<?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-2033151789838261726</id><updated>2011-10-29T13:23:17.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the jenkins</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Michael and Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747392518432982937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2033151789838261726.post-3320048288000740536</id><published>2010-08-26T13:12:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T13:34:29.061-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Need a Christmas Present??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/THavid44GoI/AAAAAAAAAao/bOngmtkKpQg/s1600/IMG_1718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509784200807979650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/THavid44GoI/AAAAAAAAAao/bOngmtkKpQg/s320/IMG_1718.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/THavh6oIysI/AAAAAAAAAag/6JqDvZaVMcg/s1600/IMG_1716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509784191342529218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/THavh6oIysI/AAAAAAAAAag/6JqDvZaVMcg/s320/IMG_1716.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/THau_OptHMI/AAAAAAAAAaY/__Uw-Z2UaX0/s1600/IMG_1719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 293px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509783595422391490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/THau_OptHMI/AAAAAAAAAaY/__Uw-Z2UaX0/s320/IMG_1719.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I saw this I was at someone's house and thought, "I LOVE THAT. I can make one of those!!!" We moved from Louisville to a rental house that had a huge room with a blank wall and one night I went to experimenting :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Although you can't fully tell from the picture (ignore my messy kitchen table PLEASE) it is a canvas with pages of the Bible modge-podged, soaked in tea, then Psalm 145 painted on top. I chose Psalm 145 because it was read in our wedding and we love it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have had SO many people ask me to make them one so I am throwing it out there. We can use all the extra diaper money possible with twins on the way so who knows....maybe I could have something going here?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It would make a great present (not just Christmas :)) and I can get the canvas any size and of course, use any verse you would like. I want to be reasonable but flexible with prices so I haven't really set any in stone. Check your space you want one, measure what size you think would be best, pick your verse (the hardest part), then let me know if you are interested!! Email me: &lt;a href="mailto:tracimjenkins@aol.com"&gt;tracimjenkins@aol.com&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you want one for Christmas I will be somewhat "out of comission" come mid-October so keep that in mind....there will be two little pink bundles and a blue blur running past them both that will have me a little pre-occupied :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/THau-RQZ6fI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/YbBBGpBWsJQ/s1600/IMG_1720.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2033151789838261726-3320048288000740536?l=michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/3320048288000740536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2033151789838261726&amp;postID=3320048288000740536' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/3320048288000740536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/3320048288000740536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/2010/08/need-christmas-present.html' title='Need a Christmas Present??'/><author><name>Michael and Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747392518432982937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/THavid44GoI/AAAAAAAAAao/bOngmtkKpQg/s72-c/IMG_1718.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2033151789838261726.post-6568550850893402700</id><published>2010-08-17T15:58:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T16:20:02.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TGr7Ha5XMVI/AAAAAAAAAaA/GQcweux7KF8/s1600/IMG_3219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506489599311425874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TGr7Ha5XMVI/AAAAAAAAAaA/GQcweux7KF8/s320/IMG_3219.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TGr5vwuNsrI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/xT94VIN8qbU/s1600/Jan+2010+-+June+2010+248.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TGr5vjaSTJI/AAAAAAAAAZw/e4hx5ossFYc/s1600/046Steele_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506488089768512658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TGr5vjaSTJI/AAAAAAAAAZw/e4hx5ossFYc/s320/046Steele_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TGr5vB7ge4I/AAAAAAAAAZo/9bPgaUYP5JU/s1600/306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506488080781048706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TGr5vB7ge4I/AAAAAAAAAZo/9bPgaUYP5JU/s320/306.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 3am they're all asleep, and no one's here to see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we rock slowly back and forth, my baby boy and me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;his little head is feather light tucked up against my chin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hold his tiny hand in mine and smell his baby skin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the house about us creaks and groans, the clock hands creep around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he snuggles closer to me still and makes his baby sounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love these quiet hours so much and cherish every one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;store memories up inside my heart for lonely nights to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all too soon he'll grow up, his need for rocking gone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but until then i still have time for one more kiss and one more song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know the day will soon come when his tiny little hand will be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;much bigger than my own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he'll grow up to be a man...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but until then he's mine to hold, with no one here to see&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as we rock slowly back and forth, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my baby boy and me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2033151789838261726-6568550850893402700?l=michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/6568550850893402700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2033151789838261726&amp;postID=6568550850893402700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/6568550850893402700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/6568550850893402700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-3am-theyre-all-asleep-and-no-ones.html' title=''/><author><name>Michael and Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747392518432982937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TGr7Ha5XMVI/AAAAAAAAAaA/GQcweux7KF8/s72-c/IMG_3219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2033151789838261726.post-6390768470451828689</id><published>2010-07-25T15:14:00.014-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T23:26:41.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The last three months....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every year, May to July feels like a blur. With life about to get even crazier, I would love to make this a weekly journal as opposed to an every three months "catch up" session. More so for me to capture the moments and memories now then trying to recall them years down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The biggest news we received was shortly after Landon's 1st birthday in April. That truly is a day I will never forget. We were surprised and excited to find out in March that baby #2 would be making his/her appearance come November. I had to go back after an initial visit with my OB as my doctor wanted to monitor a common cyst I had. Michael decided last minute to go with me. I insisted that it wasn't necessary and I would be in and out of there in no time. He went anyways. We had already seen the little peanut so at 13 weeks I was anxious to see more of the peanut as I knew by this point I would be able to see the head, body, arms, and legs more clearly. A tech and a trainee were both in the room during the ultrasound. I was doing my best to be patient as the trainee kept asking questions about the machine but the more the seconds passed, the sicker I felt as I could not make out a baby on the screen. Knowing they could not tell me if anything was wrong, I sensed something was when the tech asked me how far along I was at my previous ultrasound. "8 weeks," I said. Nothing....they both looked at each other, the tech sat down with my pictures that had spit out, and the trainee kept scanning me. This felt like an eternity although I am sure it was merely seconds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally, I piped up - "Um....what am I looking at? I haven't seen a baby and I can't see a heartbeat. What is that?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Well sweetie," the tech said, "You aren't looking at a baby. You are looking at babIES"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"WHAT??!!!" - my response&lt;br /&gt;"Well - there you have it" - Michael&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As soon as the ultrasound was over, I ran out of the office and stood next to the elevators to call my mom before the doctor called me back. She seemed a little uneasy that 30 minutes into the appointment I was already calling. "Well, you know how I have told you I have felt so sick and different this go round? It is because you are going from three grandchildren to FIVE." If you can't imagine, she was screaming :) "TWINS! Ray!! TRACI IS HAVING TWINS!!" Needless to say, the conversation on the way &lt;em&gt;to&lt;/em&gt; the doctor appointment was quite different than the conversation on the way &lt;em&gt;home&lt;/em&gt; from the doctor appointment. When we got home and Patti asked how the appointment went Michael casually told her, "Traci is great and BOTH of the babies are good" "WHAT??!!!!" Her many years of baby clothes shopping sure is coming in handy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; We are thrilled, excited, overwhelmed, overjoyed, excited, thrilled, overwhelmed, overjoyed.....everything. Both our families were elated and people were wild as the news spread. We are so blessed and looking forward to an even FULLER life. I did die laughing as Michael later told me, "I didn't really realize we were having twins until you told me all 3 kids can't fit in either one of our cars" HA!! It is funny how and when the reality of 2 more &lt;em&gt;at once&lt;/em&gt; hit us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This summer I have been nesting more than normal as I have gotten bigger faster and Landon has kept me on my toes. I am so blessed to be able to stay at home from teaching for a little while and for that, I am so thankful. We found out in June while Michael was at camp that the twins are GIRLS! Barry was right :) He said he would bet anyone $500 they were girls. This summer, much like any other, has been full of camp, mission trips, get togethers with the youth, swim days, a vacation and much more. Here are just a few pictures to catch you up on the last few months....we are SO excited about what is to come :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499439636003866850" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFHvNi-2yOI/AAAAAAAAAYY/m9uZiAJ8NLo/s320/Jan+2010+-+June+2010+131.JPG" /&gt;                                    landon at his first birthday dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The whole family loved our week at Seagrove this summer. It was especially fun to watch the boys play together.....the years ahead are about to be more full and fun!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500287892209320370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFTysjmEwbI/AAAAAAAAAZI/HxMYMKg0Tk4/s320/Jan+2010+-+June+2010+410.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jack and landon played chase everyday and landon learned how to scream!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500287912279574242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFTytuXMhuI/AAAAAAAAAZg/UlFypx1E30s/s320/Jan+2010+-+June+2010+342.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;knox and landon exploring together&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500287905927570578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFTytWswpJI/AAAAAAAAAZY/wlB7vTNExSw/s320/Jan+2010+-+June+2010+344.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all of us taking the mornings slow while barry cooked breakfast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500287901246987010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFTytFQ0mwI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/riGDm6AQvBI/s320/Jan+2010+-+June+2010+338.JPG" /&gt;jelly toast with nene&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500284181802920242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFTvUlQQKTI/AAAAAAAAAYg/bZM6fvLKMSY/s320/Jan+2010+-+June+2010+385.JPG" /&gt;knox, landon, and jack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500284209201772866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFTvWLUpeUI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Bmlp9tJQEbc/s320/Jan+2010+-+June+2010+281.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;wanting to ride with jack....next year landon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500284188805317266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFTvU_VwQpI/AAAAAAAAAYo/MvTL7eJ1p6k/s320/Jan+2010+-+June+2010+351.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hanging out with pa-paw&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500284196988392274" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFTvVd0wE1I/AAAAAAAAAYw/dkGd9nW24Tc/s320/Jan+2010+-+June+2010+301.JPG" /&gt;thank you to the random lady on the beach who felt this picture needed to be taken....sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFCWO3Pg-9I/AAAAAAAAAYI/BDaEuBFfPEY/s1600/Picture+Dump+July+2010+367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499060327110736850" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFCWO3Pg-9I/AAAAAAAAAYI/BDaEuBFfPEY/s320/Picture+Dump+July+2010+367.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He loves his daddy reading to him before bed every night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFCWOUrr8vI/AAAAAAAAAYA/z8vUFiY_0Ko/s1600/Picture+Dump+July+2010+395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499060317833655026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFCWOUrr8vI/AAAAAAAAAYA/z8vUFiY_0Ko/s320/Picture+Dump+July+2010+395.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sometimes he is really quiet ...just looking at books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFCWOPp9KHI/AAAAAAAAAX4/m5N63VIpgFE/s1600/Picture+Dump+July+2010+397.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499060316484216946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFCWOPp9KHI/AAAAAAAAAX4/m5N63VIpgFE/s320/Picture+Dump+July+2010+397.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we call this "his little corner." He can spend forever just playing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFCWNjfKbaI/AAAAAAAAAXw/YrUV3inq04U/s1600/Picture+Dump+July+2010+380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499060304627789218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFCWNjfKbaI/AAAAAAAAAXw/YrUV3inq04U/s320/Picture+Dump+July+2010+380.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hanging out at the pool with mom, ruthie, and lydia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFCWNR6ojPI/AAAAAAAAAXo/IVThh3h-v6I/s1600/Picture+Dump+July+2010+378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499060299911171314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFCWNR6ojPI/AAAAAAAAAXo/IVThh3h-v6I/s320/Picture+Dump+July+2010+378.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; his favorite seat in the house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFCVn3W0dsI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Wl-4DEAezf4/s1600/Picture+Dump+July+2010+373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499059657126475458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFCVn3W0dsI/AAAAAAAAAXg/Wl-4DEAezf4/s320/Picture+Dump+July+2010+373.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; he took cousin mia over to "his little corner" and they played and played&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499059650718883330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFCVnffIXgI/AAAAAAAAAXY/25CD0eCiBQU/s320/Picture+Dump+July+2010+363.JPG" /&gt; He loves this rocket and has learned to match the shapes and colors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499058634305061282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFCUsVDMQaI/AAAAAAAAAWw/WDlG8JwyjEg/s320/Picture+Dump+July+2010+172.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happy, happy, happy, anytime outside&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499058626406529586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFCUr3oCOjI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Ry5SxcalSPY/s320/Picture+Dump+July+2010+012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our first annual Redneck Olympics with the teenagers....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pictures are worth 1000 words.....and blackmail :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499057083432203154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFCTSDmSc5I/AAAAAAAAAWI/yBHpWNolEQ4/s320/Picture+Dump+July+2010+035.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a couple pics from camp at Horn's Creek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499058639252093170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFCUsnep-PI/AAAAAAAAAW4/cZL9jeFwHtk/s320/Picture+Dump+July+2010+170.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499058613427493026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFCUrHRl2KI/AAAAAAAAAWY/Y7kFMSzrAcI/s320/Picture+Dump+July+2010+064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499058621691005826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFCUrmDxC4I/AAAAAAAAAWg/DOqM8AyE1bk/s320/Picture+Dump+July+2010+155.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The group we took to St. Louis to help a church canvas neighborhoods and run a week of soccer camp. I had a BLAST cooking and hanging out with our kids while Landon had his own "staycation" with the grandparents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFCVmjAXV8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQ8JlYhbuk/s1600/Picture+Dump+July+2010+340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499059634483713986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFCVmjAXV8I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/eTQ8JlYhbuk/s320/Picture+Dump+July+2010+340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFCVmbpdvFI/AAAAAAAAAXI/REpvWW29Dws/s1600/Picture+Dump+July+2010+190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499059632508615762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFCVmbpdvFI/AAAAAAAAAXI/REpvWW29Dws/s320/Picture+Dump+July+2010+190.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Brant apparently thought he was having twins too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFCVmGSlvmI/AAAAAAAAAXA/DmcrGgs8Yg4/s1600/Picture+Dump+July+2010+345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499059626775527010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFCVmGSlvmI/AAAAAAAAAXA/DmcrGgs8Yg4/s320/Picture+Dump+July+2010+345.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Michael's famous quote before reaching security at the Arch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Don't be a moron....I can't fix stupid"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a lot of fun riding in a Wonka-vator but slightly freaky too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFCTRW-PIZI/AAAAAAAAAV4/7_Li88G-ii0/s1600/Picture+Dump+July+2010+001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499057071453053330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFCTRW-PIZI/AAAAAAAAAV4/7_Li88G-ii0/s320/Picture+Dump+July+2010+001.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; roller skating with the big kids....&lt;br /&gt;we are ready to roll with the next adventure!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2033151789838261726-6390768470451828689?l=michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/6390768470451828689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2033151789838261726&amp;postID=6390768470451828689' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/6390768470451828689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/6390768470451828689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/2010/07/last-three-months.html' title='The last three months....'/><author><name>Michael and Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747392518432982937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/TFHvNi-2yOI/AAAAAAAAAYY/m9uZiAJ8NLo/s72-c/Jan+2010+-+June+2010+131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2033151789838261726.post-4872322162101157494</id><published>2010-04-06T21:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T21:30:29.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GUESS WHAT?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S7vuCCoTdEI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Ey3TAsKPXV8/s1600/IMG_7651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457217092322554946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S7vuCCoTdEI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Ey3TAsKPXV8/s320/IMG_7651.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                     &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am going to be a big brother!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2033151789838261726-4872322162101157494?l=michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4872322162101157494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2033151789838261726&amp;postID=4872322162101157494' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/4872322162101157494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/4872322162101157494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/2010/04/guess-what.html' title='GUESS WHAT?!'/><author><name>Michael and Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747392518432982937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S7vuCCoTdEI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Ey3TAsKPXV8/s72-c/IMG_7651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2033151789838261726.post-7394723206876977025</id><published>2010-03-20T22:43:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T23:00:35.087-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tidbits from February and March...</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the brief post. A little is better than nothing :) We have had lots going on in the Jenkins' house as you can see......bigger post coming soon!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S6WY3RAQGfI/AAAAAAAAAVg/trRCbF1Iye8/s1600-h/Feb+2010+128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450930999226538482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S6WY3RAQGfI/AAAAAAAAAVg/trRCbF1Iye8/s320/Feb+2010+128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  His 10 month old picture in his chair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S6WYUlYaraI/AAAAAAAAAVY/JPYBCrzVoRk/s1600-h/Feb+2010+112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450930403401182626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S6WYUlYaraI/AAAAAAAAAVY/JPYBCrzVoRk/s320/Feb+2010+112.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of Landon's favorite things to do.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S6WYOabJ1II/AAAAAAAAAVQ/wP-faU2iwf0/s1600-h/Feb+2010+117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450930297380656258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S6WYOabJ1II/AAAAAAAAAVQ/wP-faU2iwf0/s320/Feb+2010+117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the reasons we joined My Gym....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S6WYFuviDXI/AAAAAAAAAVI/BpCKodloMJc/s1600-h/Feb+2010+115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450930148216016242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S6WYFuviDXI/AAAAAAAAAVI/BpCKodloMJc/s320/Feb+2010+115.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Landon loves to hold his paci like this - cracks me up....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S6WXSGcJ3xI/AAAAAAAAAVA/hIC4aFMo19U/s1600-h/Feb+2010+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450929261223993106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S6WXSGcJ3xI/AAAAAAAAAVA/hIC4aFMo19U/s320/Feb+2010+023.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How can your heart not melt at that face ??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S6WW_Yt-qqI/AAAAAAAAAU4/8zk9SSnjhtA/s1600-h/Feb+2010+017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450928939713079970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S6WW_Yt-qqI/AAAAAAAAAU4/8zk9SSnjhtA/s320/Feb+2010+017.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S6WWzS5mQXI/AAAAAAAAAUw/GcOjF6M-dus/s1600-h/Feb+2010+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450928731992768882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S6WWzS5mQXI/AAAAAAAAAUw/GcOjF6M-dus/s320/Feb+2010+015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S6WWjpDoVHI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ezxEBDB9s5g/s1600-h/Feb+2010+047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450928463062520946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S6WWjpDoVHI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ezxEBDB9s5g/s320/Feb+2010+047.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching mommy get ready on Sunday morning....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S6WWF0NrojI/AAAAAAAAAUg/cLdNIK_I6y8/s1600-h/Lydia+and+My+Gym+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450927950661394994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S6WWF0NrojI/AAAAAAAAAUg/cLdNIK_I6y8/s320/Lydia+and+My+Gym+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY GYM!!!!!! WHAT????!!!! A PIT OF MULTI-COLORED BALLS??!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2033151789838261726-7394723206876977025?l=michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7394723206876977025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2033151789838261726&amp;postID=7394723206876977025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/7394723206876977025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/7394723206876977025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/2010/03/tidbits-from-february-and-march.html' title='Tidbits from February and March...'/><author><name>Michael and Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747392518432982937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S6WY3RAQGfI/AAAAAAAAAVg/trRCbF1Iye8/s72-c/Feb+2010+128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2033151789838261726.post-697109693040665212</id><published>2010-01-09T22:27:00.009-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T16:27:45.345-06:00</updated><title type='text'>a picture is worth 1000 words</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No words for this post......just ALOT of Christmas pictures and our first snow day.....we have had a fun few weeks here in the Jenkins home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0lacRg_0xI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/drs4neV3rr8/s1600-h/Dec.+Jan+.09-10+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424966667929113362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0lacRg_0xI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/drs4neV3rr8/s320/Dec.+Jan+.09-10+053.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0lacAyQiqI/AAAAAAAAAUI/P3R2LnPL2YA/s1600-h/Dec.+Jan+.09-10+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424966663438109346" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0lacAyQiqI/AAAAAAAAAUI/P3R2LnPL2YA/s320/Dec.+Jan+.09-10+050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0laRJ9TG2I/AAAAAAAAAUA/V-IzCdkahUs/s1600-h/Dec.+Jan+.09-10+049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424966476921772898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0laRJ9TG2I/AAAAAAAAAUA/V-IzCdkahUs/s320/Dec.+Jan+.09-10+049.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0laQ2hgQVI/AAAAAAAAAT4/JvbTQBG0Gsw/s1600-h/Dec.+Jan+.09-10+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424966471704920402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0laQ2hgQVI/AAAAAAAAAT4/JvbTQBG0Gsw/s320/Dec.+Jan+.09-10+048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0laQjjqH-I/AAAAAAAAATw/2QNcRhnVvZU/s1600-h/Dec.+Jan+.09-10+050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424966466613682146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0laQjjqH-I/AAAAAAAAATw/2QNcRhnVvZU/s320/Dec.+Jan+.09-10+050.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0laQRP6emI/AAAAAAAAATo/LK4D3E9SeUg/s1600-h/Dec.+Jan+.09-10+036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424966461699029602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0laQRP6emI/AAAAAAAAATo/LK4D3E9SeUg/s320/Dec.+Jan+.09-10+036.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0laQL7NrLI/AAAAAAAAATg/zYnnbBH_yew/s1600-h/Dec.+Jan+.09-10+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424966460270030002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0laQL7NrLI/AAAAAAAAATg/zYnnbBH_yew/s320/Dec.+Jan+.09-10+032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0lZ4_dvKhI/AAAAAAAAATY/F5XTnKkSxnI/s1600-h/Dec.+Jan+.09-10+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424966061788178962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0lZ4_dvKhI/AAAAAAAAATY/F5XTnKkSxnI/s320/Dec.+Jan+.09-10+031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0lZ4pI5tII/AAAAAAAAATQ/SPnOzrvu7wc/s1600-h/Dec.+Jan+.09-10+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424966055795209346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0lZ4pI5tII/AAAAAAAAATQ/SPnOzrvu7wc/s320/Dec.+Jan+.09-10+028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0lZ4c3_aVI/AAAAAAAAATI/AHfKxYulbPI/s1600-h/Dec.+Jan+.09-10+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424966052503054674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0lZ4c3_aVI/AAAAAAAAATI/AHfKxYulbPI/s320/Dec.+Jan+.09-10+026.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0lZ35YAHvI/AAAAAAAAATA/24GXCaHR7SM/s1600-h/147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424966042973642482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0lZ35YAHvI/AAAAAAAAATA/24GXCaHR7SM/s320/147.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0lZ3oXj9FI/AAAAAAAAAS4/2ONxGI4G59c/s1600-h/145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424966038408393810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0lZ3oXj9FI/AAAAAAAAAS4/2ONxGI4G59c/s320/145.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0lZXfcPb3I/AAAAAAAAASw/oLqWhGC8Omc/s1600-h/143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424964938573422002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0lY3nKeHbI/AAAAAAAAARo/na8aQxIXTI4/s320/089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0lYav3sgvI/AAAAAAAAARg/dv3Ebu61mrY/s1600-h/086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424964442694386418" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0lYav3sgvI/AAAAAAAAARg/dv3Ebu61mrY/s320/086.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0lYaTJxcwI/AAAAAAAAARY/XujTZ6lLENE/s1600-h/076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424964434985579266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0lYaTJxcwI/AAAAAAAAARY/XujTZ6lLENE/s320/076.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/S0lYaO0NyEI/AAAAAAAAARQ/5UrhAO2LifU/s1600-h/064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409748015677718514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SxNJKH7YP_I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/_h9WqKPxa2M/s320/007cousins.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SxNJJ0xi5wI/AAAAAAAAAQI/m42CzKg-R4w/s1600/003cousins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409748010536199938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SxNJJ0xi5wI/AAAAAAAAAQI/m42CzKg-R4w/s320/003cousins.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come but here is a little preview of Landon with his cousins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2033151789838261726-1834426701935877947?l=michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1834426701935877947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2033151789838261726&amp;postID=1834426701935877947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/1834426701935877947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/1834426701935877947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/2009/11/fall-pictures.html' title='Fall Pictures!'/><author><name>Michael and Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747392518432982937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SxNJKH7YP_I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/_h9WqKPxa2M/s72-c/007cousins.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2033151789838261726.post-97619173702176814</id><published>2009-10-24T22:17:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T21:14:29.398-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Trip to the Beach</title><content type='html'>Over fall break a few weeks ago, we headed to Destin for MUCH NEEDED R&amp;amp;R. Here are a few pics of the week. Needless to say, Landon LOVED the water and laughed everytime we took him near the ocean. Love having a waterbug in the family :) ahhhhhh - the beach - never ready to leave.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SuPFDPX_l2I/AAAAAAAAAQA/-TgkYir6i3E/s1600-h/PA110065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396373437977433954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SuPFDPX_l2I/AAAAAAAAAQA/-TgkYir6i3E/s320/PA110065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SuPFC_kKutI/AAAAAAAAAP4/_I-BR7nGH_Q/s1600-h/PA100029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396373433733528274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SuPFC_kKutI/AAAAAAAAAP4/_I-BR7nGH_Q/s320/PA100029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            Landon loved sitting with NeNe on the balcony&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SuPFCqkuf4I/AAAAAAAAAPw/3rblxZd1CRg/s1600-h/IMG_2892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396373428098727810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SuPFCqkuf4I/AAAAAAAAAPw/3rblxZd1CRg/s320/IMG_2892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SuPEZjo6m_I/AAAAAAAAAPo/hRNMmyQTERw/s1600-h/IMG_2877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396372721862614002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SuPEZjo6m_I/AAAAAAAAAPo/hRNMmyQTERw/s320/IMG_2877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                              Cracking up at the waves  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SuPEZb1JeXI/AAAAAAAAAPg/TwAgNiqVrpE/s1600-h/IMG_2883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396372719766436210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SuPEZb1JeXI/AAAAAAAAAPg/TwAgNiqVrpE/s320/IMG_2883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SuPEY8kyOsI/AAAAAAAAAPY/la8KZsA-5CU/s1600-h/IMG_2866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396372711376304834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SuPEY8kyOsI/AAAAAAAAAPY/la8KZsA-5CU/s320/IMG_2866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                          Like father like son - little foggy but love the same expressions :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SuPEYpYeA9I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/S4odd46vAOM/s1600-h/IMG_2834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396372706224374738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SuPEYpYeA9I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/S4odd46vAOM/s320/IMG_2834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            Had to capture this....."don't let me go daddy!!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SuPEYVcQtRI/AAAAAAAAAPI/7NIZqssiVj0/s1600-h/IMG_2819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396372700871570706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SuPEYVcQtRI/AAAAAAAAAPI/7NIZqssiVj0/s320/IMG_2819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                   Landon and NeNe's favorite napping spot for the week  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SuPDzeGTotI/AAAAAAAAAPA/04Tk0piGDaY/s1600-h/IMG_2792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396372067540247250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SuPDzeGTotI/AAAAAAAAAPA/04Tk0piGDaY/s320/IMG_2792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SuPDzKmNBWI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Vb1N2lvDG8o/s1600-h/IMG_2799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396372062305322338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SuPDzKmNBWI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Vb1N2lvDG8o/s320/IMG_2799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SuPDyrKrJOI/AAAAAAAAAOw/vBc2FVJp7Xc/s1600-h/IMG_2787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396372053868356834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SuPDyrKrJOI/AAAAAAAAAOw/vBc2FVJp7Xc/s320/IMG_2787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SuPDyVmIrcI/AAAAAAAAAOo/w06ooseKCNQ/s1600-h/IMG_2766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396372048077958594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SuPDyVmIrcI/AAAAAAAAAOo/w06ooseKCNQ/s320/IMG_2766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        When are we going back??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2033151789838261726-97619173702176814?l=michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/97619173702176814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2033151789838261726&amp;postID=97619173702176814' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/97619173702176814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/97619173702176814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-trip-to-beach.html' title='First Trip to the Beach'/><author><name>Michael and Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747392518432982937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SuPFDPX_l2I/AAAAAAAAAQA/-TgkYir6i3E/s72-c/PA110065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2033151789838261726.post-5730229270538746715</id><published>2009-09-20T19:03:00.016-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T21:39:39.055-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer's Top Ten</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SrmBXXnjsyI/AAAAAAAAAN4/DzjXJggWDLQ/s1600-h/859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384477067975045922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SrmBXXnjsyI/AAAAAAAAAN4/DzjXJggWDLQ/s320/859.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Looking at my last post I can't believe the time has flown. The greatest way I can think to sum up our summer is do a Top Ten list (chronological order) Many of you will just skip it and go to the pictures so maybe that will catch you up instead - a picture is worth 1000 words anyways right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1.) &lt;strong&gt;may FLEW&lt;/strong&gt; - michael and I celebrated our 4 year anniversary by going to the Melting Pot and spending the night out. Michael also graduated with his masters from Southern Seminary - WHOO HOO!!! no more school (for the both of us :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2.) we &lt;strong&gt;took our youth to fall creek falls&lt;/strong&gt; and I hiked 4 miles with my 8 week old son attached to me - he slept the WHOLE time! I guess he felt like he was on a treadmill in the womb :) he spent many hours there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3.) &lt;strong&gt;emily, michael's sister, and terry (her hubby) welcomed their first little one&lt;/strong&gt; to the family - Mia Catherine. Mia and Landon are 8 weeks apart! i hear loud holidays in the future....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4.) &lt;strong&gt;michael went to camp&lt;/strong&gt; for 10 days and I stayed back with Landon. Spent several nights with my mom, dad, grams, and granddaddy then went up to camp for a day. very restful but very weird since I have been at camp the last 7 years&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5.) &lt;strong&gt;Dad smoked his usual ribs and chicken thighs for 4th of july&lt;/strong&gt;.....yum......can taste them now&lt;br /&gt;6.) We did some local mission stuff around town with our youth in july and then ended the week by going to &lt;strong&gt;Six Flags&lt;/strong&gt;. Michael and I got to ride with Hall and John John on their first ever roller coaster that went upside down......i'll never forget how hard I was laughing as John John was singing "Indescribable" at the top of his lungs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.) &lt;strong&gt;Michael and I were able to sneak away&lt;/strong&gt; for a few days to a friend's lakehouse before school started. it was great to spend time together and with landon doing nothing - thank you!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.) &lt;strong&gt;School is in full gear&lt;/strong&gt; and I am trying to find the definition of balance - working moms....any tips??? I do have my best friend's little girl in my class, Adeline, and that is for sure the highlight already of my year. Plus a little boy whom I LOVE that calls me "Missssss. Senkins!!!" Add that to the list right under "Mrs. Chickens"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.) &lt;strong&gt;Landon got his two bottom teeth&lt;/strong&gt; almost immediately after his 4 month birthday. I'm already praying he has his daddy's genes in the dental area....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10.) &lt;strong&gt;Life is so much more fun with a baby.&lt;/strong&gt; The saying is so true.....a baby fills the space in your heart you never knew was there. Michael and I are loving every moment with our little guy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384477722646935570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SrmB9edf-BI/AAAAAAAAAOI/RDQRngKQiNw/s320/922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384483000463402434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SrmGwr3AJcI/AAAAAAAAAOg/6QQeTfcuQJE/s320/803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384476695298768738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SrmBBrSm_2I/AAAAAAAAANQ/MDzfLiDpg38/s320/669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Landon on his 4 mile hike with me - he LOVED it - my back felt like I was pregnant again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384476703019962706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SrmBCIDfEVI/AAAAAAAAANY/TKThzOS61PA/s320/677.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384482982710058994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SrmGvpuRn_I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/m-9QFy6LH4k/s320/882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Landon's 4 month picture in his chair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384475206951381026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/Srl_rCw8KCI/AAAAAAAAANI/jRYb0AMQWSU/s320/717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Welcome baby Mia~ June 16, 2009 8lbs 14oz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384476715833467026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SrmBC3ydoJI/AAAAAAAAANo/XgLLGoUabFQ/s320/846.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Landon and cousin Mia's first picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384475192272218658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/Srl_qMFJ6iI/AAAAAAAAAM4/E5pbsFfK1Ek/s320/839.JPG" border="0" /&gt; 4 months in the bumbo - he loved this new perspective on life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384477074887656450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SrmBXxXpxAI/AAAAAAAAAOA/7ankzMFBO5Q/s320/840.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Lazy Saturdays with his daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384475199108881954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/Srl_qljJHiI/AAAAAAAAANA/e2y0I6oIjw4/s320/904.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Loving that cereal and fruit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384476708741972178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SrmBCdXuANI/AAAAAAAAANg/Tt6bKACVvmI/s320/924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384476724897647474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SrmBDZjiC3I/AAAAAAAAANw/RIbKk3bq9X8/s320/856.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Summer days are gone too soon.......&lt;br /&gt;but many more like this to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2033151789838261726-5730229270538746715?l=michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5730229270538746715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2033151789838261726&amp;postID=5730229270538746715' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/5730229270538746715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/5730229270538746715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/2009/09/summers-top-ten.html' title='Summer&apos;s Top Ten'/><author><name>Michael and Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747392518432982937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SrmBXXnjsyI/AAAAAAAAAN4/DzjXJggWDLQ/s72-c/859.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2033151789838261726.post-1341431145009865451</id><published>2009-05-06T09:57:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T11:11:12.367-05:00</updated><title type='text'>3 weeks with the little one.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SgGmMOyHFoI/AAAAAAAAAKw/uWJC6mdt4sI/s1600-h/IMG_1939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SgGmMOyHFoI/AAAAAAAAAKw/uWJC6mdt4sI/s320/IMG_1939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332726162840295042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SgGsinC0ZOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/S5b3eigpALE/s1600-h/IMG_1980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SgGsinC0ZOI/AAAAAAAAALQ/S5b3eigpALE/s320/IMG_1980.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332733144379712738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to believe that 3 weeks have already flown by with our little guy. We were in the hospital a little longer than anticipated since Landon had to be in NICU for his lungs. The funny thing is, we didn't mind, we LOVED the hospital. Baptist was wonderful, the nurses were excellent, my doctor is just top notch and so personal, NICU was thrilled to be taking care of an almost 9lb baby, drugs were a great luxury, meals were brought to us by my family, we took all our "Everybody loves Raymond" and "The Office" dvds, I slept like I hadn't slept in 3 months, and in the OR when the nurses said "HE'S 8lb 11oz!!" I couldn't be more thankful for my c-section. As Michael said, I lifted everything that wasn't numb (my shoulders, neck, and head :)) off of the table and said "THANK YOU for my c-section!! Dr. Wise, I will dig the dirt out from your toenails!! THANK YOU!!" Needless to say, as perfect and wonderful as our experience was, we were more than happy to head home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SgGo2SPOOmI/AAAAAAAAAK4/_MGMjWeWWXE/s1600-h/IMG_1978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SgGo2SPOOmI/AAAAAAAAAK4/_MGMjWeWWXE/s320/IMG_1978.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332729084345465442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               sweet hospital moments                      &lt;br /&gt;          &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SgGzW96gkwI/AAAAAAAAAMg/ZZBYIvAr1v4/s1600-h/IMG_2016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SgGzW96gkwI/AAAAAAAAAMg/ZZBYIvAr1v4/s320/IMG_2016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332740640941839106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SgGwIbVXD5I/AAAAAAAAAMI/IFujU8EtB4Q/s1600-h/IMG_2017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SgGwIbVXD5I/AAAAAAAAAMI/IFujU8EtB4Q/s320/IMG_2017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332737092606168978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                          The ride home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SgGwIhEf8nI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/sAfe-i4ssW0/s1600-h/IMG_2039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SgGwIhEf8nI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/sAfe-i4ssW0/s320/IMG_2039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332737094146060914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                        One week old picture - a rare moment with open eyes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SgGwH6GQK5I/AAAAAAAAAMA/ziUrb9X8qkk/s1600-h/IMG_2104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SgGwH6GQK5I/AAAAAAAAAMA/ziUrb9X8qkk/s320/IMG_2104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332737083684432786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gotta love the spit up in this one. I feel like I should turn it in to a milk ad. You have to love his fat face in this picture :) After our 2 week dr. visit - Landon is fattening up! He went from 8lb 4 when we left the hospital to 9lb 4!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been blessed by so many of you that have brought us meals, called, stopped by, and simply helped us get ready for little Landon. It is times like this I am thankful for the quiet moments to stop and reflect on God's goodness and faithfulness in our lives. Michael and I were reminded of that even in the hospital as we went down to NICU everyday, life is so precious....to see the work of God on a 1lb baby is indescribable. Every detail is there - only God could make something so perfect. What an honor it is to be able to raise a child and this is only the BEGINNING.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks again to each of you, especially our family, that has helped us make this transition to parenthood so much greater and fun than we ever imagined!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2033151789838261726-1341431145009865451?l=michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1341431145009865451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2033151789838261726&amp;postID=1341431145009865451' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/1341431145009865451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/1341431145009865451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/2009/05/3-weeks-with-little-one.html' title='3 weeks with the little one.....'/><author><name>Michael and Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747392518432982937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SgGmMOyHFoI/AAAAAAAAAKw/uWJC6mdt4sI/s72-c/IMG_1939.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2033151789838261726.post-7981062665852272434</id><published>2008-12-01T14:38:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T14:54:38.740-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WE ARE HAVING...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/STRORVJm9dI/AAAAAAAAAJs/y9k_LOqBoWs/s1600-h/IMG_1724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/STRORVJm9dI/AAAAAAAAAJs/y9k_LOqBoWs/s400/IMG_1724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274927123199882706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;A BOY!!!! Michael and I are very excited to think we will be holding a son in April! For the thousand comments I will receive about the name, yes, we have decided (and did long before kids were in the picture - as a youth minister and teacher we have a FEW name associations to filter through)  Landon Elijah is his name. Landon because we both love it and it is Michael's granddad's name whom he never met but told to this day that he is like. Elijah because it means "The Lord is my God"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;We are claiming and praying 1 Kings 17:24 over this little one already as his life verse, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;"Then the woman said to Elijah,"Now I know that you are a man of God and that the word of the Lord from your mouth is the Truth."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;We are very excited and still can't believe we are having a son!!! What a sweet blessing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2033151789838261726-7981062665852272434?l=michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7981062665852272434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2033151789838261726&amp;postID=7981062665852272434' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/7981062665852272434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/7981062665852272434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-are-having.html' title='WE ARE HAVING...'/><author><name>Michael and Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747392518432982937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/STRORVJm9dI/AAAAAAAAAJs/y9k_LOqBoWs/s72-c/IMG_1724.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2033151789838261726.post-4057281441235148842</id><published>2008-11-26T21:52:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T21:55:26.297-06:00</updated><title type='text'>what do you think??</title><content type='html'>Monday is the big day for us. We will find out if we are going to have a son or a daughter. What do you think we will have? We can't wait to find out. I am reminded this week how thankful we both are that God has considered us for this honor of parenthood!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2033151789838261726-4057281441235148842?l=michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4057281441235148842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2033151789838261726&amp;postID=4057281441235148842' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/4057281441235148842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/4057281441235148842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-do-you-think.html' title='what do you think??'/><author><name>Michael and Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747392518432982937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2033151789838261726.post-5934615732202895103</id><published>2008-10-20T17:37:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T17:42:09.047-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Mr. Obama</title><content type='html'>"The day we lose our will to fight is the day we lose our freedom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the link below to hear it from the horse's mouth who has been there- praise the Lord for the men and women who fight and die for our FREEDOM that has never been free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TG4fe9GlWS8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TG4fe9GlWS8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2033151789838261726-5934615732202895103?l=michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/5934615732202895103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2033151789838261726&amp;postID=5934615732202895103' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/5934615732202895103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/5934615732202895103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/2008/10/dear-mr-obama.html' title='Dear Mr. Obama'/><author><name>Michael and Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747392518432982937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2033151789838261726.post-8210094773155304030</id><published>2008-10-08T14:21:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T23:06:17.569-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG NEWS.....little post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SPF3MF_1SlI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Rm9xApVUuiM/s1600-h/IMG_1636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256113289770125906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SPF3MF_1SlI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Rm9xApVUuiM/s400/IMG_1636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SPF3FaZx49I/AAAAAAAAAII/5u1p1S_gw0I/s1600-h/IMG_1637.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;We are excited! Little Jenkins will arrive in April! We just made the announcement last weekend and we are thrilled to say we are 13 weeks closer to meeting this little one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;More blog posts to come! I guess I have to be more consistant now :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2033151789838261726-8210094773155304030?l=michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/8210094773155304030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2033151789838261726&amp;postID=8210094773155304030' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/8210094773155304030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/8210094773155304030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/2008/10/big-newslittle-post.html' title='BIG NEWS.....little post'/><author><name>Michael and Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747392518432982937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SPF3MF_1SlI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/Rm9xApVUuiM/s72-c/IMG_1636.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2033151789838261726.post-2808581023607691231</id><published>2008-09-06T12:30:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T22:22:39.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>something to check out</title><content type='html'>We have an unwritten rule in our house (made by me :) ) "No political talk after 10pm" Partly because I dream so vividly that whatever Michael and I discuss towards the end of the evening, usually makes its way into a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of us are sick of the squabbles between the candidates at this point. Myself included. However, I watched a VERY good interview on YouTube yesterday. It was the Saddleback Civic Forum. If you have a minute - watch it. It is broken up into 5 parts. Rick Warren states at the beginning that each candidate will be asked the same questions in the same order. It was more of a relaxed and informal interview which I loved because you could seem to see their character a little clearer. A question may have been asked an you could see Obama cough, wiggle, or not be confident of his response. It was good to to hear the perspective from both sides equally and fairly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have since become in conversation with a friend on Facebook. She is an avid Obama supporter and I am clearly not. I do not trust that man. I am very excited about McCain's experience coupled with Palin's fiery convictions. After a long post on my message board, I responded to her praise of Obama and her disagreements on McCain. At the end of the day, God is on the throne, not McCain or Obama (THANK GOODNESS) but I wanted to post my response simply to hear any input you may have and if you haven't already, watch the Saddleback Civic Forum! I would love for you to post your comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;My response to her email...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;You are exactly right. We will not see eye to eye on this so it is better to agree that we will disagree. The good news is that at the end of the day McCain or Obama are NOT on the throne - God is (thank goodness) so whatever happens is not by chance. Bear with me as I know this is REALLY long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I do understand your respect for Obama because his passion for the poor. From being in the school system for 3 years, teaching in the inner-city of Louisville and now at a low income school  where we have 80% free reduced, I see a lot of poverty. I see children who come to school for the 3rd day in the same clothes, I see kids who beg to save their milk instead of drinking it at lunch so they have something that night at home, and I've seen kids who live in dumps with no electricity and no where enough space or safety in that neighborhood (one of my kids last year- I went to his house to get a field trip permission slip) Yet, just down the street there are beautiful neighborhoods with picket fences and lawns mowed. On the other hand, I have seen every way to work the system. For instance, a student we have this year is on free and reduced lunch (which means the government covers the deficit of $.30 a meal instead of $2.60) and yet the parent was outraged that the afterschool program was $50 a week. We are required to keep students anyways by law. The funny thing, the parent drives a new car, has a new cell phone, and according the student - has an HDTV at home so they don't like our classroom TVs. The sad thing is- this is SO MANY families that are being assisted. The issue is priorities, NOT poverty. On the other hand, I know a lady who is raising her 4 great grandsons and has made a way for herself. She has been promoted at the hospital due to her work ethic (not a degree) but bc she is making "too much money" her food stamps have been taken from her. This is a women who has sacrificed everything for her grandchildren because they are family. She also told me that she could foster them and cut a bigger check but she knows that is not right, so she will cut a smaller check to know no one can snatch her boys. This is a lady I greatly respect and the govt. is not working in her favor. I am convicted about this issue of poverty bc the reality is - it ISN'T and shouldn't be the govt job to aid those who make poor choices, we as the church need to step up and provide for these families. At school, there is a church that comes in every Friday and does just that. They package microwave meals and snacks for families in need so the children can eat over the weekend. We need to step up as the church in America, not the govt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;We have children in our schools systems, who are NOT legal citizens. By law, we are required to give all children an education. Not very securing to me that if a child doesn't have a social security number, the school system is to assign them a "pin" number instead. These are not just Hispanic illegals but from various countries. Your tax dollars are paying for this. Children of families who are here on "a free ride" while we are working 60 hour work weeks to make ends meet. There is something terribly wrong with this. Obviously this is not the result of one loophole but many.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;When it comes to the war. Who does like it? Who does want to stay in this state of turmoil? I don't see many people raising their hands to this one. However, it grates on my nerves when the soldiers are referring to being "sent" or "forced" at such a young age. We do not draft men or women to serve our country. They willingly sign up to serve. A man that works with our youth at church has a wife, 2 kids, and adopting the 3rd, has been to Iraq serving with the Army for almost 2 years. He has been home about a year and a half and is about to head back out. Why? He sees the great relief we have been giving to the Afghani and Iraqi people. They have since the time we have been there been able to establish themselves and women and children run to our soldiers as they look to them as their own heroes. The pictures from there are unbelievable. Within the past two weeks, our military turned over complete security to Iraqi military of the Ambar Province of Iraq. Where was that in the news? I wish our news channels where more balanced on the good that is occuring there, not just the sad case of how many men we as Americans have lost. It is a new day in the media. We have lost a little over 4,000 men in this war over the course of 6 years. Although this is a sad loss, these men knew the cost of sacrifice. They knew the price they were willing to pay. What saddens me more, is how as a country we have FORGOTTEN the events of 9/11. Just the other day I was getting my hair cut by a lady who I discovered moved from NY because her apt was next to the towers and she had lost everything, including 11 family members and friends. I immediately told her how sorry I was that we had forgotten Sept. 11 as a nation. We lost over 3,000 people in one day from an unexpected event that sadly could have been prevented. Those people that were in the towers and on the planes and those family members are who we should remember to grieve for, not just for our soldiers. Are you aware that the media is not allowed to show the planes hitting the towers on national tv? why not? yes - it is devastating and no one wants to relive that day but what a reminder of the blatant evil we are up against and what we are being naive to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I do not agree with Obama. I do not agree that his "change" is what we need. He can speak well. But a President that only speaks well is not appealing to me. I want a man of conviction. I value substance over style. Someone who is not seeking success in a career ladder but has "been there, done that" I heard someone say if you can't stand behind and support the President, stand in front and do his job. As for the Saddleback Forum, I don't care what "environment" he was in. It was apparent that on certain topics he was more concerned with others opinions of him than standing firm on an issue. Leaders are confident and lead regardless of their environment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I have a MAJOR issue that he does not consider militant Islamic terrorist as evil. I also have a MAJOR issue that he is willing to negotiate with these terrorists. Within the last year, our soldiers have found floor plans of multiple schools in the US in places where Al-Qaeda had fled from. These men are willing to strap bombs to their own children and mentally handicap women in order to achieve a higher after life reward. THEY DO NOT CARE TO DIE. I am unsure if you have heard of "The Perfect Day" but it is the new plan of attack from Al Qaeda has threatened to the US. A similar strategy in Russia was successful a few years ago and our soldiers have found video footage (in these same hiding places) of "training tapes". This basically consists of causing some reason to evacuate a school building (fire alarm is what was used) When all children and teachers are outside they execution style kill innocent teachers and children. In addition, they have strapped bombs to their OWN children or themselves ( they are bus drivers who are hired illegals) and blow up multiple buses in the bus lane then attack the building. THIS IS REALITY. In Texas, buses have already reported missing. Scary. These people are patient. They are confident that the more that are killed the better rewarded they will be as they sadly misinterpret the Koran. On the same note, the Mullahs (religious leaders) as well as Iran's President, believe part of their role is to usher in the 12th Imam, which basically brings about their world domination. Therefore, negotiation is absurd especially when we know the potential of attack ahead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Like I said before, we will agree to disagree. I believe that most of America's problems can and should be solved by America's people, whereas it seems you would argue that most of America's problems should be solved by America's government. Thanks for reading this, I know if was really long. Maybe this helps you see why I take the perspective I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Hope you have a good week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2033151789838261726-2808581023607691231?l=michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2808581023607691231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2033151789838261726&amp;postID=2808581023607691231' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/2808581023607691231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/2808581023607691231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/2008/09/something-to-check-out.html' title='something to check out'/><author><name>Michael and Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747392518432982937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2033151789838261726.post-1309406040667620469</id><published>2008-09-01T12:26:00.029-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T14:19:28.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a sweet summer ending</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SLwmp6kT9II/AAAAAAAAAFA/HBepgDLQh1Y/s1600-h/IMG_1613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241106567890465922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SLwmp6kT9II/AAAAAAAAAFA/HBepgDLQh1Y/s400/IMG_1613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The last week of July Michael and I headed to Charleston, SC for a chance to sleep, eat great seafood, see some really neat historical sites, and just be with each other. Every summer for us is a normal person's work week times 20. No lie, we are at home about 20% of the summer. The rest is filled with camp for 2 weeks, mission trip usually for 10 days, bible studies and fellowships for the youth, and trying to squeeze family into the mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every summer we usually go to the beach with my family but this year they went in May instead of July. Michael and I decided to head out for a week on our own since we hadn't done that since our honeymoon. We had a blast. What a sweet gift marriage is. Just living life with your best friend. We went to a friend's beach house for the day, the aquarium, the military muesuem, and many many other tourist places. We loved that we could walk everywhere and I ate crab legs 3 times :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We heard before we got married Adrian Rogers always said, "Dialouge daily, date weekly, depart quarterly, and (we added) dream all the time" This week was a reminder that regardless of our schedules, our marriage and family are first. We are so blessed - this week was such a reminder of that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241109569291646418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SLwpYnqHddI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/XSBGJR4Uxro/s320/IMG_1344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241109723174327522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SLwphk6m1OI/AAAAAAAAAFY/3pAXLaUJWzw/s320/IMG_1345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241109833934263618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SLwpoBh1VUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/-ytShxnlj4o/s320/IMG_1347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                  The Lodge Alley Inn where we stayed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241133489805671330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SLw_I-hFO6I/AAAAAAAAAIA/CScT4WZ5sK8/s320/IMG_1369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                        The beach. My favorite place......must I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241110225836146562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SLwp-1ehf4I/AAAAAAAAAFw/KTQX-NxsT60/s320/IMG_1371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SLwmRMZBmfI/AAAAAAAAAEw/nZDZBbNNQeA/s1600-h/IMG_1436.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241110639944494610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SLwqW8JpbhI/AAAAAAAAAGA/llH_r8fgbVQ/s320/IMG_1396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                    On the ferry boat out to Fort Sumter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241110487367569474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SLwqODweUEI/AAAAAAAAAF4/xbtjCzEWFt4/s320/IMG_1404.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                                        Fort Sumter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241110845558632402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SLwqi6H4L9I/AAAAAAAAAGI/tcm8hTJ89MQ/s320/IMG_1427.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241111058167937442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SLwqvSJ4uaI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/4N_CDc9b5-g/s320/IMG_1435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               It was POURING off and on at Fort Sumter so we took a&lt;br /&gt;                               bike carriage ride back to the hotel. I don't think I would&lt;br /&gt;                                     ever want the summer job of being the bike driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241111260669716674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SLwq7EiEqMI/AAAAAAAAAGY/5TWNGjr_Zy0/s320/IMG_1439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                           The U.S.S Yorktown took us 4.5 hours to tour.&lt;br /&gt;           I kept referring to the "boat" to which Michael continued to correct me that it's a "ship"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241111765687474578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SLwrYd3sGZI/AAAAAAAAAGo/uVEJXHzl9uY/s320/IMG_1497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241112149372499426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SLwruzNU9eI/AAAAAAAAAGw/5xG3yl48HKY/s320/IMG_1525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                                        Michael barely fit in some places&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241113051810070978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SLwsjVDNgcI/AAAAAAAAAHA/rneBK10v8Lo/s320/IMG_1540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241113169669073378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SLwsqMG_KeI/AAAAAAAAAHI/-EPJb2blqr4/s320/IMG_1552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        We ate dinner at Hymen's with dear friends, the Thomas', who were also in Charleston&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241112749286581522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SLwsRuD_ZRI/AAAAAAAAAG4/gMvaC2nM6PA/s320/IMG_1551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241113718757025842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SLwtKJnwaDI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/pEfdiKXfj6g/s320/IMG_1581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;A must see in Charleston. The military museum had artifacts from the war of 1812 to the present war in Iraq. You can't help but be overwhelmed by the sacrifice of all the men and women who have served and continue to serve our country for our freedom. Freedom is not free and this place was such a reminder of how thankful we should be to live in America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241117355432634498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SLwwd1SyaII/AAAAAAAAAHo/4Am5nH7d6CY/s320/IMG_1590.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                                          The trees along the driveway to Boone Plantation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241114231283448930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SLwtn-7k_GI/AAAAAAAAAHg/7ldO2Ni2AIs/s320/IMG_1611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                            9 of the 22 original slave cabins remain on the Boone Plantation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241113862506785058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SLwtShIXqSI/AAAAAAAAAHY/7xifrixVa3g/s320/IMG_1583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                 It was a great, restful, memorable week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241132621496003170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SLw-Wbz7KmI/AAAAAAAAAHw/vpUHSbzUHaU/s320/IMG_1614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2033151789838261726-1309406040667620469?l=michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/1309406040667620469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2033151789838261726&amp;postID=1309406040667620469' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/1309406040667620469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/1309406040667620469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/2008/09/sweet-summer-ending.html' title='a sweet summer ending'/><author><name>Michael and Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747392518432982937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SLwmp6kT9II/AAAAAAAAAFA/HBepgDLQh1Y/s72-c/IMG_1613.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2033151789838261726.post-2152685192652390321</id><published>2008-05-31T19:27:00.030-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T21:40:14.056-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BIG POST.......little news</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207773149428285714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SEW6FmJ9gRI/AAAAAAAAACs/3DkA1CDePAg/s400/IMG_1082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I started this "blog world" in January as one of my best friends Ashley convinced me I would love it. My immediate response was "Not until I have kids....I have nothing to really blog about.....plus - I am never home" Well, 3 months later, my point is proven. My last post was in February. We don't have the most cooperative computer considering it is used for Michael's school, work, and church so getting a hold of it long enough to blog has been another challenge in and of itself. So for all you avid blog readers - I am sorry for the disappointment. It is my goal to do better but no promises until little ones arrive :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until then, I will fill you in on our life by this enormous post with very little news......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just finished my first year of teaching Kindergarten. After teaching middle school, this was a breeze, enjoyable, memorable, and by far - a blessing. I consider each of my students entrusted to me for a purpose - to love on them and openly talk about God's love for them and His creation. It has been an honor to teach under a principal who told me in his interview "I consider it my personal responsiblity that every child who walks through these doors knows about Christ - that is why I am very intentional about who I hire here." When he asked me what grade I would prefer I told him I would happily scrub toliets under his leadership. He is the perfect example of a godly, unapoligectic man doing a secualar job the way Christians should. It brings a whole new light of ministry and the public school. I wonder what the system would be like if we had more strong, growing Christian, conservative men lead and back down to no one but God. We have definately grown passive as a Christian culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other day one I asked my children what they needed to do if they couldn't spell a word. They all echoed "sound it out!!" I said "What do you do if you get stuck? Do you just quit?" (answer I was looking for was "No, ask a friend") One of my little boys, Morgan, yelled out "You can ask Jesus to help you!!" I was thrilled that if some of my children can't walk away from my room knowing all 78 sight words but on their own one little one knew Jesus would help him no matter what - something we talk about often. It has been one week since school has been out......I really miss my little ones. What a joy it is to wake up excited to go to work - even until the very end. Even though I will have a new group in 2 months, this group will always have a deep impression on my heart....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206709730432577234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SEHy6dsA7tI/AAAAAAAAAA8/4siPyX0IbAU/s400/Community+Places+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Our field trip to the Gallatin Police Dept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207772173129438674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SEW5MxKLVdI/AAAAAAAAACU/xY6x8XjJRdg/s400/IMG_0876.jpg" border="0" /&gt; My attempt at a picture for our Kindergarten diplomas. Notice the tounge sticking out, hand signs, mad faces, and looking around.....welcome to the world of Kindergarten!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Michael is going on his 3rd year of youth ministry at Long Hollow Gallatin this summer. What a blessing and honor it has been to do ministry together and watch so many families be changed for the better. We have grown from a youth ministry of 8 to 60 in the last 3 years and have in some ways, been parents to many of our teenagers. We love them all. It has been so neat to watch Michael grow as a youth pastor. I still find myself looking at him thinking, "I got to marry HIM??!" He is excellent at what he does. He is patient, detailed, funny, consistant, and firm. It really is an honor to stand beside him as his wife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206713574428307202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SEH2aNsA7wI/AAAAAAAAABU/LbXsUY5Xbjk/s400/IMG_0855.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Michael with two of our favs - Coy and Hall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207782015472655394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SEXCJqvqXCI/AAAAAAAAAD8/eVWZ8kbwinQ/s400/IMG_0385.jpg" border="0" /&gt; My Connect Group girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206714055464644370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SEH22NsA7xI/AAAAAAAAABc/c4tQAN19E8M/s400/Copy+of+IMG_0328.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The whole crew on a Sunday - larger than a photo :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207777444756719522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SEW9_ngEB6I/AAAAAAAAADk/lAHgVwk0RQ4/s400/S2400128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tell Hall and Ronald that they are our kids. We feed them,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;pick them up, discipline them and LOVE them. Might as well be!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over Spring Break we took several of our youth to Gulfport, MS to help with Hurricane Katrina relief. It is amazing how much work has been accomplished down there from the church in general. Many families are still in FEMA trailers but as of July they are taking those trailers away due to the chemicals they are releasing and causing a lot of people there to be sick. We did various projects such as hang drywall, paint a porch, yardwork, mud drywall etc. It is always fun to me to watch teenagers get out of their comfort zone and be fulfilled and satisfied serving God in the oddest ways. Many times what they would NEVER do at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207775732810743090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SEW8b-AVfTI/AAAAAAAAAC8/A8iskJHEwL8/s400/Flooring+crew+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Krista, Ethan, Cameron, and Hall laying a bamboo floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207776684774038002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SEW9TYWEmfI/AAAAAAAAADU/b6eBCq_RMkE/s400/IMG_0502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kelly raking and doing a fine job :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207776392403449698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="273" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SEW9CXLfd2I/AAAAAAAAADM/1_mxKwCya0w/s400/IMG_0474.jpg" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207776106602580450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SEW8xufQSeI/AAAAAAAAADE/2W-P4OZ5A-Y/s400/IMG_0371.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Ronald mudding and John-John measuring and hanging drywall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207776886679106082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SEW9fIf_ciI/AAAAAAAAADc/P6a06d16XKY/s400/IMG_0536.jpg" border="0" /&gt; This was Hall, Ronald, and John John's first time to see the beach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They were so excited and cute. I felt like a mom trying to capture their every move :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In May, two of my bestest friends got married. Adrienne and Daniel got married on May 4 outside. It was beautiful :) I love them together. It was a blast!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207772721492667826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SEW5sr-KLbI/AAAAAAAAACc/fkpBHflS0EU/s400/IMG_0996.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206714295982812962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SEH3ENsA7yI/AAAAAAAAABk/GIdkf7wd3uU/s400/IMG_0581.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 24th, Stacy and Landon got married. What a great couple. Now all of us college roomies are married off. I do not think I prayed harder for any one's husband than Adrienne, Stacy, or Tara. I love them and the men God set apart for them. I look forward to many MANY memories to come and we live life together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207773576371276754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SEW6ecpGi9I/AAAAAAAAAC0/MWosLifZO0o/s400/IMG_1123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the rest of the summer we have camp, work, mission trips, vacation, and the beginning of many things ahead. For all of you that think of us, pray for us, encourage us and challenge us. Know we know who you are.....we love and appreciate you all!! Thanks for taking the time to be filled in on our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207772918449183730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SEW54JsQG_I/AAAAAAAAACk/k017fVQ9Lj0/s400/IMG_1024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2033151789838261726-2152685192652390321?l=michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/2152685192652390321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2033151789838261726&amp;postID=2152685192652390321' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/2152685192652390321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/2152685192652390321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/2008/05/big-postlittle-news.html' title='BIG POST.......little news'/><author><name>Michael and Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747392518432982937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/SEW6FmJ9gRI/AAAAAAAAACs/3DkA1CDePAg/s72-c/IMG_1082.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2033151789838261726.post-7212057196591589739</id><published>2008-02-13T11:30:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T12:29:54.664-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Political priorities</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/R7M3CifvOVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/z10Cmd0EG44/s1600-h/freedom+is+not+free.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166533714283280722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/R7M3CifvOVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/z10Cmd0EG44/s320/freedom+is+not+free.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you were to ask who in our house is more involved with politics these days, or really anyday, it is Michael. I hope that one day he has the opportunity to teach history at a college level. He is so knowledgable and really inspiring when I realize how much I don't know about our nation's history and the old adage rings true......history always repeats itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, with the rest of the country, we have watched and discussed the presidential candidates as the primarys are in full swing. As a public school teacher, I am surrounded with many friends and coworkers that have a different views politically. At the end of the day, it boils down to your political priorities. It kills me how many people make the statement "I don't know anything about anyone - I don't watch any of that stuff" Granted, I know it is not fun family entertainment and after a full day of my mind going crazy, I am not ususally dying to turn on to Glenn Beck or Hannity and Colmes. However, where has the personal responsiblity of &lt;em&gt;knowing &lt;/em&gt;who you are voting for gone? Why, as Americans, are we so apathetic about our freedom and the cost it was and STILL IS to so many families? Why are we so passionate about voting for a &lt;em&gt;party&lt;/em&gt; instead of &lt;em&gt;the person?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be the first to say, I am not throughly impressed at this point with anyone running. All four candidates have a weak view of national security which, to me, is a major priority. Last week I learned that Obama, a candidate, refuses to stand and say the pledge or sing our national anthem. He was also voted "most liberal senator of 2007" by the National Journal for reasons such as voting against a foreign policy that allows the US to listen to phone calls made inside the US to other countries suspected of terriorist organizations and claiming that a baby born of an unsuccessful abortion (aka a LIVE birth) is still not considered human. To be honest, it scares me how many I work with and know that are considering voting for a man who has little to no patriotism or concern for the future of America. All that they see is he is a Democrat, African-American, and claims "It is time for a change"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that regardless of who is in the presidential position God is still on his throne and in control. I understand that this world is not my home and I will never be comfortable here. I understand that the bible states that we are to PRAY for our government and leadership (we cannot assume that that means they are Christians) (1 Tim. 2:1-3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, at least be able to articulate why you stand beside the candidate you are voting for and not just the image they withhold. Know their views instead of just complaining about candidates and voting for someone due to a party. Be an educated voter and speak up. The freedom we know now may change due to many ignorant people not taking the time to find out why they are chosing their candidate and the priorities they stand beside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2033151789838261726-7212057196591589739?l=michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/7212057196591589739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2033151789838261726&amp;postID=7212057196591589739' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/7212057196591589739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/7212057196591589739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/2008/02/political-priorities.html' title='Political priorities'/><author><name>Michael and Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747392518432982937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__Pi-yx4loK4/R7M3CifvOVI/AAAAAAAAAAs/z10Cmd0EG44/s72-c/freedom+is+not+free.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2033151789838261726.post-4382783373241697508</id><published>2008-01-26T21:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T22:28:12.418-06:00</updated><title type='text'>starting today....</title><content type='html'>The last few weeks I have explored the world of blogging. To be honest, I have been quite content with the "no strings attached" philosophy of facebook. You can get on, check if you have anything in the inbox, look at others new updates, and then hop off. Recently, &lt;a href="http://katieandshae.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katie (Hagen) Hinson&lt;/a&gt; joined the facebook club and I was thrilled to read about her life and "catch up". &lt;a href="http://ridleybarron.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ridley Barron&lt;/a&gt;, my old youth minister, also joined facebook and from there I read his blog. It was then I got addicted. I LOVED really reading and catching up more than the superficial quotes and tacky pictures (sorry- have people forgotten that a picture is worth 1000 words? it amazes me what people chose to post). I have always loved to journal (any ideas on what to do with the THOUSANDS I have filled in a rubbermaid tub in the garage?? - not exactly a garage sell item :) ) and fiqured I would begin to blog when Michael and I had our first kid and I would be at home more. I guess starting today I am getting a head start....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am teaching kindergarten and loving it. I always knew that I was called to teach but after Michael and I got married and moved to Louisville I was ready to mark teaching off my list. If you ever have seen Dangerous Minds, Coach Carter, GridIron Gangs - those were my students. When we moved back to Tennessee, teaching was far from an option for a job. I became the student ministry assistant at our church for our 4 youth pastors and loved the high intensity, ministry saturated job it was. As time passed, I sensed the Lord was wanting me back in the classroom. The more I prayed, the more clear it became. I had more time to spend with the youth at church, I could better fulfill the role of being a youth minister's wife, and I would simply be in the community with lost children and families. I was ready to go back if that meant the same senerio as Louisville again. No where close to Louisville........I teach under an incredibly Godly principal, the other kindergarten teachers are also my age, and the school is a low-income school with appreciative, lost kids. I LOVE IT. God is so good to allow me to minister there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said earlier, Michael is a youth pastor so our time is filled with teenagers or five year olds. Our weeks are full as well as our weekends. It is easy for us to run on the strands of our own energy. We joke and say that when we do have kids our lives will actually slow down because we will &lt;em&gt;have &lt;/em&gt;to be home. I know.....many of you are laughing but if you know us personally, you are saying.....that is TRUE! We are so thankful to be married. Even tonight at Cracker Barrell, I was cackling laughing at something we were talking about....isn't marriage the neatest gift and creation from God? We have nothing to complain about. Our lives are so full. I hope you are able to jump on our blog and be refreshed and laugh out loud. We are looking forward to all God has in store for us in 2008!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2033151789838261726-4382783373241697508?l=michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/feeds/4382783373241697508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2033151789838261726&amp;postID=4382783373241697508' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/4382783373241697508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2033151789838261726/posts/default/4382783373241697508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://michaeltracijenkins.blogspot.com/2008/01/starting-today.html' title='starting today....'/><author><name>Michael and Traci</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04747392518432982937</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
