "2". Such a little stinker! So its safe to say that I will no longer be counting to three before I put him in time out. Anyway, I just wanted to say how proud I am of my children and I will always be proud of them. I feel that I shouldnt stress about what they need to be learning, I seem to be doing a good job at being a Mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-8185568120596525386?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/8185568120596525386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=8185568120596525386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/8185568120596525386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/8185568120596525386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/10/proud-motherly-moments.html' title='Proud Motherly Moments'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-3145438420819153118</id><published>2011-10-24T10:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T10:03:31.978-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Utah Visit</title><content type='html'>The anniversary gift that I gave Jesse was a ticket to a concert in Utah at the beginning of October to see a bunch of bands in concert. Some included: Bullet for my Valentine, Three Days Grace, and Avenged Sevenfold. My sister Kristin had called me one day to tell me about it and see if we were interested in going. I thought Jesse would have a ton of fun going with them and their friends. My plan was to spend as much time with my Mom, my baby sister Lacey, and my nephew and niece. I hadn't seen my little niece since she was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eneeF2YuQ_U/TqWLYgGeyxI/AAAAAAAABdw/JHwPLWnP3p4/s1600/gang.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eneeF2YuQ_U/TqWLYgGeyxI/AAAAAAAABdw/JHwPLWnP3p4/s320/gang.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My brother-in-law Kelly, my sister Kristin, my hubby, and our buddy Daniel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wwi0OEqTGVI/TqWLlq3j2jI/AAAAAAAABd4/SvzowWd7Qxo/s1600/IMG-20111003-00403.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wwi0OEqTGVI/TqWLlq3j2jI/AAAAAAAABd4/SvzowWd7Qxo/s320/IMG-20111003-00403.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jesse and our niece Millie. I love this picture! Awe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We didnt get a whole lot of time in Utah with them since the concert was on a Tuesday and we had to work, so it was a fun filled 3 days. Our time was spent shopping, tending to a bunch of kids, Cafe Rio, etc. I truly enjoyed my time with my niece Millie. She is such a cute little chunk and it felt great holding a little baby again. It almost had me thinking of having another one and hoping it would be a girl........but like I said....ALMOST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kdoIOvkycho/TqWLmgxmgUI/AAAAAAAABeI/p4sga9aouKM/s1600/IMG-20111004-00409.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kdoIOvkycho/TqWLmgxmgUI/AAAAAAAABeI/p4sga9aouKM/s320/IMG-20111004-00409.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AcONxrbuLWY/TqWLnTkUWwI/AAAAAAAABeQ/YxYTSql8FeQ/s1600/IMG-20111004-00410.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AcONxrbuLWY/TqWLnTkUWwI/AAAAAAAABeQ/YxYTSql8FeQ/s320/IMG-20111004-00410.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EVN8DCBBDCo/TqWLl_2VuLI/AAAAAAAABeA/nAswTy28t9Q/s1600/IMG-20111004-00406.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EVN8DCBBDCo/TqWLl_2VuLI/AAAAAAAABeA/nAswTy28t9Q/s320/IMG-20111004-00406.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our cute nephew Kayce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uy24AaNGWhU/TqWLoDMEeYI/AAAAAAAABeY/7D-luOakmDE/s1600/IMG-20111004-00418.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uy24AaNGWhU/TqWLoDMEeYI/AAAAAAAABeY/7D-luOakmDE/s320/IMG-20111004-00418.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kylar was getting a good look at Millie.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vxpEYExlLRA/TqWLoQse-5I/AAAAAAAABeg/vRhgOtMFI-s/s1600/IMG-20111004-00424.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vxpEYExlLRA/TqWLoQse-5I/AAAAAAAABeg/vRhgOtMFI-s/s320/IMG-20111004-00424.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Caleb and Kayce cuddled up with Grandpa Brent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wPBURlG7VHQ/TqWLo4sztGI/AAAAAAAABeo/D905nVbU0JM/s1600/IMG-20111004-00429.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wPBURlG7VHQ/TqWLo4sztGI/AAAAAAAABeo/D905nVbU0JM/s320/IMG-20111004-00429.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KwGj4fMF60g/TqWLpbOYoOI/AAAAAAAABew/RbsAjupMUPA/s1600/IMG-20111004-00433.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KwGj4fMF60g/TqWLpbOYoOI/AAAAAAAABew/RbsAjupMUPA/s320/IMG-20111004-00433.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He was tired so he found a good place to sleep on Lacey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb and Kylar played amazingly well with their cousin Kayce who is just 5 months younger than Caleb. No one pushed one another, there wasn't any fighting over any toys, and they created their own games to play. It was very cute to watch. I am use to Caleb and his cousin Harrison playing and within minutes someone is crying or there is a fight over a toy. Which reminds me, we have two more little Farrer's coming in the month of March. Laura and Kate announced back in September that they both were expecting again and they are only due a week apart from one another. There are 5 little Farrer grand-boys, so I am hoping that they announce they are expecting girls, it would be a wonderful change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-3145438420819153118?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/3145438420819153118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=3145438420819153118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/3145438420819153118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/3145438420819153118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/10/utah-visit.html' title='Utah Visit'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eneeF2YuQ_U/TqWLYgGeyxI/AAAAAAAABdw/JHwPLWnP3p4/s72-c/gang.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-6444770846009292792</id><published>2011-10-21T14:20:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T14:21:17.312-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Things Caleb Comes Up with to Say</title><content type='html'>Kids are always picking up on things from what they hear from other kids, adults, and on television. I am always being surprised by Caleb on how much he has learned over the last few months. We were at my mother-in-laws house last week and she was reading a book to Caleb called "Who's Feet are These?" He knew every animal in the book, he knew what sounds they made, etc. I was a proud mama! Anyway, if you keep up with me on Facebook, you are always seeing me post what little things Caleb is always saying. Yesterday he was walking around the house with Jesse's belt hanging around his neck so each end was dangling over his shoulders and he came up to me to say, "Mom, I am a doctor. You need a band aid." He cracks me up. Today the boys were watching Tangled AGAIN and lately he has been saying that he is a princess, but today he had put something on top of his head and said to me, "Mom, look I am a king. Bow to me." It's amazing how fast they learn things, but definitely gotta keep an eye out on what they are hearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P5KkPJEPKxc/TqHTk7OvpsI/AAAAAAAABdo/iyzyaiBovck/s1600/IMG-20111021-00452.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P5KkPJEPKxc/TqHTk7OvpsI/AAAAAAAABdo/iyzyaiBovck/s320/IMG-20111021-00452.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1031119717"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1031119718"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caleb the King.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-6444770846009292792?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/6444770846009292792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=6444770846009292792' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/6444770846009292792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/6444770846009292792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/10/things-caleb-comes-up-with-to-say.html' title='The Things Caleb Comes Up with to Say'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P5KkPJEPKxc/TqHTk7OvpsI/AAAAAAAABdo/iyzyaiBovck/s72-c/IMG-20111021-00452.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-7030264964174474583</id><published>2011-10-04T10:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T10:00:02.763-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So Much Love for these Two</title><content type='html'>We are so in love with these two little guys! They make laugh wonderful!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fBQ66xyHMAo/ToklY21F09I/AAAAAAAABdU/FfWLR_IMVQ4/s1600/IMG-20110719-00215.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fBQ66xyHMAo/ToklY21F09I/AAAAAAAABdU/FfWLR_IMVQ4/s320/IMG-20110719-00215.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kylar is always sleeping with his puppy. So precious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FOdJm-vldAU/ToklaQZBJfI/AAAAAAAABdY/rRXOl-wUth8/s1600/IMG-20110827-00305.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FOdJm-vldAU/ToklaQZBJfI/AAAAAAAABdY/rRXOl-wUth8/s320/IMG-20110827-00305.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Caleb letting me know "not another picture Mom"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8lg_EgNCndg/ToklbCMYBjI/AAAAAAAABdc/QuIuw7UusKA/s1600/IMG-20110908-00355.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8lg_EgNCndg/ToklbCMYBjI/AAAAAAAABdc/QuIuw7UusKA/s320/IMG-20110908-00355.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He just ate spaghetti! This is how he always looks after dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eUxOmTqJY3E/ToklcMEiEiI/AAAAAAAABdg/m_U-5o4WIno/s1600/IMG-20110917-00387.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eUxOmTqJY3E/ToklcMEiEiI/AAAAAAAABdg/m_U-5o4WIno/s320/IMG-20110917-00387.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He literally told me, "Mom take my picture." How funny!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ygUBQE7bnZw/TokldPAe4UI/AAAAAAAABdk/DdJ1mKvOoXo/s1600/IMG-20110918-00388.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ygUBQE7bnZw/TokldPAe4UI/AAAAAAAABdk/DdJ1mKvOoXo/s320/IMG-20110918-00388.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Caleb says, "Mom, look at me." What a cheesy smile. Love him!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-7030264964174474583?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/7030264964174474583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=7030264964174474583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/7030264964174474583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/7030264964174474583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/10/so-much-love-for-these-two.html' title='So Much Love for these Two'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fBQ66xyHMAo/ToklY21F09I/AAAAAAAABdU/FfWLR_IMVQ4/s72-c/IMG-20110719-00215.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-5633838841524119534</id><published>2011-10-02T20:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T20:09:50.709-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>Jesse and I have the greatest friends in the world! Most of our friends have been our friends for about 10 years now and I think it's amazing. It's the best thing to have friends that you can count on, who you can have tons of fun with, lots of laughs, and know that you just might grow old with these friends. Two of our closest friends are in the National Guard and went to Iraq for a year. Tyson and Daniel just got home in September and we are so happy to have them back safe! I can't wait for them to get back to their daily lives, meet the girl of their dreams, and join us in the married life. Thanks guys for all that you do and we love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-5633838841524119534?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/5633838841524119534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=5633838841524119534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/5633838841524119534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/5633838841524119534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/10/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-2846123940116525129</id><published>2011-09-30T10:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T10:14:02.896-06:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Wonderful Years of Marriage</title><content type='html'>Jesse and I celebrated five years of marriage on September 9! I can't believe how fast time has flown by. The year that Jesse and I got engaged and married, we ended up having three weddings the same year to celebrate in the Farrer's family. Jesse's older brother Josh was married in June, we got married in September, and Jesse's oldest brother Steven got married in October. It was a wonderful year and so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if I ever mentioned how Jesse proposed, but I truly love the story so I am thinking that I will share it. I cant remember the specific day, but it was at the end of the month of June 2006. We got together with his parents, his brother Josh, his wife Laura, and his younger brother Zach at a&amp;nbsp;restaurant in Rexburg that unfortunately is no longer in town, but it was one of our favorites. Anyway, I kept contemplating on getting a dessert they had there called "the orange creamcicle cheesecake," which I&amp;nbsp;eventually&amp;nbsp;caved and ordered. When they brought out the dessert and put it on the table, there it was!!! A gorgeous ring attached to a string of an orange peel on top of the cheesecake. At first I didn't see it, all I heard was Laura saying, "oh my gosh!" and me thinking, "whats going on." Jesse then asked me to marry him and of course I said yes. I now wish that I would have known to bring a camera to take a picture of the cheesecake, it was decorated beautifully. I loved it and it was perfectly done. Thanks hubby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for what we did this anniversary, we were kind of lame. We had all these ideas to get a hotel in Park City or Jackson, but couldnt find the time and needed to keep working. So the day before our anniversary we went to the Idaho Sate Fair with our good friend Tyson who just got home from being in Iraq for a year. It had been years since we've been and it was a good time. The day of our anniversary Jesse and I spent time with our boys at the park and had lunch, then we went to dinner in Idaho Falls in the evening and cuddled at home watching a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it's been 5 years already! I have known my husband for 10 years now and he truly is my best friend. He is the kindest, most loving man, and I couldn't have chosen a better partner. I love you Jesse!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NbmdXrkWDzs/ToXqsQIEUBI/AAAAAAAABdQ/AUzYq_HIeTo/s1600/halloween20103.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NbmdXrkWDzs/ToXqsQIEUBI/AAAAAAAABdQ/AUzYq_HIeTo/s320/halloween20103.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-2846123940116525129?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/2846123940116525129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=2846123940116525129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/2846123940116525129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/2846123940116525129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/09/5-wonderful-years-of-marriage.html' title='5 Wonderful Years of Marriage'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NbmdXrkWDzs/ToXqsQIEUBI/AAAAAAAABdQ/AUzYq_HIeTo/s72-c/halloween20103.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-4368226004289986926</id><published>2011-09-27T08:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T08:59:46.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally Part II of Labor Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>I haven't been in the mood for blogging lately. I have had all the intention of doing so, but chose to do other things................&lt;br /&gt;Labor Day weekend seems like forever ago so I know this is old news. The rest of our Labor day was spent hanging out as a family. We took the little boys to Porter park to ride on the carousel, play at the spray park, and play on the playground. It was really cute to watch the boys enjoy themselves. I have taken my sons to the spray park SO many times and they never were interested in playing in the water. So Jesse and I didnt put them in their bathing suits for that reason and this one time, the last time, they decide to get in the water. It was great and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6uJgTc9iDl4/ToHjDIR7myI/AAAAAAAABco/xHZuafyDxoc/s1600/Labor+Day+weekend+052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6uJgTc9iDl4/ToHjDIR7myI/AAAAAAAABco/xHZuafyDxoc/s320/Labor+Day+weekend+052.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is my brother in law Steven and his son Landon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YKzZt9keLEs/ToHjJbAJeGI/AAAAAAAABcs/o2-roSe_nY0/s1600/Labor+Day+weekend+053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YKzZt9keLEs/ToHjJbAJeGI/AAAAAAAABcs/o2-roSe_nY0/s320/Labor+Day+weekend+053.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Le7ebvnOKZE/ToHjVJGqIlI/AAAAAAAABcw/9hnqoh389KE/s1600/Labor+Day+weekend+061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Le7ebvnOKZE/ToHjVJGqIlI/AAAAAAAABcw/9hnqoh389KE/s320/Labor+Day+weekend+061.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our nephew Landon playing in the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qg6vAgCtVIc/ToHjc5PXdyI/AAAAAAAABc0/A0SKX807S5U/s1600/Labor+Day+weekend+064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Qg6vAgCtVIc/ToHjc5PXdyI/AAAAAAAABc0/A0SKX807S5U/s320/Labor+Day+weekend+064.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pBGZljzp920/ToHjikygGaI/AAAAAAAABc4/eXzgmZ94eYQ/s1600/Labor+Day+weekend+068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pBGZljzp920/ToHjikygGaI/AAAAAAAABc4/eXzgmZ94eYQ/s320/Labor+Day+weekend+068.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OLPFzAau_mA/ToHjrATQw9I/AAAAAAAABc8/XGjQSDXSfEY/s1600/Labor+Day+weekend+074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OLPFzAau_mA/ToHjrATQw9I/AAAAAAAABc8/XGjQSDXSfEY/s320/Labor+Day+weekend+074.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy and Kylar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SQHuCp9JoRs/ToHjzZOLGbI/AAAAAAAABdA/MA7kctV87IE/s1600/Labor+Day+weekend+079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SQHuCp9JoRs/ToHjzZOLGbI/AAAAAAAABdA/MA7kctV87IE/s320/Labor+Day+weekend+079.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Mommy and Kylar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L-9IUCbsCWU/ToHj-bvzrPI/AAAAAAAABdE/zou6xOop1XE/s1600/Labor+Day+weekend+095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L-9IUCbsCWU/ToHj-bvzrPI/AAAAAAAABdE/zou6xOop1XE/s320/Labor+Day+weekend+095.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Caleb had so much fun with this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aXVJ3BGnb7o/ToHkIkpLABI/AAAAAAAABdI/hFf7Qy8-XOk/s1600/Labor+Day+weekend+099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aXVJ3BGnb7o/ToHkIkpLABI/AAAAAAAABdI/hFf7Qy8-XOk/s320/Labor+Day+weekend+099.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xBh80MhkTUw/ToHkRyMFIwI/AAAAAAAABdM/_OhTqSrw68M/s1600/Labor+Day+weekend+112.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xBh80MhkTUw/ToHkRyMFIwI/AAAAAAAABdM/_OhTqSrw68M/s320/Labor+Day+weekend+112.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-4368226004289986926?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/4368226004289986926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=4368226004289986926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/4368226004289986926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/4368226004289986926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/09/finally-part-ii-of-labor-day-weekend.html' title='Finally Part II of Labor Day Weekend'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6uJgTc9iDl4/ToHjDIR7myI/AAAAAAAABco/xHZuafyDxoc/s72-c/Labor+Day+weekend+052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-244764701710990945</id><published>2011-09-14T23:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T23:22:34.788-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cave Falls Part I of Labor Day Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKbyYMfkyus/TnGI2tQg61I/AAAAAAAABcE/UTyS-mOHuz0/s1600/fallsriver1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKbyYMfkyus/TnGI2tQg61I/AAAAAAAABcE/UTyS-mOHuz0/s320/fallsriver1.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am a bit behind as most of you can tell from reading the blog title. I haven't felt up to posting any blog posts for the fact that I knew it would take up a lot of time to do and also.......work. The days that I wasn't working, I just wanted to be a bit lazy, take a nap when our boys took theirs, and spend some time with our kiddos. I sure do love seeing them smile and hearing their little giggles. I have started to notice that Kylar will ignore some of the things I am telling him, but as soon as Caleb tells something to Kylar, he responds, "okay." I might have to start telling Caleb to tell Kylar to do something. How funny would that be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on to what this post is really about.......Labor Day weekend! We had a really good and very relaxing weekend other then I had to work Sunday and Monday of it. (What can ya do?) Jesse's brother Steven and his family came up for the weekend to hang out, so the guys decided to do a little camp out around Cave Falls. It was closer for us girls to drive out and hang for a few hours and still be able to get back home before dark. However, I didn't have the best experience driving back home on the dirt road where all the dust was flying up and having the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;BRIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; sun right in my line of sight, making it &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;EXTREMELY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; hard for me to even drive. If it hadn't been for my mother-in-law leading the way I would have pulled over and waited it out. It was insane, I couldn't see a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2wDfwUzF5wg/TnGIl6t4jjI/AAAAAAAABcA/dP1qR-s3R70/s1600/fallsriver.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2wDfwUzF5wg/TnGIl6t4jjI/AAAAAAAABcA/dP1qR-s3R70/s320/fallsriver.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On a happier note, all the little Farrer boys had a great time playing together while the adults cooked up some hot dogs, hobo dinners, and enjoyed conversation. I really liked where the camp site was and I think next year when our boys are bit older that Jesse and I will go camping there. We hardly ever camp in the Summer and this year I was really itching to camp which &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;NEVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; happens. I am a one day camping out kind of girl unless it's a really great place to explore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the pictures! I took &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;TONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, but I will only post a few. The scenery was beautiful! I am a bit saddened that the cave was caved in at Cave Falls, it had been over 6 years since I had been to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPyOBiV36ws/TnGIabDlGcI/AAAAAAAABb8/bwgOwdlZyvE/s1600/calebatcavefalls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MPyOBiV36ws/TnGIabDlGcI/AAAAAAAABb8/bwgOwdlZyvE/s320/calebatcavefalls.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My little stud Caleb throwing rocks into the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uw2pjFUwkWw/TnGI-Wsn6CI/AAAAAAAABcI/0NVw9-ogynk/s1600/Labor+Day+weekend+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uw2pjFUwkWw/TnGI-Wsn6CI/AAAAAAAABcI/0NVw9-ogynk/s320/Labor+Day+weekend+007.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The family admiring the river..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-az82MtTLlPs/TnGJJjphHpI/AAAAAAAABcM/1oB8eSDdzX8/s1600/Labor+Day+weekend+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-az82MtTLlPs/TnGJJjphHpI/AAAAAAAABcM/1oB8eSDdzX8/s320/Labor+Day+weekend+008.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40Wu-zIpxIo/TnGJRnjN0fI/AAAAAAAABcQ/jRQub0piNw8/s1600/Labor+Day+weekend+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-40Wu-zIpxIo/TnGJRnjN0fI/AAAAAAAABcQ/jRQub0piNw8/s320/Labor+Day+weekend+014.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We are quite the gang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2drxG5SR9Kc/TnGJc7TGvNI/AAAAAAAABcU/q6bpKaht0HM/s1600/steveandlandon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2drxG5SR9Kc/TnGJc7TGvNI/AAAAAAAABcU/q6bpKaht0HM/s320/steveandlandon.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I loved this photo of Steven with his son Landon, I had to edit it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b48jFh3WjSc/TnGJj6A_vkI/AAAAAAAABcY/27t6MEavs2w/s1600/terriandkevon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-b48jFh3WjSc/TnGJj6A_vkI/AAAAAAAABcY/27t6MEavs2w/s320/terriandkevon.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Two wonderful people......my in-laws.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hGmsi2F_cco/TnGKRGIdQeI/AAAAAAAABcc/Yg26jgl5LlA/s1600/Labor+Day+weekend+029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hGmsi2F_cco/TnGKRGIdQeI/AAAAAAAABcc/Yg26jgl5LlA/s320/Labor+Day+weekend+029.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Caleb and his cousin Harrison running around with a football.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pbM8dqWTdXE/TnGKZmKCFNI/AAAAAAAABcg/xs4Atu-vHFQ/s1600/Labor+Day+weekend+030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pbM8dqWTdXE/TnGKZmKCFNI/AAAAAAAABcg/xs4Atu-vHFQ/s320/Labor+Day+weekend+030.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The younger little Farrer's having to hang out in the playguard together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u9R7fEUQFV4/TnGKiYcBIUI/AAAAAAAABck/_YuVRdez5VE/s1600/Labor+Day+weekend+035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u9R7fEUQFV4/TnGKiYcBIUI/AAAAAAAABck/_YuVRdez5VE/s320/Labor+Day+weekend+035.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jesse and I thought this photo was funny....Harrison, "Come follow me." HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-244764701710990945?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/244764701710990945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=244764701710990945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/244764701710990945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/244764701710990945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/09/cave-falls-part-i-of-labor-day-weekend.html' title='Cave Falls Part I of Labor Day Weekend'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZKbyYMfkyus/TnGI2tQg61I/AAAAAAAABcE/UTyS-mOHuz0/s72-c/fallsriver1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-4334301566623098444</id><published>2011-09-07T14:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T14:40:19.548-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Apples</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vTpUGe4Ym4c/TmfV4eFlF1I/AAAAAAAABbk/Lr_m5_inK4E/s1600/apples" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vTpUGe4Ym4c/TmfV4eFlF1I/AAAAAAAABbk/Lr_m5_inK4E/s320/apples" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At my parents home they have two apple trees in their backyard, so today the kids thought it was really fun to pick apples off the tree. Caleb would pick an apple off the tree and give it to Kylar, then Kylar would eat them. It was really cute to watch. I have one child (Kylar) who loves to eat and eats anything and the other child (Caleb) who is really picky about what he eats. I hope to see him eat an apple one day without having to force him to eat one.......Anyway, here are some cute pictures of their little apple adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xptDHb3nFkg/TmfWD7EexSI/AAAAAAAABbo/F78EORdVq_0/s1600/apples1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xptDHb3nFkg/TmfWD7EexSI/AAAAAAAABbo/F78EORdVq_0/s320/apples1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lmQsp13QDI0/TmfWKXaRdjI/AAAAAAAABb0/FUi2Jol9TUY/s1600/apples5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lmQsp13QDI0/TmfWKXaRdjI/AAAAAAAABb0/FUi2Jol9TUY/s320/apples5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2-wtY5l62-w/TmfWF12MD-I/AAAAAAAABbs/xiUqrRf1QJs/s1600/apples3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2-wtY5l62-w/TmfWF12MD-I/AAAAAAAABbs/xiUqrRf1QJs/s320/apples3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4cOZo3wRV4I/TmfWILnfCLI/AAAAAAAABbw/L3X-v1rQpmY/s1600/apples4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4cOZo3wRV4I/TmfWILnfCLI/AAAAAAAABbw/L3X-v1rQpmY/s320/apples4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w8R0L3FtakE/TmfWNQB-EII/AAAAAAAABb4/_rU0msWrl0A/s1600/apples6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w8R0L3FtakE/TmfWNQB-EII/AAAAAAAABb4/_rU0msWrl0A/s320/apples6.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-4334301566623098444?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/4334301566623098444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=4334301566623098444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/4334301566623098444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/4334301566623098444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/09/apples.html' title='Apples'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vTpUGe4Ym4c/TmfV4eFlF1I/AAAAAAAABbk/Lr_m5_inK4E/s72-c/apples' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-7439895021694531502</id><published>2011-09-06T15:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T15:06:24.612-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pancakes, Please?</title><content type='html'>We had such a great Labor Day weekend spending time with Jesse's family. We were sad to see it go and have to get back to the real world of working and no play. I hope to find some time to get some more blogging in since there is so much to tell and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;TONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; of pictures and videos to post, but for now here is a video of my little boys that Jesse sent to me while I was at work last night. I thought it was cute and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-508c1950222fdff9" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D508c1950222fdff9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330368171%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3F3D54447794F74CB498E8D48D269872BC4DA53A.60F39E4D049878C368EF788E7671C137FFB8AFDB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D508c1950222fdff9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D17zsTU-fphtF-JN7aGcuoA_KVpc&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v23.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D508c1950222fdff9%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330368171%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3F3D54447794F74CB498E8D48D269872BC4DA53A.60F39E4D049878C368EF788E7671C137FFB8AFDB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D508c1950222fdff9%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D17zsTU-fphtF-JN7aGcuoA_KVpc&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-7439895021694531502?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/7439895021694531502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=7439895021694531502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/7439895021694531502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/7439895021694531502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/09/pancakes-please.html' title='Pancakes, Please?'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-3709797386463250963</id><published>2011-08-31T22:48:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T22:55:10.189-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Expressions of Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hkOnH36S_pY?fs=1" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Family and Friends! So last night, like many nights before, I was roaming around on the internet looking at the blogs I love to read and check in on to see if there are any new updates and what not......I came across this video from a blog post from The Daybook and thought it was so cute! I love to express my love to the people in my life. I think it's the best way to put a smile on someones face or to brighten a day that may have been a bad one for them. I dont know about you guys, but I absolutely love signing on to Facebook or my e-mail account and seeing a message from someone who I haven't talked to in awhile or a person who I talk to all the time that just wanted to say "Have a great day." It's amazing what simple words and actions can do for a person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesse has many ways he likes to express his love and the one way I love the most is his little notes he leaves behind. I will walk into the bathroom to take a shower in the morning and there will be a note on the wall above the bath tub saying, "I love you" and I can read those words over and over as I shower. Some times he leaves a note on the bathroom mirror or in my purse, etc. He also knows how much I love The Cocoa Bean Cupcake Cafe and he will surprise me with a cupcake. One way I express my love for my husband is baking him brownies or cooking some lasagna since those two things are his favorites to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is an amazing thing and having been sealed in the temple with Jesse is an absolute blessing. Every day can bring on new smiles, new love for one another, new fights or arguments, new struggles, etc, but having one another and being true partners.....I feel you can conquer anything that comes your way. We are not perfect, but we are perfect together, and we try to better ourselves each and every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just loved the video and thought it was a good one to share. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border: 0;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-3709797386463250963?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/3709797386463250963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=3709797386463250963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/3709797386463250963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/3709797386463250963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/08/expressions-of-love.html' title='Expressions of Love'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/hkOnH36S_pY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-7970397900253227103</id><published>2011-08-24T15:30:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T15:44:09.102-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini Family Photo Session</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YAE0qPnEoHQ/TlVvOhprO1I/AAAAAAAABbA/m3A7i2bFzYE/s1600/edit1name.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YAE0qPnEoHQ/TlVvOhprO1I/AAAAAAAABbA/m3A7i2bFzYE/s320/edit1name.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have been itching to get some family pictures done and I would love to hire someone to do them, but I can't seem to get pass having to pay someone a fortune to take our photos when there may be a chance one of our boys will misbehave and act out. Also, I am pretty good at taking pictures and editing them myself so I might as well be my own photographer. I had my girlfriend come with us so she could capture the kids attention as well as help take a few of the photos. We ended up not getting very many good ones due to only having an hour to take them and Caleb was refusing to smile or even look at the camera. He has sort of been going through some pretty terrible three's and it's taken &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;A LOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; of patience on our half to deal with it. I am happy with the ones we did get and hopefully we will get more in a few weeks. I didn't get any solo ones of Caleb due another tantrum fit, just in case you were wondering where he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fZQVAnqRa2A/TlVvVjKO_EI/AAAAAAAABbE/iTM_5VrlQ-M/s1600/familyeditcolorbwname.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fZQVAnqRa2A/TlVvVjKO_EI/AAAAAAAABbE/iTM_5VrlQ-M/s320/familyeditcolorbwname.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c-Exky64MrE/TlVvfZ-o7II/AAAAAAAABbI/H9t8ZMZB1VQ/s1600/jesseandiedit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c-Exky64MrE/TlVvfZ-o7II/AAAAAAAABbI/H9t8ZMZB1VQ/s320/jesseandiedit.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This one we find funny because Caleb is in this picture, just hidden in the grain by Jesse! 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I had 4 days off from work, originally to go to Utah to see my Mom and sisters, but we ended up having to get new tires on our SUV. The joys of life, right? I sort of felt bummed about the change of plans, actually that's a lie, I did throw a little bit of a fit about it. I haven't seen my Mom or sisters since the beginning of July and that was only for a few hours one day so that we could meet our new little niece. In my opinion, you really can't count that a visit. Anyway, after my little fit, I realized that things happen the way they are supposed to, and there are other times to plan a trip to Utah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, on my four days off we took the boys to the park, played at McD's, we went on a date to Gringo's without our little ones, went to the zoo and funland, helped my parents paint their home, I spent some time with a girlfriend and watched Soul Surfer, and by the end of it I got sick. I felt super congested, my head felt plugged, massively tired and felt hot all the time, runny nose, sneezing, and just all around &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;BLAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sCm7jzXWgDA/TlQ15af-gsI/AAAAAAAABaQ/bZQ9zUIDne0/s1600/Zoo2011+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sCm7jzXWgDA/TlQ15af-gsI/AAAAAAAABaQ/bZQ9zUIDne0/s320/Zoo2011+016.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our trip to the Zoo was probably more exciting for me.......I was happily thinking that it would be fun to do as a family, the kids are going to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; it, and they are going to have smiles on their faces the entire time. Uh, boy was I wrong! As soon as we paid and Caleb saw the strollers and wagons, it went all down hill. He just had to have one and he just had to pull the wagon which made Kylar want a wagon as well and to pull it himself. So a fight started between the two of them and a screaming, crying &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;TANTRUM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;thrown by Caleb. I didn't bring our stroller with us since I knew the boys wouldnt want to be in it so it would just be in our way and I didn't want to get a wagon for the same reason. Anyway, I ended up renting one of the wagons and it took close to 20 minutes to calm both boys down and lots of compromising talks. After all of that, we ended up having a good time exploring the zoo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XKexAdSZvI0/TlQ2LJh_R0I/AAAAAAAABaY/zgWbtXPRMpU/s1600/Zoo2011+034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XKexAdSZvI0/TlQ2LJh_R0I/AAAAAAAABaY/zgWbtXPRMpU/s320/Zoo2011+034.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ikeU6FlnOCo/TlQ2BvuaGvI/AAAAAAAABaU/Anyeey2J0Vo/s1600/Zoo2011+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ikeU6FlnOCo/TlQ2BvuaGvI/AAAAAAAABaU/Anyeey2J0Vo/s320/Zoo2011+013.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I think I build myself up so much in my head about how wonderful and fun our family outings are going to be and thinking about how happy it will make Caleb and Kylar, that I forget that they are three and two year olds. Things are not going to go as planned and my plans just might not be something they are in the mood for. 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1I3VcrQ35Hs/Tk_gmTOlmOI/AAAAAAAABZ0/7oX5K9XZdVc/s1600/madisonfair.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1I3VcrQ35Hs/Tk_gmTOlmOI/AAAAAAAABZ0/7oX5K9XZdVc/s320/madisonfair.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NkpqWkta9Wg/Tk_gzpRXYTI/AAAAAAAABaI/td1rQQ1kGNE/s1600/IMG-20110818-00283.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NkpqWkta9Wg/Tk_gzpRXYTI/AAAAAAAABaI/td1rQQ1kGNE/s320/IMG-20110818-00283.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jesse has been working for his Dad's insurance office where his brother Josh is an insurance agent as well....Farmer's Insurance here in the lovely town of Rexburg. (If any of you want to see if you can get cheaper insurance come on in to their office and get a free quote.) Anyway, they had a booth set up at the Madison County Fair and Jesse has been working the booth the last couple of days and the kids and I decided to visit him which happened to be the first day it started so there wasn't much going on. I got the kids some snow cones from Little Piggy's and a couple of hamburgers and we had a little lunch with Daddy. I also did some looking around and got&lt;br /&gt;sucked into have a lady come to my house to do a children's book party so if any of you would like to look at some cute books and purchase a few for your kiddos, let me know!! I was a bit disappointed to hear that they weren't having any rides this year since last year we had so much fun on them at the Fair. Other than that little detail the kids had fun running around and being with their Daddy until Kylar took a fall while running and cut up his knee. After that it was time to go home and put the kids in bed for a nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TfdeK1BJ1x0/Tk_goUCIOyI/AAAAAAAABZ4/go1BYLqH87A/s1600/madisonfair1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TfdeK1BJ1x0/Tk_goUCIOyI/AAAAAAAABZ4/go1BYLqH87A/s320/madisonfair1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-73EnEon0mzs/Tk_gqHvrPdI/AAAAAAAABZ8/zgZ_B2NO8tI/s1600/madisonfair2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-73EnEon0mzs/Tk_gqHvrPdI/AAAAAAAABZ8/zgZ_B2NO8tI/s320/madisonfair2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-seOwmh8s3PE/Tk_gsIQ5F4I/AAAAAAAABaA/mSmKF5FegLE/s1600/madisonfair3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-seOwmh8s3PE/Tk_gsIQ5F4I/AAAAAAAABaA/mSmKF5FegLE/s320/madisonfair3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-4171512309143752652?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/4171512309143752652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=4171512309143752652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/4171512309143752652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/4171512309143752652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/08/madison-county-fair.html' title='Madison County Fair'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1I3VcrQ35Hs/Tk_gmTOlmOI/AAAAAAAABZ0/7oX5K9XZdVc/s72-c/madisonfair.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-8878241085261160617</id><published>2011-08-20T09:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T09:49:11.677-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tangled</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eGbzs1hMDRw/Tk_WQbr9DJI/AAAAAAAABZk/Hh9Wid0O1eg/s1600/IMG-20110818-00275.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eGbzs1hMDRw/Tk_WQbr9DJI/AAAAAAAABZk/Hh9Wid0O1eg/s320/IMG-20110818-00275.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our boys newest movie that they are obsessed with watching is Tangled. Honestly, I think we have watched this movie twice a day for the last week. I use to think it was a cute movie and enjoyed it, now I am truly sick of it. However, it's been fun to listen to Caleb trying to repeat every word and singing the songs at random times. It has also been cute to listen to Kylar's little giggle here and there as he watches the movie. The past movies that the kids have watched so much that I am surprised the movies still play are Finding Nemo, Toy Story 1 and 3, Rango, and Up (which they call House.) I am grateful for such movies so it keeps the kids entertained while I take my showers and get ready for the day and I don't have to worry about them getting in to things or making messes. So thank you Pixar and Disney!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AxMB5M4rvX0/Tk_WSS0w3GI/AAAAAAAABZo/jKR31Ri93m8/s1600/IMG-20110818-00276.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AxMB5M4rvX0/Tk_WSS0w3GI/AAAAAAAABZo/jKR31Ri93m8/s320/IMG-20110818-00276.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Kylar is a blanket boy and carries one everywhere. I came in to check on them on our bed and here he was with his blanket over his head watching the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SRwNoyLXnqU/Tk_WUnALa2I/AAAAAAAABZs/k-cfSMvdKOQ/s1600/IMG-20110816-00270edit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SRwNoyLXnqU/Tk_WUnALa2I/AAAAAAAABZs/k-cfSMvdKOQ/s320/IMG-20110816-00270edit.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Getting in some cuddle time with my Kylar. I tried to get in some pictures of Caleb, but he refused and kept hiding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-8878241085261160617?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/8878241085261160617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=8878241085261160617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/8878241085261160617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/8878241085261160617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/08/tangled.html' title='Tangled'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eGbzs1hMDRw/Tk_WQbr9DJI/AAAAAAAABZk/Hh9Wid0O1eg/s72-c/IMG-20110818-00275.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-3722665830853830886</id><published>2011-08-18T10:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T10:46:00.348-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Find the Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/22404806_FqUJYiiO_c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;I came across this&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; LOVELY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;quote that is exactly how I have been feeling lately. I have found time to read a couple of books in the last two months, but mostly it's been all about work. I hope to change that and get in some more family time and do some fun activities with my kiddos. We all need to live our life to the fullest and make the most of every situation we are in. However, it is a bit hard to get in "me" time, husband/wife time, parent/child time, time with our friends, time with our family, work, etc. in a day or even in a weeks time, but again we have to make the most of our "time" and take it one day at a time. Which I totally live by.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-3722665830853830886?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/3722665830853830886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=3722665830853830886' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/3722665830853830886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/3722665830853830886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/08/find-time.html' title='Find the Time'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-5171884615331823354</id><published>2011-08-16T12:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T12:04:00.786-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Craft Corner</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I am addicted to Pinterest! I could spend hours pinning websites I love and gathering TONS of craft ideas as well as recipes ideas. I cam across this craft idea that I loved and can't wait to create for myself. Instead of making mine a Halloween theme, I will be making mine an everyday thing with candies in the jars or maybe even doing a flour, sugar, etc. idea. Anyway, I wanted to share this and hopefully it will get you feeling crafty and you will want to do this idea as well!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i8VUssEbmI4/TklgkVbRQfI/AAAAAAAABY4/f6OcTo3S9s4/s320/craftjars.jpg" width="215" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cjaneblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://cjaneblog.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://i51.photobucket.com/albums/f369/dcfarrer/blogsig.jpg" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-5171884615331823354?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/5171884615331823354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=5171884615331823354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/5171884615331823354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/5171884615331823354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/08/craft-corner.html' title='Craft Corner'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i8VUssEbmI4/TklgkVbRQfI/AAAAAAAABY4/f6OcTo3S9s4/s72-c/craftjars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-6078419396637227920</id><published>2011-08-15T15:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T15:00:03.781-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Craving me some IHOP</title><content type='html'>I dont know about any of you, but every time I have the television on I see a IHOP commercial advertising those funnel cakes...(okay well not every time, but pretty darn close) Anyway, I have been thinking about IHOP a lot and the other day I was at work.....had some time to think while sitting in customer service. LIGHT BULB!! I called Jesse and told him he should drive up to Idaho Falls with the kids when it was closer to the time I got off work and we could have us a little date at IHOP and do a little shopping. When he said it was a good idea, I got so excited and couldn't wait to get off work. (laugh out loud)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-td1hANXa4Ds/TkiiqsAaN2I/AAAAAAAABYc/nHQPf6lY028/s1600/IMG-20110810-00258+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-td1hANXa4Ds/TkiiqsAaN2I/AAAAAAAABYc/nHQPf6lY028/s320/IMG-20110810-00258+%25281%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we walked in the&amp;nbsp;restaurant&amp;nbsp;there was a sign saying "Kids eat Free" and Jesse and I looked at one another like "awesome." We had such a good time! It took us forever to finally decide on what we wanted to eat....so many choices and they all look sooooo good! It was sort of like we were kids in a candy store, but breakfast. So, if any of you are in Idaho Falls......head on over to IHOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kGunXEUOgCY/Tkii-FccXNI/AAAAAAAABYg/Wlt7bhP_bLE/s1600/IMG-20110810-00260.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kGunXEUOgCY/Tkii-FccXNI/AAAAAAAABYg/Wlt7bhP_bLE/s320/IMG-20110810-00260.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, so I wasn't thinking and started eating my food. Then realized, "oh crap! I wanted to take a picture for my blog post" so here is what I ordered! Yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0UYsD2dRBHk/Tkijh1PKarI/AAAAAAAABYk/MDxyrd--D6I/s1600/IMG-20110810-00261.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0UYsD2dRBHk/Tkijh1PKarI/AAAAAAAABYk/MDxyrd--D6I/s320/IMG-20110810-00261.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My handsome hubby...wouldn't let me take a picture of him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YvRwevkqiDU/Tkij0b-8KAI/AAAAAAAABYo/qopmVIb7LI8/s1600/IMG-20110810-00262.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YvRwevkqiDU/Tkij0b-8KAI/AAAAAAAABYo/qopmVIb7LI8/s320/IMG-20110810-00262.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fyJxqYIJrF8/Tkij456q95I/AAAAAAAABYs/vVNXcy9XdjI/s1600/IMG-20110810-00263.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fyJxqYIJrF8/Tkij456q95I/AAAAAAAABYs/vVNXcy9XdjI/s320/IMG-20110810-00263.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are the boys!! I would add a picture of me in here, but I am always the one taking the pictures.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-6078419396637227920?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/6078419396637227920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=6078419396637227920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/6078419396637227920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/6078419396637227920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/08/craving-me-some-ihop.html' title='Craving me some IHOP'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-td1hANXa4Ds/TkiiqsAaN2I/AAAAAAAABYc/nHQPf6lY028/s72-c/IMG-20110810-00258+%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-2797255514552927566</id><published>2011-08-14T11:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T11:24:00.046-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Brotherly Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QMXNDx2lZZQ/TkS-oBDSQfI/AAAAAAAABYQ/n1XEczj5c2E/s1600/0810111736.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QMXNDx2lZZQ/TkS-oBDSQfI/AAAAAAAABYQ/n1XEczj5c2E/s320/0810111736.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our boys are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; font-weight: bold;"&gt;BEST BUDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;! They have to be doing everything together, whether it's going up the stairs, going outside, pulling the wagon, going to bed, getting their shoes on, etc. You can always hear Caleb saying, "Come on Kywer. Let's go." Watching them makes me feel a bit of comfort knowing that Caleb and Kylar will always have someone there with them for support besides us as their parents. I am really close with one of my sisters and I couldn't imagine my life without her. Kristin is my best friend and there isn't really a day that goes by that we don't talk to each other on the phone and I cherish our relationship &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;SO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;much. I hope that my sons will have the same relationship as I do with my sister and the same relationship with me as I do with my mother. Family is extremely important to be apart of and to have in life. I can't express enough how much I love my sons and how much joy they bring into mine and Jesse's life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KsiIIu9fyh4/TkS-6naunuI/AAAAAAAABYY/ACQjo7bfW7w/s1600/brotherlylove1edit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KsiIIu9fyh4/TkS-6naunuI/AAAAAAAABYY/ACQjo7bfW7w/s320/brotherlylove1edit.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Even if their eyes are closed....I sure love this photo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J-6LiUYJnEE/TkS-dq2dlmI/AAAAAAAABYI/TVbZRtuNf3g/s1600/0513111502.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J-6LiUYJnEE/TkS-dq2dlmI/AAAAAAAABYI/TVbZRtuNf3g/s320/0513111502.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Finding them in Kylar's crib like this was too cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-apyaa9SCN9M/TkS-ZOlJPNI/AAAAAAAABYE/ilb8dE5WQbo/s1600/0512111324.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-apyaa9SCN9M/TkS-ZOlJPNI/AAAAAAAABYE/ilb8dE5WQbo/s320/0512111324.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Hanging out on the porch and sitting in a chair together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_tHwno35SE8/TkS-kTV_uAI/AAAAAAAABYM/MTii9z9KSCk/s1600/0601111353a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_tHwno35SE8/TkS-kTV_uAI/AAAAAAAABYM/MTii9z9KSCk/s320/0601111353a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;They are always pulling this wagon around together at their grandparents home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-2797255514552927566?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/2797255514552927566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=2797255514552927566' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/2797255514552927566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/2797255514552927566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/08/brotherly-love.html' title='Brotherly Love'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QMXNDx2lZZQ/TkS-oBDSQfI/AAAAAAAABYQ/n1XEczj5c2E/s72-c/0810111736.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-114196133133589646</id><published>2011-08-12T11:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T11:00:06.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness = Swimming</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Jesse has been holding out on me.......I was getting a picture from his phone and I came across these cute little buggers swimming. I have been working a lot lately especially since we are getting ready to take a vacation to Utah next week so I want to cover the hours that I will be missing and because of this I have missed out on some cute moments. Jesse saw a slip n slide in Big 5's ad, so we had to take a trip to that store to buy the boys a slip n slide. I think that Jesse and I are more excited about it than they are....we have to throw them down the slide or they won't go at all. The inner child in me is wanting to go on the slide myself and be childish about it so I may have to do so soon. I am so glad that he took some pictures of them swimming in the pool that my parents have for the grandchildren. I love seeing my children happy and their smiles give me a smile.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tVR2NAxvCVE/TkS1MOD_CMI/AAAAAAAABXw/-hWn6zRrN_w/s1600/0724111731.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tVR2NAxvCVE/TkS1MOD_CMI/AAAAAAAABXw/-hWn6zRrN_w/s320/0724111731.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QA7c02uhvEE/TkS1VQJW4II/AAAAAAAABX0/9pX-CzBoXwQ/s1600/0724111726.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QA7c02uhvEE/TkS1VQJW4II/AAAAAAAABX0/9pX-CzBoXwQ/s320/0724111726.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These two top pictures go a long with a previous post of Kylar and his cute little naked bum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kqbc_GuRR7A/TkS1eTOg9pI/AAAAAAAABX4/JziE5gEPHkY/s1600/0806111331b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kqbc_GuRR7A/TkS1eTOg9pI/AAAAAAAABX4/JziE5gEPHkY/s320/0806111331b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yIcjfJOoPdw/TkS1oST-44I/AAAAAAAABX8/7z9RNh6-F28/s1600/0806111332a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yIcjfJOoPdw/TkS1oST-44I/AAAAAAAABX8/7z9RNh6-F28/s320/0806111332a.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;How cute are their little smiles?! I asked Jesse why they had their shirts on while swimming and he said that they wouldn't take them off. I guess they are not comfortable with feeling naked when it's not bath time.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-114196133133589646?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/114196133133589646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=114196133133589646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/114196133133589646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/114196133133589646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/08/happiness-swimming.html' title='Happiness = Swimming'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tVR2NAxvCVE/TkS1MOD_CMI/AAAAAAAABXw/-hWn6zRrN_w/s72-c/0724111731.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-5645246337475765307</id><published>2011-08-10T12:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T12:00:04.314-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Positive Outlooks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;‎"A mark for every breath you took, every blink, every sleepy yawn. One for every time you sucked your thumb, waved hello, closed your eyes and slept in the most perfect darkness. One for every time you had the hiccups. One for every dream you dreamed within me. It isn't very pretty anymore. Some may even think it ugly. That's OK. It was your home. It's where I first grew to love you, where I lay my hand as I dreamed about who you were and who you would be. It held you until my arms could, and for that, I will always find something beautiful in it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"&gt;My sister Kristin put this as her status on Facebook and I absolutely loved it. It's all about those wonderful stretch marks that we get when we carry our children. I was blessed with a few after my second child and no matter how much stretch mark lotion I spread on my body, they still came!! Anyway, I love the sayings that people come up with to give us a positive outlook on something that may bring us down a bit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-5645246337475765307?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/5645246337475765307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=5645246337475765307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/5645246337475765307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/5645246337475765307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/08/positive-outlooks.html' title='Positive Outlooks'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-9090629959190098098</id><published>2011-08-09T14:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T14:27:58.457-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's August?! What?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's another month and I can't believe how fast Summer is going. I sat here thinking about what August use to mean to me back in the day when June and July were all you had while you were in school. I use to dread the month of August for the only fact: School. Don't get me wrong, I loved high school and starting a new year of it, so I could see all my friends and people I didn't see in the Summer, but having everyday to play, stay up late, and sleep in late was the &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;BEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! Now I am 25 years old with two little children and married. Now all the months blend in with each other and I dread Winter coming.....just means that I am indoors a lot more with two little boys who desperately want to go outside to play. Anyway, here are some pictures of Caleb and Kylar on their big wheels riding around Grandpa and Grandma Hill's house and drinking some yummy koolaid. I sure love these little dudes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WE6KhaEgrB4/TkGWytLm6SI/AAAAAAAABXg/d-sFoGxvrPA/s1600/IMG-20110708-00134.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WE6KhaEgrB4/TkGWytLm6SI/AAAAAAAABXg/d-sFoGxvrPA/s320/IMG-20110708-00134.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lJ1EK9nC5Ek/TkGW0yIswII/AAAAAAAABXk/G3ipRcXRkhI/s1600/IMG-20110708-00135.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lJ1EK9nC5Ek/TkGW0yIswII/AAAAAAAABXk/G3ipRcXRkhI/s320/IMG-20110708-00135.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SkFzvnonA6s/TkGW3rauO2I/AAAAAAAABXo/mmG2U4TGmJM/s1600/IMG-20110708-00137.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SkFzvnonA6s/TkGW3rauO2I/AAAAAAAABXo/mmG2U4TGmJM/s320/IMG-20110708-00137.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ofrNfvitEwk/TkGW5HqyM3I/AAAAAAAABXs/3bztA8S-QCU/s1600/IMG-20110709-00139.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ofrNfvitEwk/TkGW5HqyM3I/AAAAAAAABXs/3bztA8S-QCU/s320/IMG-20110709-00139.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-9090629959190098098?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/9090629959190098098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=9090629959190098098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/9090629959190098098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/9090629959190098098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-august-what.html' title='It&apos;s August?! What?!'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WE6KhaEgrB4/TkGWytLm6SI/AAAAAAAABXg/d-sFoGxvrPA/s72-c/IMG-20110708-00134.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-4889613040420151600</id><published>2011-07-29T11:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T11:31:33.251-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Capturing Moments</title><content type='html'>I am all about taking my camera every where that I go, but a lot of the time we are in such a hurry that I forget it at home so most of my pictures are taken using my Blackberry which doesn't always give the best quality of photos. However, I cannot let myself miss a moment so I am constantly telling our boys "Say Cheese" while holding up my phone so now when they use one of their play phones they will come up to me and say, "Mommy, say cheese," then hold up their phone and take a picture. Cracks me up! I just have two pictures to share on this &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;LOVELY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Friday morning before I am off to work to slave away. I hope you all have a wonderful weekend especially since it's the last one in July. Sadness........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;................................................................&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X8CQsLc4rDM/TjLt_t3gS7I/AAAAAAAABXY/cSKeAZhyTms/s1600/Calebinthedoor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X8CQsLc4rDM/TjLt_t3gS7I/AAAAAAAABXY/cSKeAZhyTms/s320/Calebinthedoor.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We were just getting home and Caleb managed to get himself caught between the two doors. It was hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_7mJLAS1p1Y/TjLuM48QVDI/AAAAAAAABXc/0OiojzJc1dM/s1600/IMG-20110719-00215.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_7mJLAS1p1Y/TjLuM48QVDI/AAAAAAAABXc/0OiojzJc1dM/s320/IMG-20110719-00215.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I went in to check on my boys during their nap and found my little Kylar sleeping like this. How precious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-4889613040420151600?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/4889613040420151600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=4889613040420151600' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/4889613040420151600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/4889613040420151600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/07/capturing-moments.html' title='Capturing Moments'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X8CQsLc4rDM/TjLt_t3gS7I/AAAAAAAABXY/cSKeAZhyTms/s72-c/Calebinthedoor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-7349187212788616752</id><published>2011-07-25T18:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T18:24:12.761-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Bit of a Plumbers Crack....</title><content type='html'>It's never any fun to be scheduled to work a weekend especially Sundays since they are the only days Jesse and I have a full day together and it's the day of rest, but while I was gone at work our little boys had some fun of their own with Grandma and Grandpa Hill. It was really &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; all day Sunday, so while the boys were outside playing, Grandpa decided that he would spray the kids with the hose and Grandma put some water in the pool. The boys didn't have their swimsuits on, just their clothes and had so much fun getting wet. I am glad my Dad took some pictures of it and I am glad that I get to share them because they are so &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;STINKIN &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;cute and funny! It's amazing how much liquid a diaper can consume....Kylar had an extremely loaded diaper of water since he didn't have a little swimmers diaper on. I sure &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOVE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my boys!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aCnqRPHCwXg/Ti4I46hprcI/AAAAAAAABXM/5hFCGp285mw/s1600/Thornton-20110724-00010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aCnqRPHCwXg/Ti4I46hprcI/AAAAAAAABXM/5hFCGp285mw/s320/Thornton-20110724-00010.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NfjTVO_u6rA/Ti4I8FOkdLI/AAAAAAAABXQ/yvBu5cFFMok/s1600/Thornton-20110724-00008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NfjTVO_u6rA/Ti4I8FOkdLI/AAAAAAAABXQ/yvBu5cFFMok/s320/Thornton-20110724-00008.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QWeIdKHLKo0/Ti4JCqSmLnI/AAAAAAAABXU/6_AJ9Su6pFk/s1600/Thornton-20110724-00011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QWeIdKHLKo0/Ti4JCqSmLnI/AAAAAAAABXU/6_AJ9Su6pFk/s320/Thornton-20110724-00011.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/522816276894126842-7349187212788616752?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/7349187212788616752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=7349187212788616752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/7349187212788616752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/7349187212788616752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/07/little-bit-of-plumbers-crack.html' title='Little Bit of a Plumbers Crack....'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aCnqRPHCwXg/Ti4I46hprcI/AAAAAAAABXM/5hFCGp285mw/s72-c/Thornton-20110724-00010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-6724329925706421691</id><published>2011-07-23T11:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T21:21:42.618-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Blank, please blank.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="subtextdear" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; margin-left: 5px; text-align: left; width: 490px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I was browsing websites the other night for fun....I was watching&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;my shows that I had recorded and was a bit bored. I came&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;across this website called Dear Blank, please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;blank and thought it was very creative and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;funny. I didn't care for some, others were&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;funny, and some I was like,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"I totally know how that is." Enjoy!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="subtextdear" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; font-family: Garamond, 'Palatino Linotype', serif; font-size: 20px; margin-left: 5px; text-align: left; width: 490px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="subtextdear" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; font-family: Garamond, 'Palatino Linotype', serif; font-size: 20px; margin-left: 5px; text-align: left; width: 490px;"&gt;Dear God,&amp;nbsp;If you can't make me skinny, please make all my friends fat.&amp;nbsp;Sincerely, not picky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="submittedby" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; font-family: Garamond, 'Palatino Linotype', serif; font-size: 20px; margin-right: 5px; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="subtextdear" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; font-size: 20px; margin-left: 5px; text-align: left; width: 490px;"&gt;Dear Karma,&amp;nbsp;I have a list of people you missed.&amp;nbsp;Sincerely, no rush, though.&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/522816276894126842-6724329925706421691?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/6724329925706421691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=6724329925706421691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/6724329925706421691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/6724329925706421691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/07/dear-blank-please-blank.html' title='Dear Blank, please blank.'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-8588394615320171503</id><published>2011-07-22T12:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T12:00:01.418-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Boys Drawings</title><content type='html'>I love watching my children draw pictures and seeing their minds expanding or broadening.....(whichever word I am trying to think of to use). What colors to chose? What are the colors? What should I draw? Then when it's put on paper, it's just a bunch of scribbles to the adults, but to them it's a variety of things. The other night Caleb and Kylar wanted to draw some pictures and they were so excited about it. Caleb kept saying he wanted to draw a robot and he drew one that looked like one to him, but to me it looked like a big circle with scribbles. It's amazing how fast children can learn things and remember. I love hearing them say what color the crayon is, what the shape is that they want to draw or what I am drawing, what an animal is and the sound they make, etc. It's important to spend as much time as you can with your children and teach them as much as you know.&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-88Ni3qzwVJ4/TijAIb6QlNI/AAAAAAAABW8/sKiol2-sVd8/s1600/IMG-20110720-00222.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-88Ni3qzwVJ4/TijAIb6QlNI/AAAAAAAABW8/sKiol2-sVd8/s320/IMG-20110720-00222.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CmQeIP3HCm4/TijAM1xeSoI/AAAAAAAABXA/EfCtJDXCm2k/s1600/IMG-20110720-00224.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CmQeIP3HCm4/TijAM1xeSoI/AAAAAAAABXA/EfCtJDXCm2k/s320/IMG-20110720-00224.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;................................................................&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also wanted to give a review on a product: Twistable crayons are &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! I always hated getting out crayons because I knew once I did there would be a ton of them broken within minutes and they made a mess! So I saw someone at church with these twistable crayons and thought I would look into them. They are perfect. They dont break, they dont make a mess with my kids, and best of all they don't try to eat these. I definitely love that I don't have to purchase a box of crayons all the time too. Another product that I purchased the other day for the kids was the Crayola Dry-Erase crayons and board. Love it too! I needed something that the kids could use while we go for drives or go on trips. The only thing I am starting to notice is the crayons can make a mess on their little hands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--YumzdidYoo/TijBQ563eyI/AAAAAAAABXE/1VRhIt1swvQ/s1600/IMG-20110720-00220.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--YumzdidYoo/TijBQ563eyI/AAAAAAAABXE/1VRhIt1swvQ/s320/IMG-20110720-00220.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6bLOpbyWrcA/TijBWRWXF5I/AAAAAAAABXI/QPOxfhlkWro/s1600/IMG-20110720-00221.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6bLOpbyWrcA/TijBWRWXF5I/AAAAAAAABXI/QPOxfhlkWro/s320/IMG-20110720-00221.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/522816276894126842-8588394615320171503?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/8588394615320171503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=8588394615320171503' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/8588394615320171503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/8588394615320171503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/07/little-boys-drawings.html' title='Little Boys Drawings'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-88Ni3qzwVJ4/TijAIb6QlNI/AAAAAAAABW8/sKiol2-sVd8/s72-c/IMG-20110720-00222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-6009795480946059041</id><published>2011-07-21T17:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T17:25:58.878-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovin' Dates and Drives</title><content type='html'>Jesse and I had a great weekend by going on an afternoon date to see the last installment of Harry Potter. We had to stand in line for almost an hour before going into the theater. That's one thing that I don't like having to do when a VERY popular movie has been released, but that's also what you get for not being able to wait to see it. We enjoyed it a lot and it's a bit saddening that it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GumXUKjJ5RE/TihoqQseMOI/AAAAAAAABWk/msq4h5TcNOc/s1600/harry-potter-and-the-deathly-hallows-part-2-poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GumXUKjJ5RE/TihoqQseMOI/AAAAAAAABWk/msq4h5TcNOc/s320/harry-potter-and-the-deathly-hallows-part-2-poster.jpg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.................................................................&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also decided to go on a drive with our sons and ended up going out towards Cave Falls so we decided to &amp;nbsp;visit Mesa Falls. It's been a while since we've been there and it was LOVELY. The sun was out, the weather was hot with a breeze, and the kids had so much fun running around. They would shout, "Look Mom, it's water!! So pretty." It seems like Jesse and I don't do this type of thing often and we ought too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B98Z76ye8ME/TihnPzMhsiI/AAAAAAAABWg/U9mCXnLv6Dc/s1600/IMG-20110717-00194.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B98Z76ye8ME/TihnPzMhsiI/AAAAAAAABWg/U9mCXnLv6Dc/s320/IMG-20110717-00194.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-meSQrEoTQjk/Tiho9gi8I6I/AAAAAAAABWo/6stxmnCOcDU/s1600/IMG-20110717-00197.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-meSQrEoTQjk/Tiho9gi8I6I/AAAAAAAABWo/6stxmnCOcDU/s320/IMG-20110717-00197.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Dates and Drives'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GumXUKjJ5RE/TihoqQseMOI/AAAAAAAABWk/msq4h5TcNOc/s72-c/harry-potter-and-the-deathly-hallows-part-2-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-7819697569525491957</id><published>2011-07-18T21:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T21:08:17.004-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the World......Miss Millie J</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YwqV6SlJsRc/TiT0wkdpfxI/AAAAAAAABWc/WuxkXCrekck/s1600/284793_10150248376432353_531102352_7667351_528123_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YwqV6SlJsRc/TiT0wkdpfxI/AAAAAAAABWc/WuxkXCrekck/s320/284793_10150248376432353_531102352_7667351_528123_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister Kristin welcomed a baby girl into this world on July 8th, the day before Kylar had his 2nd birthday. Her name is Millie and her middle name is our Mother's name..Jacqueline, so we like to call her Millie J. She just melts my heart. She is so precious and stinkin cute! I think I forgot what it felt like to hold a newborn child and the feeling it gives you..........absolutely &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; it! We were only able to go down to Utah for a day since we had work, but we plan on taking a weekend vacation within the next week or two......Maybe I will change my mind and we will be having our third child, but that's a&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; BIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; maybe. I am content being a Mother to my handsome boys at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2QbVrEksA0/TiTxghlE85I/AAAAAAAABWU/hqqEr2yxXsU/s1600/milliendarcy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V2QbVrEksA0/TiTxghlE85I/AAAAAAAABWU/hqqEr2yxXsU/s320/milliendarcy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-7819697569525491957?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/7819697569525491957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=7819697569525491957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/7819697569525491957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/7819697569525491957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/07/welcome-to-worldmiss-millie-j.html' title='Welcome to the World......Miss Millie J'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YwqV6SlJsRc/TiT0wkdpfxI/AAAAAAAABWc/WuxkXCrekck/s72-c/284793_10150248376432353_531102352_7667351_528123_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-4009105527357721028</id><published>2011-07-15T15:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T15:30:40.868-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our 4th of July</title><content type='html'>Finally, I can talk about how we spent our 4th of July weekend and it was a pretty good one. First of all Steven, Kate, and Landon were able to come up from Utah and spend it with the family so that was really nice to have them home. Friday night Jesse's family went camping up around cave falls, but Jesse and I weren't able to go since I had to work late Friday night and he had to work Saturday morning. We felt a bit sad about missing it, but from what everyone said it was a good thing we didn't go. They got attacked by a ton of mosqitos which ruined it a bit. Anyway, Saturday we all had this plan that we would go swimming at the new Rexburg Rapids, but they were not taking any more people due to being at full capacity. That was a bit of a bummer, but on the other hand I don't know how well I would have liked being there crowded. So we just got out the kid pools and slip and slide and had our own little pool party at the Farrer's home. All the little boys had a great time splashing water and playing. We also roasted some marshmallows and made us some smores while enjoying some good family conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;............................................................................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, the wonderful 4th of July, we got up early so we could watch the Rexburg Parade. If I knew something better to do I would do it, honestly, then watching the Parade. I love Parades, but I love the parades with tons of floats and in my opinion the Rexburg parade is just a bunch of advertisements, a bit boring, and &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAY&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to long with too many &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;LONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; spaces between some of the people. We just go because its a tradition, gets our kids in the spirit of the 4th, and it's nice to spend time with family and see people you haven't seen a long while. After the parade we went over to Jimmy Johns to have some lunch and afterwards we went with Josh, Laura, Steven, and Kate to see Transformers 3: Dark of the Moon in 3D. We enjoyed the movie, but we didn't enjoy the 3D experience as much, it sort of made the movie blurry and there wasn't that many cool effects that made it worth watching in 3D. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oNG1Rtu26-A/TiCvnuSle1I/AAAAAAAABV8/9wVp_cEokLg/s1600/4thofJuly+026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" m$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oNG1Rtu26-A/TiCvnuSle1I/AAAAAAAABV8/9wVp_cEokLg/s320/4thofJuly+026.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kVcYewWsrIY/TiCvx_gIrNI/AAAAAAAABWA/mEyS23WQ4AU/s1600/4thofJuly+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kVcYewWsrIY/TiCvx_gIrNI/AAAAAAAABWA/mEyS23WQ4AU/s320/4thofJuly+008.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JicX9rT1iqw/TiCv7iFdzAI/AAAAAAAABWE/IQ_I1D4S9f8/s1600/4thofJuly+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" m$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JicX9rT1iqw/TiCv7iFdzAI/AAAAAAAABWE/IQ_I1D4S9f8/s320/4thofJuly+022.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..................................................................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Monday night was spent cooking up some yummy BBQ food, conversations, lighting off our own fireworks, and waiting, and waiting, and waiting for the Rexburg fireworks until it was really late and we decided to take our boys home to bed. Usually it's been where when we are done with our fireworks, not to much longer after that the BIG fireworks start to go off and this year it wasn't till 11:30 pm when they went off. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;SUPER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; late and we were so exhausted that we watched maybe a minute of it and went to bed. Sort of a disappointment this year. Caleb &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;LOVED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the fireworks and got excited. Kylar on the other hand was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;TERRIFIED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! He screamed, cried, tensed up, and wouldn't let go of who ever was holding him. We eventually went into the house and watched from the window, but even then he wouldn't go near the window. I hope next year he loves them as much as Caleb did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The loader was SUPER slow for loading pictures so I didnt load much......another post I will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-4009105527357721028?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/4009105527357721028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=4009105527357721028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/4009105527357721028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/4009105527357721028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/07/our-4th-of-july.html' title='Our 4th of July'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oNG1Rtu26-A/TiCvnuSle1I/AAAAAAAABV8/9wVp_cEokLg/s72-c/4thofJuly+026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-6128485124957949172</id><published>2011-07-06T11:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T11:00:00.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Says It's All Work and No Play?!....</title><content type='html'>Last week was a pretty busy one for us. Jesse's work gave them some fun incentives for meeting their sales goals so Jesse got about 3 hours off work during the day Wednesday and went golfing with all his co-workers. I would love to show you pictures, but Jesse isn't much of a picture taker. He seemed to really enjoy it and got some sun that day golfing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..................................................&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That Thursday his work was having a BBQ at Rainbow Lake so we gathered up our chairs and our little boys and had us a fun little afternoon. Caleb and Kylar spent most of their time by the water throwing rocks into the water......that's when I discovered I had one tough little man. I turned around to see Caleb carrying a really BIG rock all the way down to the water (this rock was the size of his head.) I am now wishing that I would of caught a picture of it in time, but he was so proud to have thrown it into the water. While our kids enjoyed their time with rocks and water, Jesse and I enjoyed our time with all the adults eating some great food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--fZX6L9VvYw/ThP8yaIfqWI/AAAAAAAABVo/D5WUeV-Hh9c/s1600/rainbowlake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--fZX6L9VvYw/ThP8yaIfqWI/AAAAAAAABVo/D5WUeV-Hh9c/s320/rainbowlake.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Sljcy97qQw/ThP82YpnBrI/AAAAAAAABVs/Au6l2yHvm1I/s1600/rainbowlake1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Sljcy97qQw/ThP82YpnBrI/AAAAAAAABVs/Au6l2yHvm1I/s320/rainbowlake1.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k_5-HYTydrQ/ThP85UyJMyI/AAAAAAAABVw/sH8lv1iPVIU/s1600/rainbowlake2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k_5-HYTydrQ/ThP85UyJMyI/AAAAAAAABVw/sH8lv1iPVIU/s320/rainbowlake2.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sck5T2RbJY8/ThP87ThMFqI/AAAAAAAABV0/FHo4eT1i_iU/s1600/rainbowlake3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sck5T2RbJY8/ThP87ThMFqI/AAAAAAAABV0/FHo4eT1i_iU/s320/rainbowlake3.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-6128485124957949172?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/6128485124957949172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=6128485124957949172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/6128485124957949172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/6128485124957949172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/07/who-says-its-all-work-and-no-play.html' title='Who Says It&apos;s All Work and No Play?!....'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--fZX6L9VvYw/ThP8yaIfqWI/AAAAAAAABVo/D5WUeV-Hh9c/s72-c/rainbowlake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-6518068507405302221</id><published>2011-06-30T14:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T14:00:02.171-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Summer Addictions</title><content type='html'>I have three shows this Summer that I have recording on the DVR that I absolutely love to watch during the days that I am not working and have nothing to do. One of them is a show on it's third season that I never watched until now and so I have to catch up on the last couple of seasons. The second show is brand new and has one of my crushes that I had back in the days when I would watch Saved by the Bell!! The third show is not really a show that I ever thought to watch and thought was stupid, but I decided to give it a chance and I am hooked! If there is any show that I would recommend it would be Franklin and Bash, absolutely find it funny and witty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oB_KK2Znjp4/TguNT2mUI7I/AAAAAAAABVc/iO04Ubk1w-c/s1600/tv_hawthorne06.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256px" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oB_KK2Znjp4/TguNT2mUI7I/AAAAAAAABVc/iO04Ubk1w-c/s320/tv_hawthorne06.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UgvZscnm-Hs/TguNW59gWZI/AAAAAAAABVg/gLKIGrM0Lvg/s1600/franklin%2526bash.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UgvZscnm-Hs/TguNW59gWZI/AAAAAAAABVg/gLKIGrM0Lvg/s320/franklin%2526bash.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7FKkZEqrnTQ/TguNYnbMQTI/AAAAAAAABVk/mVPNjmRi8nM/s1600/bacheloretteashley.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7FKkZEqrnTQ/TguNYnbMQTI/AAAAAAAABVk/mVPNjmRi8nM/s320/bacheloretteashley.jpg" width="213px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Bachelorette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-6518068507405302221?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/6518068507405302221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=6518068507405302221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/6518068507405302221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/6518068507405302221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-summer-addictions.html' title='My Summer Addictions'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oB_KK2Znjp4/TguNT2mUI7I/AAAAAAAABVc/iO04Ubk1w-c/s72-c/tv_hawthorne06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-2800094563656998284</id><published>2011-06-29T11:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T11:31:06.269-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tuesday Full of Fun</title><content type='html'>We had a very busy day Tuesday, but a fun one for sure. I babysat my friends super cute daughter, Taivini, who is 6 years old. I have babysat her since she was born and my little boys absolutely love her. They get excited to see her and they show off in front of her. Caleb will throw a crying fit if he doesn't get to give her a hug goodbye when she is leaving. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I didn't want the kids to be bored and cooped up in the house so since it was a really nice, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;HOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; day we went into town. Jesse got a couple of hours for his lunch break so we picked up some food from Arctic Circle including some ice cream cones and went to Porter Park. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-42KF7LbCAGg/TgtgxpbmyCI/AAAAAAAABU4/y6Li4G9Gjic/s1600/tuesday.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-42KF7LbCAGg/TgtgxpbmyCI/AAAAAAAABU4/y6Li4G9Gjic/s320/tuesday.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That park was packed full of people, I think there were so many people you couldn't see the grass they were on. I would love for my kids to go swimming in the spray park, but it's always to hectic there and with as many people as there are at the spray park they get too scared to go near the water. We just spent our time on the carousel and over by the swings so they could play. After an hour or so there, the kids faces were becoming bright red so I thought it was a good time to go home and take a nap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uYOdDdkN0mc/Tgtg8WSTJaI/AAAAAAAABU8/Ml7iHApgpyw/s1600/tuesday1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uYOdDdkN0mc/Tgtg8WSTJaI/AAAAAAAABU8/Ml7iHApgpyw/s320/tuesday1.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9r4Ae5XxcqA/Tgtg_HVm32I/AAAAAAAABVA/9-geQWSH7HQ/s1600/tuesday2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9r4Ae5XxcqA/Tgtg_HVm32I/AAAAAAAABVA/9-geQWSH7HQ/s320/tuesday2.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The only child that got a nap in was Kylar, as soon as my friend showed up to pick up her daughter, we decided to go see &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Rio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at the cheap theater with the kids. I haven't taken my boys to the theater to see a movie yet. I just know how they will act and they wouldn't sit still for an entire movie so I have never wanted to waste the money or deal with the rowdyness. Since Caleb is 3, I decided I would just take him with me to the movie. I bought him some popcorn and a chocolate milk, he sat in his seat for a good hour so in tuned into the movie while eating popcorn and taking sips of his milk. It was the cutest thing to see! After the popcorn was gone, he turned to me and said, "Mom, I ready to go home." There was still a lot of movie left so he just walked around and ran down the aisle a couple of times. For our first time at the movies, my boy did a good job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TA0j88l0oQs/TgthJqqY4NI/AAAAAAAABVE/_Tz4QV43kKo/s1600/RIO.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TA0j88l0oQs/TgthJqqY4NI/AAAAAAAABVE/_Tz4QV43kKo/s320/RIO.jpg" width="216px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gRK5veWR5hM/TgthN5gWU6I/AAAAAAAABVI/EPXRi43llN0/s1600/tuesday3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gRK5veWR5hM/TgthN5gWU6I/AAAAAAAABVI/EPXRi43llN0/s320/tuesday3.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-2800094563656998284?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/2800094563656998284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=2800094563656998284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/2800094563656998284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/2800094563656998284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/06/tuesday-full-of-fun.html' title='A Tuesday Full of Fun'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-42KF7LbCAGg/TgtgxpbmyCI/AAAAAAAABU4/y6Li4G9Gjic/s72-c/tuesday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-1942653890360759278</id><published>2011-06-26T23:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T23:49:41.433-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Hair Do</title><content type='html'>I am sitting here trying to decide on what it is I want to blog about and I do have a few things I could mention, but it's late and I am exhausted from putting in a full day of work.....This is what I have decided....After &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;TONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of debating on what I wanted to do different with myself. I decided that I would just cut my hair short.......I was getting to the point that I was completely sick with how it looked and I wanted it to grow thicker and longer so I needed to start fresh. What better way to do that then just cutting it. I got a little bit of an A line so there is some layers, but not too crazy. I love the way it feels and it's perfect for the Summer. After getting this hair cut I was thinking that I would give it a new color as well. Guess I have another decision to make..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S_wEWKq-Tr0/TggZJn_QlXI/AAAAAAAABU0/STusyCiQkAQ/s1600/haircut1edit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="288px" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S_wEWKq-Tr0/TggZJn_QlXI/AAAAAAAABU0/STusyCiQkAQ/s320/haircut1edit.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Just wanted to show the shortness of it and how cute it curls)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-1942653890360759278?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/1942653890360759278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=1942653890360759278' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/1942653890360759278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/1942653890360759278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-hair-do.html' title='A New Hair Do'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S_wEWKq-Tr0/TggZJn_QlXI/AAAAAAAABU0/STusyCiQkAQ/s72-c/haircut1edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-3675068165091376291</id><published>2011-06-24T14:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T14:23:45.625-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Funniest Things Kids Say</title><content type='html'>I am not sure if all of you follow me on Facebook, but I will usually post the cute things my kids say. (Mostly Caleb since he talks more clearly than Kylar.) I am going to start writing them down so I can remember them all and get a few laughs in when we are older. The most recent one was yesterday when I was changing Kylar's stinky diaper and Caleb came over to help me out. He looks at the diaper and says, "Ewww! He's poopy and it's icky." Then turns to Kylar, gives him a kiss on his forehead, rubs it with his hand, and tells Kylar, "I love you Kywer." I absolutely love catching those brotherly moments and hearing the funniest things come out of their mouths. Yesterday morning I could hear them talking to one another over the baby monitor and could hear Caleb say, "Good morning Kywer. How are you doing?" Kylar said, "Hi Kywer." For some reason Kylar calls Caleb, Kylar. Kind of funny. When I went into their room, Caleb was in Kylar's crib and they were both fixing a toy together. Another cute moment was one night I was gathering their pj's while they were in their bath and we over hear Caleb say to Kylar, "Kywer, what are we going to do today?" This made us giggle for the fact that it was after 7 pm and it amazes us how quick children learn what things mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are complete opposites of one another, for instance, in the mornings they have to eat different cereal then one another. Caleb grabs cocoa puffs and Kylar grabs frosted flakes, they won't eat the same things. When you ask Caleb for a kiss, he will grab your face and lay a kiss on you. When you ask Kylar for a kiss, he will come up to you with his forehead down for you to kiss him. It cracks me up! Kylar is a blanky boy, goes everywhere with a blanket, and I can usually find at least 5 blankets laying around the house in different rooms. He won't leave his crib without one or go to bed without one. Caleb on the other hand doesn't care for a blanket at all and will only want one if he wants to cuddle with me or Jesse during a show. When they were babies, Caleb loved binkies and had to have one all the time or he wouldn't sleep. Kylar hated binkies. You would put one in his mouth, he would spit it out, and scream if someone put one in his mouth. The only thing that comforted him was a specific bottle and a blanket covering half of his face. Sometimes when I check on him during his nap, he still sleeps with the blanket covering his face (still able to breathe, of course.) If one does something, the other has to do it as well or they feel left out. When you have two kids so close to one anothers age you can't give one something and leave the other one out. It's two of everything such as two water guns, two bubble blowers, two big wheels, two shovels, etc. which makes birthdays a bit awful so Jesse and I have to strategize. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see how people say having children so close in age is a good thing, but it can also be a challenge. I am grateful that I ended up having two boys so close together. They already have a cute brother relationship and they are never alone. I look forward to seeing their personalities grow as they get older and seeing their relationship grow closer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IK75SsaWPFE/TgTyCrk7s5I/AAAAAAAABUk/Aawal3XVXWE/s1600/june24.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IK75SsaWPFE/TgTyCrk7s5I/AAAAAAAABUk/Aawal3XVXWE/s320/june24.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kylar helping me clean out our vehicle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jwPk9HBx11c/TgTyFGhreXI/AAAAAAAABUo/9pwq2-Hydbk/s1600/june24.1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jwPk9HBx11c/TgTyFGhreXI/AAAAAAAABUo/9pwq2-Hydbk/s320/june24.1.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Caleb a bit upset because he was pushed to play in the jumper.﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-3675068165091376291?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/3675068165091376291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=3675068165091376291' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/3675068165091376291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/3675068165091376291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/06/funniest-things-kids-say.html' title='The Funniest Things Kids Say'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IK75SsaWPFE/TgTyCrk7s5I/AAAAAAAABUk/Aawal3XVXWE/s72-c/june24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-9024114044236318687</id><published>2011-06-23T10:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T10:29:32.661-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy....Belated.....Father's Day</title><content type='html'>I am a bit behind on Father's Day. I had to work the entire weekend with long hours so I wasn't really able to do anything fun with my husband and our boys. We got to spend some time after work on Friday by going to the Farmer's Market in Idaho Falls. I finally got me a cute purse that is super pink, but thats what makes it fun! The boys played on the blow up jumper and had a blast and afterwards I took Jesse to Red Robin for dinner. I spent Father's Day at work, but got up early enough to surprise Jesse with his gift. Jesse spent the day with Caleb and Kylar and had dinner at his parents home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;..................................................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--6F2OE4Fu3w/TgNoij_rf9I/AAAAAAAABUc/i7HlP0k7TBc/s1600/JesseKylar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--6F2OE4Fu3w/TgNoij_rf9I/AAAAAAAABUc/i7HlP0k7TBc/s320/JesseKylar.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I just want to put a little spotlight on my husband Jesse. Seeing Jesse as a Dad makes me think about why I fell in love with him in the first place. He has such a tenderness and he is so caring. He is absolutely wonderful and so supportive. Watching him play with our children and seeing those moments where our sons are cuddled up with him melts my heart. I knew that when I fell for him that I wanted to be Mrs. Farrer and that I wanted to have children with him. When we first were expecting our first, all I wanted was our son to come out looking like his Daddy......blue eyes and blonde hair, but I honestly didn't think it would happen because I was hearing brunette is more dominant. Well, lucky me....Caleb looks just like his Daddy!! I couldn't have asked for a&amp;nbsp;better partner in life and seeing him as a Father is just one more side of him that has me falling in love with him a little more each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...................................................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y1R5qRj6fX8/TgNpkfV_nCI/AAAAAAAABUg/MypJ3rm1hwY/s1600/Halloween09+016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-y1R5qRj6fX8/TgNpkfV_nCI/AAAAAAAABUg/MypJ3rm1hwY/s320/Halloween09+016.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have always considered myself to be a Daddy's girl for the fact that when my parents divorced I lived with my Dad and grew up with my Dad. My Dad can be a stubborn man and can come across as intense, but he is a softy underneath it all. I have a good balance in my life between my Dad and Mom. Each one of them give me strenghth, couragement, and love. Like I have said before I could not imagine life without the both of them and I am so thankful that my Dad was able to stick around with us after having a heart attack two years ago. I am grateful for all that my Dad has done for me and for being my Dad. I love him a ton.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-9024114044236318687?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/9024114044236318687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=9024114044236318687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/9024114044236318687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/9024114044236318687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/06/happybelatedfathers-day.html' title='Happy....Belated.....Father&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--6F2OE4Fu3w/TgNoij_rf9I/AAAAAAAABUc/i7HlP0k7TBc/s72-c/JesseKylar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-2311220362917826272</id><published>2011-06-17T21:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T21:54:33.320-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: large;"&gt;HAPPY FRIDAY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Today is a day off from work so I got to wake up with my little men today and watched our morning cartoons together. This morning I discovered that they no longer wanted to watch Spongebob Squarepants or Mickey Mouse Clubhouse.......It was &lt;strong&gt;Bubble Guppies&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3IvNJ_P-WPA/Tfvh8s9OaxI/AAAAAAAABUE/KXqhw_3fBBc/s1600/bubble+guppies.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="219px" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3IvNJ_P-WPA/Tfvh8s9OaxI/AAAAAAAABUE/KXqhw_3fBBc/s320/bubble+guppies.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As soon as this show came on this morning I didn't hear a word or any movement from my boys. They were glued to the television....Even right now as I am typing this Caleb is saying, "ooooo! It's bubble guppies Mom." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.................................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this morning we spent time with Jesse while he was on his lunch break, dropped him off back at work, and I took the boys to the park. We rode the carousel for the 50th time (it feels like that many) and the boys stuck their hands and feet in the water at the spray park. Caleb will no longer allow us to visit Smith Park, it has to be Porter Park or he cries an unholy fit. Which he seems to do over just about anything these days. I think those terrible two's for a few years. Our afternoon was spent blowing bubbles on the deck and the boys took a two hour nap while I layed in bed watching a movie. I would have to say this Friday has been very relaxing and &lt;strong&gt;MUCH &lt;/strong&gt;needed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_F2KH0seXUI/Tfwg6BlBzFI/AAAAAAAABUI/ygRKhiBhf7Q/s1600/spraypark1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_F2KH0seXUI/Tfwg6BlBzFI/AAAAAAAABUI/ygRKhiBhf7Q/s320/spraypark1.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Z5vgMnoRCw/Tfwg9x9VTlI/AAAAAAAABUM/_k2RWIC_YdQ/s1600/spraypark2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i$="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Z5vgMnoRCw/Tfwg9x9VTlI/AAAAAAAABUM/_k2RWIC_YdQ/s320/spraypark2.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CLirLUsRsvI/TfwhBYZmcHI/AAAAAAAABUQ/sDPt7yHxPl4/s1600/spraypark3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CLirLUsRsvI/TfwhBYZmcHI/AAAAAAAABUQ/sDPt7yHxPl4/s320/spraypark3.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FqILN7BdPws/TfwhYfcrIJI/AAAAAAAABUY/NUpRCEzpljw/s1600/spraypark5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i$="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FqILN7BdPws/TfwhYfcrIJI/AAAAAAAABUY/NUpRCEzpljw/s320/spraypark5.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-2311220362917826272?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/2311220362917826272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=2311220362917826272' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/2311220362917826272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/2311220362917826272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-friday.html' title='It&apos;s Friday!'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3IvNJ_P-WPA/Tfvh8s9OaxI/AAAAAAAABUE/KXqhw_3fBBc/s72-c/bubble+guppies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-7407091332382857094</id><published>2011-06-16T10:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T10:57:33.500-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Kylar's Bad Day</title><content type='html'>Yay me! I am keeping up with the blog. If you haven't visited in a while there are a few posts made the last few days......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.....................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;This is one of the stories that I forgot to blog about which makes me laugh every time. A couple of weeks ago we went to church with Jesse's family to change it up a little and it was not a very good day for Kylar. He woke up awnry, he was walking into doors and walls, and everything seem to be going bad for him. It's never any fun dealing with a child in a bad mood at church especially when we need to be reverent. I don't think we were able to hear any of the talks in Sacrament due to Kylar constantly needing to leave the room for fit throwing. Jesse just decided to take him out and stay out till the meeting was over. As I was sitting in Sacrament with Caleb I could hear my phone buzzing in our church bag. (Yes I brought my phone into church which I never do, but for some reason I felt the need to this Sunday.) Here is the picture that I received from Jesse: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sDsaRsaj2gA/Tfo1e28IilI/AAAAAAAABUA/jqOWY3nC3RM/s1600/616.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sDsaRsaj2gA/Tfo1e28IilI/AAAAAAAABUA/jqOWY3nC3RM/s320/616.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As a parent I feel bad for our little guy, but looking at this picture of him crying just makes me giggle. He is such a cute little man. ﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-7407091332382857094?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/7407091332382857094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=7407091332382857094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/7407091332382857094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/7407091332382857094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/06/kylars-bad-day.html' title='Kylar&apos;s Bad Day'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sDsaRsaj2gA/Tfo1e28IilI/AAAAAAAABUA/jqOWY3nC3RM/s72-c/616.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-1216141274700965358</id><published>2011-06-16T00:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T00:09:46.511-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Video</title><content type='html'>I was searching through my old blog posts and watched some videos I had posted of Caleb when he was a little baby. I need to start posting videos and taking more videos of our children. I feel sad knowing that all the video footage I have is using my cell phone which is 30 seconds for each. Darn it. Gotta remember these moments and capture them as much as you can. My boys are growing up &lt;strong&gt;WAY &lt;/strong&gt;too fast!! Anyway, here is a video I found of them dancing together. Cracks me up watching Kylar dance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-26e9ef1dd21f1a61" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D26e9ef1dd21f1a61%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330368172%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D965BC5E40158539DE346A7440929C5626B08311.352678FD1DFFF1D73C2047B8E8037AE761667F79%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D26e9ef1dd21f1a61%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DknIrV5Cw0NAjfPwBSniTKq1DLTA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D26e9ef1dd21f1a61%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330368172%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D965BC5E40158539DE346A7440929C5626B08311.352678FD1DFFF1D73C2047B8E8037AE761667F79%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D26e9ef1dd21f1a61%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DknIrV5Cw0NAjfPwBSniTKq1DLTA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-1216141274700965358?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/1216141274700965358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=1216141274700965358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/1216141274700965358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/1216141274700965358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/06/video.html' title='Video'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-311188442474226898</id><published>2011-06-15T23:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T23:31:46.572-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What You Will Do To Get Some Relaxation</title><content type='html'>My hours have picked up a bit more at my job and with my job I am constantly on my feet the entire time so by the end of my shift at work my legs are &lt;strong&gt;HURTING&lt;/strong&gt;, my feet are &lt;strong&gt;DEAD&lt;/strong&gt;, and some how my shoulders are in &lt;strong&gt;PAIN&lt;/strong&gt;. I definitely need to invest in some comfy shoes so that will be my mission this weekend. If any of you have some suggestions on what would be great shoes, please fill free to leave a comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After work today, I was so anxious to crawl into bed so I could let my body relax, but since I have two little boys and it was only 5 pm I couldnt really do that. I patiently waited for time to pass and in that time I fed my children dinner, gave them a bath while I layed on the rug by the bath tub so I could rest, but yet keep an eye on them while they played in the water, and then we snuggled for a few before bed.﻿ Now Jesse doesn't usually get home till 8 pm and that's when the kids go to bed, but I figured since they both didn't nap today that I could get away with putting them to bed early. (I must sound terrible, but I really wanted to rest.) So around 7:30 I put them in their beds even knowing that doing so they wouldn't fall asleep immediately, they would just talk and giggle for an hour or more which is exactly what they did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sc0_EM_F48A/TfmVFseQrMI/AAAAAAAABTs/r7sjHIXfNws/s1600/momandboys.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i$="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sc0_EM_F48A/TfmVFseQrMI/AAAAAAAABTs/r7sjHIXfNws/s320/momandboys.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyway, all I could think about was crawling into that bed of ours and that's exactly what I did. I had been wanting to watch this movie on Netflix called Jane Eyre and I have seen it at the cheap theater as well but I think they are two different movies. The one I watched was an older movie&amp;nbsp;and I think the one in theaters is a newer version. Well, Jesse came home while I was watching this movie and instead of leaving our bedroom to do a guy thing he decided to cuddle up with me and watch it. What a good husband he is and what a supporter. LOL. Well, after the movie he had a look on his face like, "okay&amp;nbsp;I should have done a guy thing" and he looks at me and says, "the shows you women watch." then shakes his head. I couldn't help but laugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.....................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;So for all you ladies who love Jane Austen movies then you would like this movie, however, this is not a Jane Austen movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IiRTM1LKrck/TfmUOWlarbI/AAAAAAAABTo/bNrEPL8Aoy4/s1600/janeeyre.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" i$="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IiRTM1LKrck/TfmUOWlarbI/AAAAAAAABTo/bNrEPL8Aoy4/s320/janeeyre.jpg" width="215px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: left;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-311188442474226898?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/311188442474226898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=311188442474226898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/311188442474226898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/311188442474226898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-you-will-do-to-get-some-relaxation.html' title='What You Will Do To Get Some Relaxation'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sc0_EM_F48A/TfmVFseQrMI/AAAAAAAABTs/r7sjHIXfNws/s72-c/momandboys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-6979720634986547647</id><published>2011-06-13T10:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T10:32:53.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrible Blogger, I am.</title><content type='html'>I seriously need to keep up with my blog. So many things happen and the only evidence I have of them are pictures sitting on my phone forever or adding them to my Facebook page. When I finally get around to updating our blog it's old news or I don't remember all the details. So let's see what I remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesse and I have been spending most of June working a ton. Jesse works over 40 hours a week Monday through Saturday so we don't get a whole lot of time to spend with each other. I mostly work the weekends so my weeks are spent with our little ones. I have been trying to take them to the park as much as I can so they can play with kids and be outside. Caleb loves the carousel, he gets so excited when he sees it, and shouts, "Yay, I get to ride the horsey!" He cracks me up. Watching Caleb and Kylar play together is so precious. They are like two peas in a pod. The other&amp;nbsp;morning while I was laying in bed I could hear them in their room giggling and shouting. Out of no where Caleb says, "Kywer you okay?" Kylar, "uh huh." Caleb, "Okay, I go get Mom. K?" He is always looking out for his little brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GA7iOUk_Dgg/TfY6a9VciDI/AAAAAAAABTY/-yGdD4yRSDY/s1600/playinginthedirt.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GA7iOUk_Dgg/TfY6a9VciDI/AAAAAAAABTY/-yGdD4yRSDY/s320/playinginthedirt.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ySOeuRBTU6E/TfY6lDtTf9I/AAAAAAAABTc/GHfYTVnCBhg/s1600/playinginthedirt1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ySOeuRBTU6E/TfY6lDtTf9I/AAAAAAAABTc/GHfYTVnCBhg/s320/playinginthedirt1.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This is random, but I wanted to tell it since I find it to be cute: When you become parents and married for a while....(Jesse and I will be having our 5 year anniversary soon)..your mornings seem to become the same routine every morning. We wake up, change diapers or underwear, feed the kids breakfast, kiss each other bye, and then the kids watch cartoons together. On the mornings that Jesse and I both work, Caleb will tell Jesse, "Go to work Daddy," but when I have to go to work he will tell me, "No Mom, you dont go to work. Daddy go to work. You stay home." Then as I walk to the car I can see two little boys staring out the window crying. (Breaks my heart.) There will even be times where Caleb will grab my leg and hold on to it so if I walk I have to drag him. It amazes me what kids remember as being the norm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CuXas--OICg/TfY7L4nCX3I/AAAAAAAABTg/ydMExwS0XNA/s1600/boyseatingcerela.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CuXas--OICg/TfY7L4nCX3I/AAAAAAAABTg/ydMExwS0XNA/s320/boyseatingcerela.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jesse sent me this pic on Sunday morning. Made me smile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;This week, Jesse had a weekday off, so I thought we should get out of the house early in the morning while the sun was still shining since you never know if its going to end up raining like it's been almost everyday lately. We took the kids to Porter Park and Jesse turns to me and says, "I&amp;nbsp;now know where all the Mom's go when the Dad's are at work." I laugh at him because there were so many Moms out with kids and there was no sign of a Dad except for Jesse. He felt out of place and I couldn't help but laugh. Other then that weekday, Saturday seemed to be the only day we would have another day together so we took the kids out to lunch, we all took a long afternoon nap, and then Jesse and I went out to the movies with our friends Cameron and Ila. They were in town from Boise for the weekend so it was to get a little time in with them before they headed off to Utah for Lagoon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X6uzaU1T3C4/TfY7WvrDBPI/AAAAAAAABTk/wAI9JURV2BU/s1600/ck.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X6uzaU1T3C4/TfY7WvrDBPI/AAAAAAAABTk/wAI9JURV2BU/s320/ck.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The boys cuddled up in our bed to snacks and watch cartoons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We really haven't done a ton to make note of since it's only consisting of working right now, but we do have some fun things planned this Summer so I will definitely be keeping up more with the blogging world. I hope everyone has a WONDERFUL week and don't forget Father's Day is this Sunday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-6979720634986547647?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/6979720634986547647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=6979720634986547647' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/6979720634986547647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/6979720634986547647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/06/terrible-blogger-i-am.html' title='Terrible Blogger, I am.'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GA7iOUk_Dgg/TfY6a9VciDI/AAAAAAAABTY/-yGdD4yRSDY/s72-c/playinginthedirt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-1902575906529851265</id><published>2011-06-07T11:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T11:41:11.277-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Creative</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone! I have been learning how to create things for blogs so I can start building my cute photography blog so everyone can see my work and I can start building the business. At least once a week I will post something that I have created for a blog or something that I have done that's crafty. So look out for "Being Creative" posts!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For this post, I created a cute blog button!! If you love keeping up with my blogs, add this button to your blog. You will find it on the left side bar. I will also have one for my food blog and I promise to update on that blog a lot more then I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. I will be posting an update here soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qWkAsJHm56c/Te5ir5xfO9I/AAAAAAAABTI/WMy3CMkyC0g/s1600/frame.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qWkAsJHm56c/Te5ir5xfO9I/AAAAAAAABTI/WMy3CMkyC0g/s1600/frame.jpg" t8="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-1902575906529851265?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/1902575906529851265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=1902575906529851265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/1902575906529851265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/1902575906529851265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/06/being-creative.html' title='Being Creative'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qWkAsJHm56c/Te5ir5xfO9I/AAAAAAAABTI/WMy3CMkyC0g/s72-c/frame.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-6846757756957305878</id><published>2011-05-28T10:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T10:44:56.527-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Park Joys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tA9rorNiGkU/TeEmEDAknfI/AAAAAAAABSQ/OxrF7aCC8Js/s1600/park3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tA9rorNiGkU/TeEmEDAknfI/AAAAAAAABSQ/OxrF7aCC8Js/s320/park3.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hello.....Hello. I had the intention after my last post to make another post of my weekend in Utah for my sisters baby shower and I got busy with other things so I completely forgot. Ooops. So in news, I am now a working mom again! Yay! I wanted to have some extra money, meet new people, and have a little "me" time and it's working out &lt;strong&gt;GREAT&lt;/strong&gt;! I work part-time so I am able to be home a lot with my little ones and I don't need daycare since it works with Jesse's work schedule and when it doesn't I have my &lt;strong&gt;WONDERFUL&lt;/strong&gt; dad to watch them. I have been going back and forth whether or not I want to state where I am working for the fact that I never know who may be able to read this and I don't need any stalkers. lol. So if you are curious, send me a message and I will tell ya so you can come see me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my only brother got this really awesome promotion with his job and is having to move this weekend to Moscow, Idaho. I am so proud of him, but deeply saddened that he has to leave. He and his family had been living in California for 4 years and we didn't get to see them much and they finally moved back here last Summer to be closer to family. Now they are having to move again and it hasn't been a year. I hope that we can make that 8 hr trip a couple of times so we can see him, my amazing sister-in-law, and my two neices. My sister-in-law Kathleen is one of the greatest people I know. She is kind, funny, full of advice, fun to hang out with and go shopping with, and I am going to miss her so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last week when the weather was sunny and a bit warmer I took the boys to Porter Park almost every day so they could play on the playground and the splash park. They love playing on the splash park with the water not on. They think its funny to be able to slide down the two slides together. They are also obsessed with the bubble blowers and they have to take them to the park every time we go. I have bought about 5 of them and all different kinds.I&amp;nbsp;just saw a bubble blower at work yesterday that lights up so I just might have to pick that one up for them as well.&amp;nbsp;LOL.&amp;nbsp;I am annoyed that it's&amp;nbsp;almost the end of May and it's still cold. Grrr.. I am SO ready for Summer and I think everyone else feels the same way. Anyway, I hope everyone has a &lt;strong&gt;WONDERFUL&lt;/strong&gt; Memorial Day weekend!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yx00lydPJjc/TeElMQgYgDI/AAAAAAAABSA/dAFFUIKAacw/s1600/park.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yx00lydPJjc/TeElMQgYgDI/AAAAAAAABSA/dAFFUIKAacw/s320/park.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GOdTZbP_TDo/TeElOnUcF2I/AAAAAAAABSE/uv54maMR4ss/s1600/park1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GOdTZbP_TDo/TeElOnUcF2I/AAAAAAAABSE/uv54maMR4ss/s320/park1.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8zHX7_jg4DU/TeElPyFEEXI/AAAAAAAABSI/gG-YX9MQmm0/s1600/park2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8zHX7_jg4DU/TeElPyFEEXI/AAAAAAAABSI/gG-YX9MQmm0/s320/park2.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DCc1CYsghck/TeElco0wTNI/AAAAAAAABSM/S4hGve_CBZA/s1600/park5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DCc1CYsghck/TeElco0wTNI/AAAAAAAABSM/S4hGve_CBZA/s320/park5.jpg" t8="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-6846757756957305878?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/6846757756957305878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=6846757756957305878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/6846757756957305878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/6846757756957305878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/05/park-joys.html' title='Park Joys'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tA9rorNiGkU/TeEmEDAknfI/AAAAAAAABSQ/OxrF7aCC8Js/s72-c/park3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-1892166438971118901</id><published>2011-05-17T09:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T09:59:05.090-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures for now.</title><content type='html'>Hey all! I went to Utah this last week and weekend to throw my sister her baby shower. So I have TONS to post and share, but I don't have a whole lot of time right now to get it done. I just wanted to say that I got a new job that I started yesterday!! Go me! I think I am going to like it and the people are awesome. I am just going to be one busy mama. Anyway, I also took some photos of my sister Kristin and her little family while I was in Utah. I think they turned out really cute and I love doing photography. Hopefully I will push myself to take some more photography classes and do it professionally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4M2Iac-hRlQ/TdKXJjX0EkI/AAAAAAAABRk/C3_BGN34OY8/s1600/kristinandkelly+021editcolor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4M2Iac-hRlQ/TdKXJjX0EkI/AAAAAAAABRk/C3_BGN34OY8/s320/kristinandkelly+021editcolor.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zgGoVtk2NX4/TdKXNuTltlI/AAAAAAAABRo/esdEBJjJH2s/s1600/kristinandkelly+033colortext.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zgGoVtk2NX4/TdKXNuTltlI/AAAAAAAABRo/esdEBJjJH2s/s320/kristinandkelly+033colortext.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LswRzGzQjjA/TcnIfCOUpUI/AAAAAAAABRU/-Lf0WChFM30/s1600/mothersdayflowers.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LswRzGzQjjA/TcnIfCOUpUI/AAAAAAAABRU/-Lf0WChFM30/s320/mothersdayflowers.bmp" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am a bit behind on blog posts, but I definitely felt like I should write about Mother's Day which was last Sunday May 8. I woke up that morning with my children crawling in my bed giving me kisses and hugs. Caleb was going a little bit overboard with the kisses. Kept grabbing my face and saying, "Mom, I want kiss." Then he would giggle and then it&amp;nbsp;Kylar would get in on the action.&amp;nbsp;Jesse had beautiful flowers layed out for me with a cute card that he had written like it would have been Caleb and Kylar writing it to me. It was really cute. We went to church with Jesse's entire family which was wonderful. The boys weren't as cooperative so I wasn't able to hear all the talks given which seems to be every Sacrament meeting with us. After church we all enjoyed a nice lunch at Jesse's parents home and Jesse's mother bought all the grandkids cute clothes so she wanted some pictures taken of them all. There was at least one kid that wasn't in a good mood so we weren't able to get a picture with all the boys smiling, but I think they turned out fun. I was also able to enjoy 3 hours of quiet while Caleb and Kylar took a late afternoon nap which rarely happens these days. I have to say it was the BEST Mother's Day gift of all. I love being a Mother, back in the day when someone would ask me what I wanted to be when I got older my reply was always, "a Mother." I cherish every moment of my boys lives and I try to watch every little detail because they are growing up so quick. I truly hope they know that their mommy adores them with all of her heart and my life is complete with them in it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rffx1S-z3Mc/TcnAIo8buDI/AAAAAAAABQ8/XlyVx5apS_c/s1600/Mothers+Day+Weekend+007edits.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="170px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Rffx1S-z3Mc/TcnAIo8buDI/AAAAAAAABQ8/XlyVx5apS_c/s320/Mothers+Day+Weekend+007edits.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdzvGjO6wvQ/TcnAgg9fTVI/AAAAAAAABRA/uuOKLVFxk-I/s1600/Mothers+Day+Weekend+012edit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="170px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZdzvGjO6wvQ/TcnAgg9fTVI/AAAAAAAABRA/uuOKLVFxk-I/s320/Mothers+Day+Weekend+012edit.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I think it's important to celebrate Mother's Day and no one truly understands the real meaning of Mother's Day until they become a parent themselves. I remember calling my Mom one day and telling her thank you so much for loving me as much as you do and for taking care of me for all the years that she did. It truly is a hard job being a parent and there are times that I will call my Mom crying about being so tired, the boys are being terrible, or Caleb destroyed one of my favorite things. She always knows the right things to say even if it's a simple word. I could not live my life without my Mom. We talk almost every day of the week, she is a true inspiration to me, and she is so beautiful. Happy Mother's Day Mom. I love you so much. I would also like to say that Jesse's mother Terri is an amazing woman. She has so much love in her heart and she is so caring. I couldn't ask for a better Mother-in-law. Another wonderful woman in my life is my step-mother Angie.....she has been my other Mother for more then 11 years. I honestly don't remember how long she has been with my Dad, but it's been a long time. I lived with my Dad after my parents divorced and I couldn't have gotten through junior high or high school without her. Dad's don't know much about being a woman. :) I love you all so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AD9bQKFpCKU/TcnIHYHHuOI/AAAAAAAABRQ/WMX9r8glF3Y/s1600/Mothers+Day+Weekend+046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AD9bQKFpCKU/TcnIHYHHuOI/AAAAAAAABRQ/WMX9r8glF3Y/s320/Mothers+Day+Weekend+046.JPG" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M5Z6a6mv6Q4/TcnCBceCUbI/AAAAAAAABRE/Y_5-8AhS7Ns/s1600/Mothers+Day+Weekend+018edit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M5Z6a6mv6Q4/TcnCBceCUbI/AAAAAAAABRE/Y_5-8AhS7Ns/s320/Mothers+Day+Weekend+018edit.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rUGYOn_fq5w/TcquDTOYZ8I/AAAAAAAABRY/i7A9LkkiiZ8/s1600/Mothers+Day+Weekend+025edit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rUGYOn_fq5w/TcquDTOYZ8I/AAAAAAAABRY/i7A9LkkiiZ8/s320/Mothers+Day+Weekend+025edit.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JJB_M0aPw0A/TcquLFEleTI/AAAAAAAABRc/qu8f6nGS1gE/s1600/Mothers+Day+Weekend+040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JJB_M0aPw0A/TcquLFEleTI/AAAAAAAABRc/qu8f6nGS1gE/s320/Mothers+Day+Weekend+040.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HoqdBhJbE84/TcquV5BtBPI/AAAAAAAABRg/5_VS84DYvVY/s1600/Mothers+Day+Weekend+042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HoqdBhJbE84/TcquV5BtBPI/AAAAAAAABRg/5_VS84DYvVY/s320/Mothers+Day+Weekend+042.JPG" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I hope you all had a special Mother's Day! Being a Mother is a tough job, but such a great blessing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-7326871280402396224?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/7326871280402396224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=7326871280402396224' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/7326871280402396224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/7326871280402396224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LswRzGzQjjA/TcnIfCOUpUI/AAAAAAAABRU/-Lf0WChFM30/s72-c/mothersdayflowers.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-6919553600234609739</id><published>2011-05-09T10:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T10:31:35.488-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesse's Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fkHJTKPYa54/TcgUwFuwifI/AAAAAAAABQc/4ySPys4z7H8/s1600/jessesbday5.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fkHJTKPYa54/TcgUwFuwifI/AAAAAAAABQc/4ySPys4z7H8/s320/jessesbday5.bmp" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Happy Birthday to my WONDERFUL husband Jesse!! He was born May 7 1985. I am so grateful to have him in my life as my husband and the father of our children. He is the most caring, sweet, funny, sarcastic, smart,&amp;nbsp;handsome, and blue-eyed man. He has been one of my best friends for over ten years now and I couldn't ask for anyone more amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a crazy busy weekend, but it was so much fun! Jesse's brother Steven, his wife Kate, and their little guy came up from Utah this weekend. We celebrated Landon's 1st birthday Friday evening and Kate did such a cute job making his cake. I can't believe how fast this year has gone by, it seems like just yesterday when they announced that they were expecting. We are so happy for them and we love them so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8bIvrdC0a10/TcgWP_3G2wI/AAAAAAAABQg/LZJyqVHjNXQ/s1600/Mothers+Day+Weekend+027edit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8bIvrdC0a10/TcgWP_3G2wI/AAAAAAAABQg/LZJyqVHjNXQ/s320/Mothers+Day+Weekend+027edit.jpg" width="240px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was another birthday celebration this weekend......our neice Dominique turned 10 on Saturday so we went to her birthday party during the early afternoon. It was a bit chaotic with all the younger kids there running around. Jesse looked over at me at the party and said, "I dont look forward to this with our kids when they get older." lol. I on the other hand am excited to throw bigger birthday parties and have my kids friends over to celebrate. I enjoy being a host. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our awesome friend Daniel has been on leave from Iraq for a little while so we've been trying to spend as much time as we can with him before he heads back to Iraq to finish up his Army duties. While he has been home our good friends Cameron and Ila came from Boise to hang out with everyone this weekend and it's been great. Jesse celebrated his 26th birthday on Saturday so it was a great weekend to have everyone home to help celebrate it with us. I am big on birthdays and I love to plan them. I had a Halo cake made for him since he loves Halo and I get tired of doing a Star Wars cake every year. Jesse is in love with Star Wars, if there is a reference to it in a commercial or a movie he will look over at me and smile. Silly guy. We celebrated his birthday by having a bbq dinner at his parents place with our closest friends and family. After all the cake and presents&amp;nbsp;we got with our friends and went to Idaho Falls to watch the movie Thor. I really liked Thor, Jesse and I both agree that we wished the story line could have been longer, but overall worth seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LN55qP3cS-4/TcgWc7EcgeI/AAAAAAAABQk/-R_myGFC-M0/s1600/Jessesbday.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" j8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LN55qP3cS-4/TcgWc7EcgeI/AAAAAAAABQk/-R_myGFC-M0/s320/Jessesbday.bmp" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bJmS17XHfwY/TcgWhBu-QZI/AAAAAAAABQo/dnfX12Srmak/s1600/jessesbday1.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bJmS17XHfwY/TcgWhBu-QZI/AAAAAAAABQo/dnfX12Srmak/s320/jessesbday1.bmp" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gbi7MK-tmNg/TcgWk6_1imI/AAAAAAAABQs/i-nYU7LC-So/s1600/jessesbday3.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gbi7MK-tmNg/TcgWk6_1imI/AAAAAAAABQs/i-nYU7LC-So/s320/jessesbday3.bmp" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am glad this weekend is over so this week can begin. I don't think I will be having any kind of cake for a while due to having so much birthday cake this weekend. It was birthday mayhem........This week I am off to Utah to visit my sisters and mother. I am throwing my sister a baby shower this Saturday, she is having a little girl in July! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hVM4zrfH9rw/TcgWxxMztWI/AAAAAAAABQw/vKjGrtIU4SY/s1600/jessesbday6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hVM4zrfH9rw/TcgWxxMztWI/AAAAAAAABQw/vKjGrtIU4SY/s320/jessesbday6.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k0zVUKlc2yk/TcgWzwX-T8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/4X7_A3EdvEA/s1600/ilaanddesmund.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k0zVUKlc2yk/TcgWzwX-T8I/AAAAAAAABQ0/4X7_A3EdvEA/s320/ilaanddesmund.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--TKte3aSvXQ/TcgW1ZkrsAI/AAAAAAAABQ4/nGmzeZmVp0Q/s1600/jessesbday7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--TKte3aSvXQ/TcgW1ZkrsAI/AAAAAAAABQ4/nGmzeZmVp0Q/s320/jessesbday7.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-6919553600234609739?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/6919553600234609739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=6919553600234609739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/6919553600234609739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/6919553600234609739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/05/jesses-birthday.html' title='Jesse&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fkHJTKPYa54/TcgUwFuwifI/AAAAAAAABQc/4ySPys4z7H8/s72-c/jessesbday5.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-8428515898391390758</id><published>2011-05-04T09:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T09:33:51.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Date Night</title><content type='html'>Last weekend Jesse and I really wanted to see the new addition of the Fast and the Furious movies, "Fast Five," and since I got an awesome gift card to Edwards Theatre for my birthday we had to go. Besides that a date night was looong over due. We went to Idaho Falls early so I could do some shopping at Ross since they have some cute house decorations and you can find some cute clothes. After my little shopping excursion we headed to Chili's which is our favorite place to go. We love the food and of course the chocolate molten for dessert. If you've never had it, you have to try it.....sooo good! lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9c-N_k8iXoQ/TcFxKWy6gXI/AAAAAAAABQI/88evofOXTnw/s1600/jessedatenight.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9c-N_k8iXoQ/TcFxKWy6gXI/AAAAAAAABQI/88evofOXTnw/s320/jessedatenight.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My good looking man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YnTncByJ64o/TcFxPQgteAI/AAAAAAAABQM/vff4dJ4CbWI/s1600/chilisfood.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" j8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YnTncByJ64o/TcFxPQgteAI/AAAAAAAABQM/vff4dJ4CbWI/s320/chilisfood.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The food that I enjoyed!! Their egg rolls are yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway, after dinner we were so full that I felt a bit sick and I really didn't eat that much, but Jesse and I were determined to get popcorn with the rest of the gift card and there was a coupon for a small drink so we didn't want to pass it up. Well, during the movie, neither one of us touched the popcorn or the drink because we felt sick from dinner. That was a bummer since we never buy popcorn or a drink at Edwards due to having to sell an arm to buy tickets there. Ten dollars is over rated. The movie was awesome! In my opinion it was the best one! Jesse and I had so much fun on our date. I love my husband and I truly enjoy our laughs together....I couldn't ask for a better best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AHivtSx03G8/TcFxzQkqyDI/AAAAAAAABQQ/zBjjqZMNKb8/s1600/936full-fast-five-poster.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" j8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AHivtSx03G8/TcFxzQkqyDI/AAAAAAAABQQ/zBjjqZMNKb8/s320/936full-fast-five-poster.jpg" width="226px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-8428515898391390758?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/8428515898391390758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=8428515898391390758' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/8428515898391390758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/8428515898391390758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/05/date-night.html' title='Date Night'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9c-N_k8iXoQ/TcFxKWy6gXI/AAAAAAAABQI/88evofOXTnw/s72-c/jessedatenight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-1081468601271980565</id><published>2011-04-26T09:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T09:35:07.267-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter</title><content type='html'>Our Easter weekend was wonderful and it was nice that the weather cooperated. Jesse works 6 days of the week so we don't have him home as much so we had to do our last minute grocery and Easter shopping Friday night. I am terrible, I always complain a little when I go to a store around a holiday and it's slammed with people doing last minute shopping. Well, I am one of those people doing last minute shopping so shame on me. lol. It also doesn't help when there are tons of college students to deal with as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Saturday was such a good day. When Jesse got off work we took the boys to Arctic Circle so we could have lunch and let them play on the toys. They get restless when they are in the house all the time. As we were eating lunch, Jesse's brother Zach and his girlfriend had the same idea as us. So we enjoyed a nice little lunch with them as well. Afterwards, the boys went home to take a nap and I did some errands in town which I enjoyed since I was alone and didn't have to deal with my children in the stores. However, every time I go some where without them I feel naked and I am thinking, "I wish my boys were with me." Funny how that is. Our Saturday evening was fun. We picked up some Papa Murphy pizzas and went to Jesse's brother Josh's place to color some Easter eggs with all the kids and frost some sugar cookies (Laura's wonderful idea). Caleb was happy to be able to see his cousin Harrison who calls Bah-den. They may fight over toys and push each other, but they love each other. A couple of days ago we were at Jesse's parents house, Caleb had gotten into trouble so Jesse gave him a spanking.....Harrison comes running into the living room crying hysterically saying, "Jesse is mean. My brother Caleb is getting hurt." Kids say the cutest things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x6p0vsl3g7w/TbblaRnTIfI/AAAAAAAABPg/4zaBrwBHRek/s1600/Easter1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x6p0vsl3g7w/TbblaRnTIfI/AAAAAAAABPg/4zaBrwBHRek/s320/Easter1.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S_rOgjtSHRw/TbblcXFmUEI/AAAAAAAABPk/LM31fIMFpP4/s1600/Easter2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S_rOgjtSHRw/TbblcXFmUEI/AAAAAAAABPk/LM31fIMFpP4/s320/Easter2.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SXZ9f-yhETI/Tbble0H8AuI/AAAAAAAABPo/-ovf2dNASP8/s1600/Easter5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SXZ9f-yhETI/Tbble0H8AuI/AAAAAAAABPo/-ovf2dNASP8/s320/Easter5.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8O6RPCfsWjk/TbblkWHf8EI/AAAAAAAABPs/_WaRYqVA_38/s1600/Easter6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8O6RPCfsWjk/TbblkWHf8EI/AAAAAAAABPs/_WaRYqVA_38/s320/Easter6.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iziy3l6uOOo/TbblnoNWGjI/AAAAAAAABPw/TkMZ6hZdfQM/s1600/Easter8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iziy3l6uOOo/TbblnoNWGjI/AAAAAAAABPw/TkMZ6hZdfQM/s320/Easter8.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for our Sunday, the day of Easter, we had an Easter egg hunt at my brother's home with my dads side of the family and my sister-in-law Kathleen cooked up some awesome food!! I love deviled eggs and I made some funeral potatoes that of course were so good!! I enjoyed watching my boys look for eggs and hearing Caleb say, "Mom, where are my eggs? Where are my eggs?" Kathleen also had some prizes to give to the kids so it wasnt all candy so the kids shot each other with squirt guns, blew bubbles, and I think all my boys ate yesterday was candy after candy. The other thing I love about Easter is the message you receive at church and Jesse's mom got the boys such cute Easter shirts with cute ties so they look "oh so handsome." Thanks Terri. You are wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qRN9lbPmTRM/Tbbl-eVdx0I/AAAAAAAABP0/kvLA4-eBDno/s1600/Easter9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qRN9lbPmTRM/Tbbl-eVdx0I/AAAAAAAABP0/kvLA4-eBDno/s320/Easter9.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EtUiLImM5mE/TbbmAaY03xI/AAAAAAAABP4/aWBfmmqK0kM/s1600/Easter10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EtUiLImM5mE/TbbmAaY03xI/AAAAAAAABP4/aWBfmmqK0kM/s320/Easter10.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DlUIX3c-Joc/TbbmC8EhPUI/AAAAAAAABP8/NNGhHcw7qW4/s1600/Easter12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i8="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DlUIX3c-Joc/TbbmC8EhPUI/AAAAAAAABP8/NNGhHcw7qW4/s320/Easter12.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CA49pWKdCnQ/TbbmEyNCDzI/AAAAAAAABQA/vOe4RVN-UiQ/s1600/Easter14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CA49pWKdCnQ/TbbmEyNCDzI/AAAAAAAABQA/vOe4RVN-UiQ/s320/Easter14.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QSb3gDy0Jcw/TbbmGupi4AI/AAAAAAAABQE/-D1B-VijmDQ/s1600/Easter15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240px" i8="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QSb3gDy0Jcw/TbbmGupi4AI/AAAAAAAABQE/-D1B-VijmDQ/s320/Easter15.jpg" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope you all had a wonderful weekend as well. Happy Easter!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-1081468601271980565?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/1081468601271980565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=1081468601271980565' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/1081468601271980565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/1081468601271980565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/04/easter.html' title='Easter'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x6p0vsl3g7w/TbblaRnTIfI/AAAAAAAABPg/4zaBrwBHRek/s72-c/Easter1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-6330469950081773019</id><published>2011-04-12T11:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T11:23:35.608-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ISge-6loPC4/TaSJqtP3m8I/AAAAAAAABPY/zZQwZ4mL5Q8/s1600/beastly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ISge-6loPC4/TaSJqtP3m8I/AAAAAAAABPY/zZQwZ4mL5Q8/s320/beastly.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;One of my girlfriends, Arielle, and I have gone out a couple of times to have a girls night. Lately, we have been on this kick to watch movies at the cheap theater in town. Can't beat 3 dollars to see a movie and we usually choose movies that we know our husbands wouldn't watch with us or just movies that we have been wanting to see. The last two movies we've watched were Beastly and I Am Number Four, these movies have the same guy actor Alex Pettyfer. I have to say that I liked both of them, Beastly was a chick flick and I Am Number Four was a movie a guy would want to see. I am amazed how busy that theater is with people or shall I say college students. Both nights there were long lines of people and a decent group of people watching the movie. Can you blame them? With the cost of movies at the other theaters.......it's becoming a bit ridiculous. Anyway, we had a ton of fun and had lots of laughs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b7QHuu66snk/TaSJz84R--I/AAAAAAAABPc/NbzDE-iOCLk/s1600/iamnumberfour.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b7QHuu66snk/TaSJz84R--I/AAAAAAAABPc/NbzDE-iOCLk/s320/iamnumberfour.bmp" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-6330469950081773019?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/6330469950081773019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=6330469950081773019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/6330469950081773019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/6330469950081773019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/04/girls-nights.html' title='Girls Nights'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ISge-6loPC4/TaSJqtP3m8I/AAAAAAAABPY/zZQwZ4mL5Q8/s72-c/beastly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-6966304564063866277</id><published>2011-04-11T15:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T15:11:06.346-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts</title><content type='html'>I spent an hour or so this morning looking and reading other blogs and I have to say that I love that people find the time to share their life with their friends and family or sometimes a stranger like me. I enjoy reading another persons thoughts about life, raising children the same age as mine, how crafty they are, etc. As I was reading one of my friends blogs she mentioned that a blog for her is to write down memories and things going on in her life so later on she can turn her blog posts into a book. I would love to do that so therefore I need to keep updating this blog. I hate to use the excuse of I am really busy dealing with children and forget to update my blog, but as I am sitting here I am finding that its true. I have already had to get up from the chair that I am sitting in to get my kids out of things they should not be in or to put my oldest in time out for hitting his younger brother because he took off with&amp;nbsp;a toy he wasn't playing with. You've got to love being a parent. Lately, I am finding that being a parent who is at home all day every day with their children can be challenging. I am also finding out that if I just walk into a room such as the bathroom, close the door and lock it, and sit for 5 or 10 minutes to breathe and gather myself that I am less likely to stress out and want to scream at my children. I am not that kind of mother and never want to be so I recommend that all you mother's take a breather by locking yourself in a room for a few minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or does anyone else find that life is too stressful then it needs to be? I don't know about any of you, but we have had a lot of ups and downs since getting married in 2006. I am not talking about marital problems, but just life stress. One month or however many we are doing extremely well and then something will happen where we struggle for a few months. Its like a process. I hope that this government gets themselves together and the economy can be stable again. We need to have some stable jobs in every state especially Idaho and especially a college town such as Rexburg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last year I have been going back and forth on what exactly is it that I want to do with a career. I have always known that I will major in Business, but what will I do with the degree?! I love to do photography, absolutely LOVE it and I know that I can be great at it, but there is so much competition out there in a town such as the one we live in. I love to bake and I am great at baking cute yummy cupcakes so do I want to create a business in that where I do events such as birthdays and baby showers? Open a cupcake business like the Cocoa Bean cupcake cafe? Do I go back to school to take culinary classes and get a degree in that? And will any of these be successful enough? I do know that I want to be there for my children as much as I can so a job that is flexible is perfect. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, those are my rants for the day. I just want to say thank you to all of you that keep a blog that talks about your family, something you love to do such as a baking blog or a craft blog, or just a blog about yourself. I love keep up to date on everyone's lives and I get inspired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BCis88KPiwU/TaNuC-WawZI/AAAAAAAABPM/4ZHRu8EgozY/s1600/march+279.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BCis88KPiwU/TaNuC-WawZI/AAAAAAAABPM/4ZHRu8EgozY/s320/march+279.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2uR4rsYXhXI/TaNuMRkKZGI/AAAAAAAABPQ/eIBa15lZr4k/s1600/march+281.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2uR4rsYXhXI/TaNuMRkKZGI/AAAAAAAABPQ/eIBa15lZr4k/s320/march+281.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5nM0hM1VtLQ/TaNuUpRYl8I/AAAAAAAABPU/7pyT3G5u2B4/s1600/march+277.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5nM0hM1VtLQ/TaNuUpRYl8I/AAAAAAAABPU/7pyT3G5u2B4/s320/march+277.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-6966304564063866277?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/6966304564063866277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=6966304564063866277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/6966304564063866277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/6966304564063866277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/04/thoughts.html' title='Thoughts'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BCis88KPiwU/TaNuC-WawZI/AAAAAAAABPM/4ZHRu8EgozY/s72-c/march+279.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-7950300931845866919</id><published>2011-04-06T19:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T19:43:17.010-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I love to bake!</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone. I bake a lot and love it! I think I spend most of my time on the internet just researching and browsing recipes. One of my favorite shows is Cupcake Wars on the Food Network as well as Paula Deen. I just love that lady!! Anyway, I thought it would be fun to share the recipes I try with others so they may try the recipe out to. I am getting to be a professional at baking cupcakes and I am hoping to create my own cupcake recipes so that I can start selling them for baby showers, birthdays, etc. This Summer my plan is to get a booth at the Farmers Market and sell some baked goods. Some how baking calms my nerves and I love giving my stuff a professional look. So I hope you guys check out the blog and let me know what ya think!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://joysofbakingandsharing.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://joysofbakingandsharing.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-7950300931845866919?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/7950300931845866919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=7950300931845866919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/7950300931845866919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/7950300931845866919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-love-to-bake.html' title='I love to bake!'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-4774472295219661589</id><published>2011-04-05T14:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T14:06:57.459-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Caleb turned 3!</title><content type='html'>Our oldest son Caleb turned 3 on March 29th!! I can't believe how fast time has gone. He speaks in more clear sentences, he says thank you and you are welcome, he calls me Mommy now instead of Mom, he brushes his own teeth really well, he knows that the toilet is where he needs to go potty, he helps me clean and pick up things, and he is the sweetest older brother to Kylar. It almost seems like yesterday when I had him, but it also takes me a while to think of how that day went. He was supposed to be born on the 28th of March and I went to the hospital around 8pm that night. I was dialeted only to a four for the LONGEST time and having major contractions. Some how I ended up having two epidurals so I was an emotional wreck and probably looked scary. I had so many friends and family coming and going that I felt I was going to pull my hair out, I just wanted sleep and to see just a few people. After 18 hours of labor and only dialating to a four, on the 29th at about 2:15 pm&amp;nbsp;the doctor comes in to tell me we are going to do a c-section because the chord is wrapped around his neck and his heart rate is dropping. It was the craziest thing to be getting surgery and I was so scared the entire time. When they started to cut my body, I could kind of feel it and I hated the tugging and pulling so I asked the anestesiologist if I was supposed to be feeling this and he replied no. Next thing I know I am waking up to a BRIGHT white room and seeing two older ladies. I remember asking where is my baby? where is my husband? I was lying on my back during this time and they were pulling the bed I was laying on down some halls and I get pulled into a room where I see so many friends and family waiting for me. My mother is holding my baby and when I see him I just start crying. It was the happiest moment to finally hold my son that I had wanted for so long. Anyway, that's the story in short. I love Caleb so much and he has been such a joy to watch grow. I wish it would slow down just a bit, but I am looking forward to watching him play sports and start school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We threw a Spongebob themed birthday party. He loves Spongebob Squarepants and would watch the show the entire day if he could. Earlier in the day we took the boys out for some ice cream cones and spent the afternoon playing with Caleb's birthday balloons.&amp;nbsp;He was spoiled on his birthday, but I think kids deserve to be spoiled here and there. They should feel happiness all the time. Happy 3rd Birthday Caleb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w4C7YrLuzLg/TZt0HmAIitI/AAAAAAAABOc/bxtWQwny2Jc/s1600/march+300.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w4C7YrLuzLg/TZt0HmAIitI/AAAAAAAABOc/bxtWQwny2Jc/s320/march+300.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ze3AurLvGfI/TZt0OkZv7UI/AAAAAAAABOg/WAsKPdfaZrM/s1600/march+306.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ze3AurLvGfI/TZt0OkZv7UI/AAAAAAAABOg/WAsKPdfaZrM/s320/march+306.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z7YdqBtAaNc/TZt0YaOAHyI/AAAAAAAABOk/nZ0LxeAhSis/s1600/march+311.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z7YdqBtAaNc/TZt0YaOAHyI/AAAAAAAABOk/nZ0LxeAhSis/s320/march+311.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He had the funniest looks on his face. He wanted his cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XcHeIpve43M/TZt0fkJUdKI/AAAAAAAABOo/7_LwaaNBRCM/s1600/march+315.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XcHeIpve43M/TZt0fkJUdKI/AAAAAAAABOo/7_LwaaNBRCM/s320/march+315.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Grandma Terri and Kylar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fx_xlVYIIOI/TZt0ncjef0I/AAAAAAAABOs/etKakCR8mGQ/s1600/march+320.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fx_xlVYIIOI/TZt0ncjef0I/AAAAAAAABOs/etKakCR8mGQ/s320/march+320.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Caleb opening up his gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FACE74KXCCc/TZt1C0_J-dI/AAAAAAAABO4/SpC2WzP8L6A/s320/march+326.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d10QWccP--A/TZt1MZ8VgOI/AAAAAAAABO8/qpgDmAj74xo/s1600/march+328.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-d10QWccP--A/TZt1MZ8VgOI/AAAAAAAABO8/qpgDmAj74xo/s320/march+328.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-txrfVEkNZQQ/TZt1W79HCBI/AAAAAAAABPA/0kYr1tea7jE/s1600/march+331.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-txrfVEkNZQQ/TZt1W79HCBI/AAAAAAAABPA/0kYr1tea7jE/s320/march+331.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Caleb's new bike!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JgFjxO3S4pA/TZt1YApsGmI/AAAAAAAABPE/WTmhy7S6ZCg/s1600/Mommyandky.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JgFjxO3S4pA/TZt1YApsGmI/AAAAAAAABPE/WTmhy7S6ZCg/s320/Mommyandky.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mommy getting in some poses with her boys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C-xs-Q5rfeA/TZt1Y67whHI/AAAAAAAABPI/VKv7unktRvY/s1600/calebandmama.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C-xs-Q5rfeA/TZt1Y67whHI/AAAAAAAABPI/VKv7unktRvY/s320/calebandmama.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;﻿&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-4774472295219661589?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/4774472295219661589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=4774472295219661589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/4774472295219661589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/4774472295219661589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/04/caleb-turned-3.html' title='Caleb turned 3!'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w4C7YrLuzLg/TZt0HmAIitI/AAAAAAAABOc/bxtWQwny2Jc/s72-c/march+300.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-6160314825625955619</id><published>2011-03-18T10:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T10:27:52.650-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My birthday and St. Patricks Day!</title><content type='html'>Today has been a really great week this March! The first reason being that I celebrated my 25th BIRTHDAY on Monday! I must say that it may have been one of my best ones yet. My day started off with Jesse letting me sleep in even though it wasn't for long since he works early in the mornings and works long shifts. When he had his lunch break he brought me one of my favorite cupcakes from the Cocoa Bean cupcake cafe. So yummy!! One of my greatest friends Arielle took me to see Red Riding Hood during the day and since it was my birthday I got in to the movie for free at Fat Cats. Gotta love free stuff on your bday! Jesse got off work early and said that we were going to play miniature golf to take up some time before people came over for some cake and ice cream. (I have to say I thought this was weird because he never wants to do that stuff with out kids. Too much of a hassle he says.) Anyway, when we got there he lead me to a room and there was some of my friends, my family, and his family waiting to yell SURPRISE! In some way I was surprised but in other ways I knew something fishy was happening. lol. It was a fun party with pizza, cake, and ice cream. Then afterwards we did some bowling.&amp;nbsp; I can't believe I am 25 years old, it almost seems like yesterday when I was graduating from highschool and didnt know when I would be married or when I would have kids. I am going on 5 years of marriage with Jesse who I've known for over ten years and I have two little boys! Can't wait to see what the next five years bring! (P.s. I didnt know about the party therefore I didnt bring my camera.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-WKM1MMa_e1M/TYOHjXvFvyI/AAAAAAAABOM/jD7dXpUybE4/s1600/my25thcake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="290" r6="true" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-WKM1MMa_e1M/TYOHjXvFvyI/AAAAAAAABOM/jD7dXpUybE4/s320/my25thcake.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-T_tYkwuzWkk/TYOHm9-WdGI/AAAAAAAABOQ/xYobDajcnxM/s1600/mycuteboys.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-T_tYkwuzWkk/TYOHm9-WdGI/AAAAAAAABOQ/xYobDajcnxM/s320/mycuteboys.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Happy Day after St. Patrick's Day! We didn't do much on this day except dress the boys up in green and I baked some chocolate cupcakes with a white truffle frosting to give to some friends and family in celebration of the holiday. I love to bake! There is something about baking that is calming and it's fun to be creative. I dont really ever eat what I bake which may seem weird but I think out of the time it takes to bake things and get it decorated cute I can't stand to think of taking a bite out of it. So I just enjoy baking and giving to others to brighten their day or give them something yummy to enjoy eating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-jAPUQfCDduM/TYOHoau80yI/AAAAAAAABOU/ALk4FhNqWIQ/s1600/white+truffle+cupcakes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-jAPUQfCDduM/TYOHoau80yI/AAAAAAAABOU/ALk4FhNqWIQ/s320/white+truffle+cupcakes.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-z2L-c9xHaGQ/TYOHqXfgh1I/AAAAAAAABOY/htJXZoAQpa0/s1600/whitetrufflecloseup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" r6="true" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-z2L-c9xHaGQ/TYOHqXfgh1I/AAAAAAAABOY/htJXZoAQpa0/s320/whitetrufflecloseup.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-6160314825625955619?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/6160314825625955619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=6160314825625955619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/6160314825625955619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/6160314825625955619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-birthday-and-st-patricks-day.html' title='My birthday and St. Patricks Day!'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-WKM1MMa_e1M/TYOHjXvFvyI/AAAAAAAABOM/jD7dXpUybE4/s72-c/my25thcake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-4906292030692433561</id><published>2011-02-24T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T16:18:28.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent Photos....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vvNDnVo2YGg/TWbnKKaOz1I/AAAAAAAABOI/Iw-Uy0KSUlE/s1600/February+039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" l6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vvNDnVo2YGg/TWbnKKaOz1I/AAAAAAAABOI/Iw-Uy0KSUlE/s320/February+039.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-4906292030692433561?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/4906292030692433561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=4906292030692433561' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/4906292030692433561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/4906292030692433561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/02/recent-photos.html' title='Recent Photos....'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VQcf5CdmViw/TWbmMsVhbHI/AAAAAAAABNc/OSW51G7S1WY/s72-c/feb21%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-3341631521457179302</id><published>2011-02-21T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T01:26:22.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting to the end of February</title><content type='html'>It looks like there is one more full week left in February and I cannot believe how fast this month has gone. Everyday seems chaotic in our household which makes each day go so quick that I am starting to feel like I need to sit down for a few minutes so I can realize what day it is and to keep my sanity. It's been a hectic month for us and so many things have gone on. I was hoping that this new year would be a good one and bring some wonderful things, but it looks like we have to go through the bad to get to the good. So we are hoping that when the good comes that it's going to be pretty great! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Valentine's Day, Jesse and I took it easy by spending time with our little ones as well as some alone time with one another. In the morning, Caleb and I made pink pancakes for daddy that had mini choc. chips in them. They looked really cute and tasted delicious! Caleb loves pancakes and every time we ask him what he wants for lunch and for dinner all he replies with is, "I want cakes" as in pancakes. It has gotten down to where he won't eat anything else so he has to sit in his high chair for a while before he realizes he is not getting pancakes. After breakfast, Jesse and I only had time to go out in the late afternoon so went to a late lunch together and enjoyed a chocolate molten at Chili's! So good! The rest of the evening consisted of relaxing at home and watching a movie together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the month we had my younger sister Kristin and her little family as well as my other younger sister Lacey come and stay for a weekend. I was so happy that they could come since&amp;nbsp;the last time I saw them&amp;nbsp;was back in&amp;nbsp;October. We are hoping to find time to travel to Utah in March to see my mother and to celebrate all of our birthdays together since they are all during the first three months of the year. Another thing we have been working on is potty training Caleb and I hate to say it, but we tried for two days, got side tracked, and haven't put a full day's effort into the potty training since then.&amp;nbsp;However, I do plan to get back to it and get it done and I hoping that Caleb will get it in a day! Keeping my fingers crossed. As for Kylar, he is our quiet happy boy and tries to keep up with his older brother. Caleb and Kylar are so cute together and I hope they keep a close relationship as they get older. The last few days have been a bit rough with Kylar being sick and keeping us up all hours of the night. Hopefully, he will get better and get back to laughing and being&amp;nbsp;less onry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is a late night ramble and a small update on our lives. I have quite a few pictures to post for the month of February that I will get to posting another day so until then........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-3341631521457179302?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/3341631521457179302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=3341631521457179302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/3341631521457179302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/3341631521457179302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/02/getting-to-end-of-february.html' title='Getting to the end of February'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-2719110593630053017</id><published>2011-01-30T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T01:12:19.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Potty Training</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We are finally cracking down on potty training Caleb and what a process potty training is! It definitely is not a walk in the park. Caleb is going to be three soon and we are getting tired of changing his diapers. So far it hasn't been going very well. He refuses to sit on his little potty and constantly tells me no to everything I ask and say. Kylar who is 18 months old loves to sit on the potty, he gets mad if we don't let him and he thinks its funny to stick his foot in the potty. Good thing there is no water in a little boys potty. Anyway, I hope things get easier with this and that Caleb will finally understand all the little lectures I have been giving him the last few days. He has stickers, candy, and toys waiting for him if he does go! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. Attached is a cute little picture of Kylar. He decided that he needed some reading material while he sat on the potty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TUUdNOJ96-I/AAAAAAAABNU/1vA82nz1QAg/s1600/pottytraining.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TUUdNOJ96-I/AAAAAAAABNU/1vA82nz1QAg/s320/pottytraining.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-2719110593630053017?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/2719110593630053017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=2719110593630053017' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/2719110593630053017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/2719110593630053017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/01/potty-training.html' title='Potty Training'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TUUdNOJ96-I/AAAAAAAABNU/1vA82nz1QAg/s72-c/pottytraining.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-3059053877973998353</id><published>2011-01-24T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T16:33:02.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sledding with the Farrer Family</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A couple of weeks ago, Steven, Kate, and their little one came up to Idaho to visit with the family and celebrate Steve's birthday. One of the days they were here we all finally gathered up the little Farrer boys and went sledding at Smith Park. It was a TON of fun and wonderful watching the little guys smile. Our oldest son Caleb really impressed me, I thought he would be to scared to go sledding, but he did it! Caleb even got on the sled and went down the hill alone! It's been a great Winter so far and hanging with the Farrer clan is always fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TT4J3em-E5I/AAAAAAAABMo/Zfxdt-b0_oA/s1600/January+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TT4J3em-E5I/AAAAAAAABMo/Zfxdt-b0_oA/s320/January+001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jesse and our little guy Kylar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TT4KaMQHCjI/AAAAAAAABMs/WtGskZUdWx8/s1600/January+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TT4KaMQHCjI/AAAAAAAABMs/WtGskZUdWx8/s320/January+004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Steven and his little boy Landon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TT4Kfu5LsGI/AAAAAAAABMw/WLJTI1Kq7QY/s1600/January+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TT4Kfu5LsGI/AAAAAAAABMw/WLJTI1Kq7QY/s320/January+008.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A precious moment captured!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TT4KmIqJp1I/AAAAAAAABM0/kQgos0NRqhQ/s1600/January+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TT4KmIqJp1I/AAAAAAAABM0/kQgos0NRqhQ/s320/January+006.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Laura and Harrison getting ready to go down the hill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TT4KtdsQ9iI/AAAAAAAABM4/yGtBFpE7_5o/s1600/January+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TT4KtdsQ9iI/AAAAAAAABM4/yGtBFpE7_5o/s320/January+011.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kate climbing back up with Landon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TT4K0KYtwUI/AAAAAAAABM8/UNjENa7iO8g/s1600/January+029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TT4K0KYtwUI/AAAAAAAABM8/UNjENa7iO8g/s320/January+029.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Adorable picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TT4K50_6yWI/AAAAAAAABNA/u7mz3-aPMHY/s1600/January+030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TT4K50_6yWI/AAAAAAAABNA/u7mz3-aPMHY/s320/January+030.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Atticus all bundled up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TT4K_czShuI/AAAAAAAABNE/A8aaJOKXX-Q/s1600/January+050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TT4K_czShuI/AAAAAAAABNE/A8aaJOKXX-Q/s320/January+050.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some of the Farrer clan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TT4LGbwAU6I/AAAAAAAABNI/DjRSgtEzJbY/s1600/January+057.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TT4LGbwAU6I/AAAAAAAABNI/DjRSgtEzJbY/s320/January+057.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Caleb would hug me after each slide down the hill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TT4LMzsg8oI/AAAAAAAABNM/SvzVluWOdDo/s1600/January+059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TT4LMzsg8oI/AAAAAAAABNM/SvzVluWOdDo/s320/January+059.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Harrison got Caleb in th face with snow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TT4LYFzJEzI/AAAAAAAABNQ/qq0ELT8qp6s/s1600/January+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TT4LYFzJEzI/AAAAAAAABNQ/qq0ELT8qp6s/s320/January+009.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Grandpa Kevon taking Caleb down the hill!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-3059053877973998353?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/3059053877973998353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=3059053877973998353' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/3059053877973998353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/3059053877973998353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/01/sledding-with-farrer-family.html' title='Sledding with the Farrer Family'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TT4J3em-E5I/AAAAAAAABMo/Zfxdt-b0_oA/s72-c/January+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-7611992310591016515</id><published>2011-01-02T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T00:21:26.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's officially the year 2011!! I hope this year brings TONS of great things and WONDERFUL memories! Jesse and I spent the day with our boys at home on New Years Eve taking down the Christmas decorations and cleaning the house. I know what you are thinking, "Sounds like a great time!" haha. Later that afternoon we dropped our boys off at their Uncle Nick and Aunt Kathleen's house to be watched while Jesse took me on a romantic date to Johnny Carinos. I love Carinos more than the Olive Garden, the food was yummy, and the dessert was awesome! After our dinner date we hung out with my brother and his family by eating more food and watching Rockin' Eve on tv. I keep telling myself that I need to throw a New Years Eve party with our friends but every year I do so much for Christmas that I get burnt out to the point that I can't do anymore cooking, baking, parties, etc. One of these years I will throw one and it will be great! Anyway, I hope you all brought the new year in a great way whether it was with friends, family, or both. I wish you all a GREAT New Year! Lets hope for some good changes in the economy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TSAmYxoWqkI/AAAAAAAABMA/IjgIFxAvbLw/s1600/christmas10.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TSAmYxoWqkI/AAAAAAAABMA/IjgIFxAvbLw/s320/christmas10.bmp" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sister in law took this on Christmas Eve. It's hard to get a good family picture!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TSAmZoYMS1I/AAAAAAAABME/AxIiZU2lETQ/s1600/christmas10-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TSAmZoYMS1I/AAAAAAAABME/AxIiZU2lETQ/s320/christmas10-1.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Such a cute couple I must say....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TSAmaibfbTI/AAAAAAAABMI/AOzyj1vMhKM/s1600/christmas10-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TSAmaibfbTI/AAAAAAAABMI/AOzyj1vMhKM/s320/christmas10-2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My brother Nick and I. I love him very much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TSAm3zx9qRI/AAAAAAAABMQ/10oYxAnVHp4/s1600/Kyanddad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TSAm3zx9qRI/AAAAAAAABMQ/10oYxAnVHp4/s320/Kyanddad.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Daddy and Kylar! Awe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TSAm6Po7gNI/AAAAAAAABMU/k85y0hcBaxY/s1600/jesseandcaleb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TSAm6Po7gNI/AAAAAAAABMU/k85y0hcBaxY/s320/jesseandcaleb.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Caleb wasn't feeling so good so he cuddled with Dad on the couch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TSAmy7PaLlI/AAAAAAAABMM/-Zye4vJuXOw/s1600/JesseandIcute.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TSAmy7PaLlI/AAAAAAAABMM/-Zye4vJuXOw/s320/JesseandIcute.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Capturing a pic of us on New Years!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-7611992310591016515?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/7611992310591016515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=7611992310591016515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/7611992310591016515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/7611992310591016515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TSAmYxoWqkI/AAAAAAAABMA/IjgIFxAvbLw/s72-c/christmas10.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-5808278890529466278</id><published>2010-12-28T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T22:47:58.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We had a wonderful Christmas this year with both of our families. We spent Christmas Eve with my family at my parents home earlier in the day with an early dinner and opened gifts with each other. I love having my brother and his family back in Idaho, it has made the holidays more enjoyable. We also spent Christmas Eve evening with Jesse's family by having some dinner and hanging out. Jesse and will wait a long time before having any ham or "funeral" potatoes, seemed to be the popular thing this Christmas. I don't usually look forward to Christmas as much as I should or did when I was younger. I find it too stressful to enjoy but as soon as Christmas Eve came it was relaxing, fun to be with family, and seeing our boys faces light up as they opened presents was great. Caleb was more into unwrapping presents this year than he was last year and Kylar would get one present and cling to it while we had to open the rest of his. Christmas day was great! We spoiled our boys and spoiled each other with surprises. I don't like to know what I am getting for Christmas, not even a hint, and I never want to open a gift early. I like having the excitement on Christmas morning and Jesse did a great job. Anyway, I hope you all had a wonderful holiday with your family and it brought a ton of joy. Now it's on to another year and lets hope 2011 brings good luck and great new beginnings!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TRrI0zAxevI/AAAAAAAABLI/LQ3NUgKkkS4/s1600/Christmas+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TRrI0zAxevI/AAAAAAAABLI/LQ3NUgKkkS4/s320/Christmas+002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I sure love this little guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TRrI7L0z6bI/AAAAAAAABLM/ZsaKqrg-hmM/s1600/Christmas+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TRrI7L0z6bI/AAAAAAAABLM/ZsaKqrg-hmM/s320/Christmas+004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Giving some kisses and posing with my neice Dominique.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TRrJBqTj-wI/AAAAAAAABLQ/BtufmlqBWkQ/s1600/Christmas+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TRrJBqTj-wI/AAAAAAAABLQ/BtufmlqBWkQ/s320/Christmas+012.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My grandpa, brother, and my dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TRrJMWHzdII/AAAAAAAABLU/fdh2jxuER5A/s1600/Christmas+020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TRrJMWHzdII/AAAAAAAABLU/fdh2jxuER5A/s320/Christmas+020.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kylar showing off his new slippers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TRrJT4ZKxXI/AAAAAAAABLY/77-bMI4uHBM/s1600/Christmas+023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TRrJT4ZKxXI/AAAAAAAABLY/77-bMI4uHBM/s320/Christmas+023.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He had to show grandma what she got him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TRrJjYCMlDI/AAAAAAAABLc/QhuCbD9Ix7k/s1600/Christmas+038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TRrJjYCMlDI/AAAAAAAABLc/QhuCbD9Ix7k/s320/Christmas+038.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My Dad and Step Mom Angie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TRrJp9HkXtI/AAAAAAAABLg/8i0Amhq6Shk/s1600/Christmas+039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TRrJp9HkXtI/AAAAAAAABLg/8i0Amhq6Shk/s320/Christmas+039.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My brother and his family. He always does a silly pose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TRrJwhhwvLI/AAAAAAAABLk/eZ_SLBQ6gvk/s1600/Christmas+042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TRrJwhhwvLI/AAAAAAAABLk/eZ_SLBQ6gvk/s320/Christmas+042.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Look at how cute these two are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TRrJ3WvLQwI/AAAAAAAABLo/8FuPTdfzn4Q/s1600/Christmas+053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TRrJ3WvLQwI/AAAAAAAABLo/8FuPTdfzn4Q/s320/Christmas+053.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The boys playing with their Uncle Steve and Uncle Josh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TRrJ-P7HOwI/AAAAAAAABLs/5SF-XTYB6vY/s1600/Christmas+064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TRrJ-P7HOwI/AAAAAAAABLs/5SF-XTYB6vY/s320/Christmas+064.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Look Mom at what I got!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TRrKE1cDosI/AAAAAAAABLw/kft2PBDq_jk/s1600/Christmas+070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TRrKE1cDosI/AAAAAAAABLw/kft2PBDq_jk/s320/Christmas+070.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;He was so excited!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TRrKL46VLKI/AAAAAAAABL0/t7XdZBJJ8ao/s1600/Christmas+086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TRrKL46VLKI/AAAAAAAABL0/t7XdZBJJ8ao/s320/Christmas+086.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Jesse posing with his new hoodie and his game he wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TRrKS1RM0BI/AAAAAAAABL4/CzAMtlJnqvU/s1600/Christmas+118.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TRrKS1RM0BI/AAAAAAAABL4/CzAMtlJnqvU/s320/Christmas+118.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The boys playing in there new tent, they love this thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TRrKYnRc52I/AAAAAAAABL8/f3Etj_3OpGA/s1600/Christmas+099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TRrKYnRc52I/AAAAAAAABL8/f3Etj_3OpGA/s320/Christmas+099.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Kylar with his grandma Terri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-5808278890529466278?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/5808278890529466278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=5808278890529466278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/5808278890529466278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/5808278890529466278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TRrI0zAxevI/AAAAAAAABLI/LQ3NUgKkkS4/s72-c/Christmas+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-7926899519744393663</id><published>2010-12-19T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T00:35:35.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Far Behind........!!</title><content type='html'>I have completely forgotten about my little family blog! There have been so many things going on the last few months that I really haven't had time to keep up with the updating. Now that life seems to be a bit less crazy I am FINALLY doing it! So what is new with The Farrers? We celebrated Halloween with Jesse's family, taking the kids trick or treating and this year was Caleb's first year going up to the doors and collecting candy. I was a proud mama seeing my son doing such an older kid thing. He was adorable dressed as a cowboy and Kylar as a lion. Kylar didn't like his costume at all when we first dressed him up, he cried and hated having his hat on but as the night went on he became more okay with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated Thanksgiving with my family this year, we usually travel to Utah and spend it with my mother and sisters but since my brother and his family moved back from California after 4 years it only felt right to do Thanksgiving at home with them and my dad and stepmother. We had the dinner at our home, it was my first year cooking Thanksgiving, at first I was nervous and overwhelmed but it turned out GREAT! I can't wait to do it again next year and so many more years ahead as our children get older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are on to Christmas and New Years and I can't believe how fast this year has flown! I feel like I need one more month to be better prepared for Christmas! In other news, I have been a stay at home mom for almost 3 years now and have enjoyed it so much! I just felt that I needed something for myself, whether it be extra money that was mine or a few hours a day to enjoy "me" time and meet new people but I got a job! I have been at this job for about 2 weeks now and I love it. Its part time, I can make my own schedule and work a min. of 15 hours or even&amp;nbsp;more hours&amp;nbsp;if I choose to. This is exactly what I wanted when&amp;nbsp;looking&amp;nbsp;for &amp;nbsp;a job and I feel so blessed to have found it. Times have been really tough with the economy the way it is and how hard it is to find any job around Rexburg, it can be stressful so having some good&amp;nbsp;things happen&amp;nbsp;feels amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our children are growing so fast, Caleb will be three in a few months and Kylar is 17 months old and I am still able to cradle him like he was barely born which&amp;nbsp;I cherish. He has already learned to say No to everything and he doesn't want to stay out of anything. Caleb and Kylar are very mischevious&amp;nbsp;when they are together and every day there is a new mess or something broken. Parenthood is never dull.&amp;nbsp;I enjoy every moment I have with them and they are so precious. I will do my best to keep this blog updated from now on. I hope to post some pictures that have been taken the last few months once I have gone through them. Happy Holidays to all of You!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-7926899519744393663?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/7926899519744393663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=7926899519744393663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/7926899519744393663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/7926899519744393663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2010/12/far-behind.html' title='Far Behind........!!'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-1989153732385989474</id><published>2010-09-17T22:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T22:07:59.121-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Newest Addition....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TJQ63l2uIfI/AAAAAAAABKs/zP2Tpn8bRCU/s1600/Milo1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TJQ63l2uIfI/AAAAAAAABKs/zP2Tpn8bRCU/s320/Milo1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dad's cat had babies a few months ago and they were all so stinkin cute. I really wanted to have one but I didn't want another responsibility and didn't know how much attention I would be able to give the kitten. After a few weeks of debating back and forth we finally said yes and brought home a boy kitten. We weren't sure what to name him and after awhile we came to the decision of Milo. I have a dog named Otis that my dad takes care of and Jesse likes the movie Milo and Otis so it worked out good. He is a really good boy, loves to cuddle and sleeps between us every night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TJQ61ZtArqI/AAAAAAAABKk/SPqytF-I1_M/s1600/milo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" qx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TJQ61ZtArqI/AAAAAAAABKk/SPqytF-I1_M/s320/milo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-1989153732385989474?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/1989153732385989474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=1989153732385989474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/1989153732385989474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/1989153732385989474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2010/09/newest-addition.html' title='The Newest Addition....'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/TJQ63l2uIfI/AAAAAAAABKs/zP2Tpn8bRCU/s72-c/Milo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-3157361131289550605</id><published>2010-09-17T00:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T00:12:37.323-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting Fresh</title><content type='html'>I woke up this morning feeling like I needed to start new goals and begin a new me. The last few months have been wonderful with my husband and boys but they have also been a very busy Summer. I have felt overwhelmed, stressed, and tired and it has sort of made me a stressed mean maniac. lol I haven't been as sweet of a person as I usually am so I woke up and made a vow to myself that there will not be the slightest swear word come out of my mouth (it happens when I cut my finger or I am upset) and I will not let anything get the best of me. Only focus on the positive things, being a devoted mother and wife, and enjoying the good. I have also told myself that I will no longer slack on exercise! A couple of months ago I was going great, I had lost over 10 lbs.&amp;nbsp;and I worked out so hard that I got shin splints and couldnt work out for weeks. I never did get back to working out as much, its been a here and there thing and honestly I am tired of seeing myself with baby weight. I miss the days when I had a flat stomach and felt gorgeous every day. I miss the feeling!! So no longer will I feel sorry for myself and I will not sit around, I will force myself to get up in the mornings and go for a run, it's time to get myself back! Anyway, wish me luck. I know it's going to be a challenge at first but I know I can do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/522816276894126842-3157361131289550605?l=jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/feeds/3157361131289550605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=522816276894126842&amp;postID=3157361131289550605' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/3157361131289550605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/522816276894126842/posts/default/3157361131289550605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jesseanddarcyfarrer.blogspot.com/2010/09/starting-fresh.html' title='Starting Fresh'/><author><name>Jesse and Darcy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00825103845702407658</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qf4Fb0AQLcQ/SFFf4d9A4dI/AAAAAAAAAAM/12beVUzsY3s/S220/jandd.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-522816276894126842.post-6845846177507379457</id><published>2010-09-16T00:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T00:59:10.822-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Heart is Filled with so much Love!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Life can be hard at times financially and with unexpected sadness but no matter what I go through alone or with my little family in life, all I have to do is look at Jesse and I's little boys and I feel a wonderful happiness. Our children mean the world to us and we try to enjoy every minute of every day with them. We do our best to avoid the television and the computer so we spend more time with our boys by playing together, taking walks, drives, dancing, etc. I avoided the tv and my computer today to give my kids all of my attention and it was one of my best days. I know I have said this several times before but I feel so blessed to be a mother and a wife to the most amazing three men in my life. It's a tough job to be a parent, it can test your patience, get you upset, and make you really tired but in the end it's worth it. I love hearing Caleb ask his daddy, "Where's mom? I want mom, daddy." Means the world to me to know that my son knows who his mother is and that he loves me. I make sure I tell Kylar and Caleb that I love them a lot every day and Caleb will always respond, " I "o" you, Mom." since he doesn't know how to say words starting with L. Anyway, I just had to spill how much I love my husband and our sons. They are what gets me through the days that are hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div cla
