<?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-5070343585836331390</id><updated>2011-11-29T11:26:13.455-08:00</updated><category term='Update'/><title type='text'>Joy in the Journey</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-2467315290432554412</id><published>2011-09-29T20:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T20:50:12.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tall Paul" size="4"&gt;It's amazing the way you feel when you start GRADUATING in life. When you have your first kid you think, &amp;quot;Man this will never, ever, ever,ever end&amp;quot; then slowly but surely not only is there light at the end of the tunnel, but you're at the end of the tunnel. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tall Paul" size="4"&gt;It's amazing that during this never ending battle of cheerios on the floor your precious children are growing slowly and graduating to a more joyous and helpful human being! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tall Paul" size="4"&gt;You know what else is amazing, during all of these ups and downs Jake and I have had child after child and we too have aged and graduated in many things we were child like in, and now the ever so amazing man in my life is graduating tomorrow in life....no he's not dead....but he's on his way. Jake turns 30!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tall Paul" size="4"&gt;I'm so grateful for all the wonderful experiences in our life we have had. So thankful we were so young 7 years ago when we met and just as young when we married each other 6 years ago. We have truly molded together and finished growing up in a lot of ways together. Here's to Eternity Jake! Can't wait to learn more and more with you, maybe in 30 more years you'll look 40!?! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tall Paul" size="4"&gt;So Happy Birthday Jake and enjoy being KING of the Castle tomorrow!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tall Paul" size="4"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-2467315290432554412?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/2467315290432554412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=2467315290432554412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/2467315290432554412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/2467315290432554412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2011/09/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-2099124513337283311</id><published>2011-09-04T14:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T14:45:05.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seriously</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tall Paul" size="5"&gt;Because everyone who knows me thinks Music leader! Yep that's my new calling. I lead the music in Relief Society now. CRAZY! I know no nothing about music other than I can power Jam in my car, rockin' out to Justin Timberlake or lip sync my way through heaven with Boyz 2 Men. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tall Paul" size="5"&gt;Needless to say, today was a disaster. I have no clue what I am doing up there and everyone is staring at you and all I could think was yep that is spit up on my left shoulder and yep that's yogurt my lovely baby smeared on my skirt and yep you are right I didn't re-paint my toes before church today. The list goes on. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tall Paul" size="5"&gt;But I will continue to go to church.This will not deter me from my activity on Sunday's. EEK&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tall Paul" size="5"&gt;On another note. The first week of school went great. Morgan loves his teacher as do I and Eva is finally warming up to the idea that Morgan does indeed get to leave the house everyday and that he does have fun without her.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tall Paul" size="5"&gt;I have so far survived my early risings, but am so exhausted by one. Speaking of one, I get up so early now that when one rolls around I think time is or should be closer to five and that bed time is just around the corner. It's not I remind myself that I have 5 more hours with the kids until Jake is home from work, then dinner then scriptures then prayer then BED! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tall Paul" size="5"&gt;Hopefully I survive this week. We will now be adding Preschool and Ballet this week to the mix of early morning drama. Hopefully it goes off without a hitch. All I keep thinking about is how there is no school tomorrow. No three kids down three flights of stairs and in to the van and then two kids back up the stairs. But starting Tuesday the routine will look something like this.&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tall Paul" size="5"&gt;730 Leave the house with 3 kids and down 3 flights of stairs home in ten minutes with 2 kids and back up we go. in an hour leave with 2 kids down the stairs and come back in 5 minutes with one kid. Hang out for an hour and a half and leave with 1 kid to get another kid, hang out for 15 minutes and pick up the 3rd kid and home we go.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Tall Paul" size="5"&gt;It's tiring just thinking about it. Morgan however has been doing fantastic and is still so excited about school. Thus far his only complaint is that the 2 hours and 45 minutes at school are just to darn long. But I did manage to explain that church is 15 minutes longer than that and you don't get to play on the play ground half way through. He's decided that school is way cooler!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-2099124513337283311?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/2099124513337283311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=2099124513337283311' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/2099124513337283311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/2099124513337283311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2011/09/seriously.html' title='Seriously'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-6902115652593512449</id><published>2011-08-29T13:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T19:35:00.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Tall Paul'; font-size: medium;"&gt;I don't know that I'm ready for them, but they are here and coming fast! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Tall Paul'; font-size: medium;"&gt;Morgan starts Kindergarten tomorrow! I can't believe my baby is old enough to be in school. The sad thing is, before I know it he will be in first grade and gone all day not just the 2 hours and 45 minutes this year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Tall Paul'; font-size: medium;"&gt;He's so grown up, and I am definitely being paid back. I was NOT a bad kid, or even a teenager that caused a lot of problems. But I was REALLY good at rolling my eyes. That little twerp of mine, is rolling his eyes at me. He hates it when I tell him he can't do something, and just last week my ever so polite kid that I hardly have to get after about anything, called me "Lame" What!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Tall Paul'; font-size: medium;"&gt;I thought the Tude would be coming from my already to much of a personality Daughter! She may have her run for her money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Tall Paul'; font-size: medium;"&gt;On top of that Eva is starting pre-school. We decided to bite the bullet and pay for her to be out of my hair. In between the days she has school she will be going to Ballet and they are all morning classes. School and ballet will both start at 9 all week long. I see my gas bill going up. At least the school and dance studio are within a few miles of our house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Tall Paul'; font-size: medium;"&gt;So It's just me and Miss Liberty for a couple hours a day four days a week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Tall Paul'; font-size: medium;"&gt;Exciting I guess but I don't know what I will do with myself. Did I mention Morgan got new glasses. oh boy! I guess we will see how all this goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: 'Tall Paul'; font-size: medium;"&gt;I am for sure not looking forward to getting to school for 745 every morning and having to drag the other 2 with me since Jake will have already left for work. I am not a morning person, never really have been. I could always get up and get to early morning seminary and school, but now that I have spent 6 years just "chillin" getting up is gonna be HARD to do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-6902115652593512449?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/6902115652593512449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=6902115652593512449' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/6902115652593512449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/6902115652593512449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2011/08/big-changes.html' title='Big Changes'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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-5070343585836331390.post-9180007637881548662</id><published>2011-08-14T23:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T23:01:11.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something I like to call "Sundates"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Vivaldi" color="#000000" size="5"&gt;Ever have a day where the entire day you are updating your status in your head. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Vivaldi" color="#000000" size="5"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Vivaldi" color="#000000" size="5"&gt;I always seem to be doing this but never really remember to do it. That being said I'm always laughing to myself because of what I have said.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Vivaldi" color="#000000" size="5"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Vivaldi" color="#000000" size="5"&gt;Like today...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Vivaldi" color="#000000" size="5"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Vivaldi" color="#000000" size="5"&gt;I sit down and think proudly to myself...we made it to Sacrament, the kids aren't killing one another, Jake and I didn't yell at each other(hard to believe i know) there's time to breathe....laugh to self...I even shaved my legs then I look down to admire my handy work and notice I missed a whole strip in the middle of my leg!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Vivaldi" color="#000000" size="5"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Vivaldi" color="#000000" size="5"&gt;so here's my update.... Made it to church on time, so proud of myself then i saw the strip of hair left on my leg and realized today was a big FAIL.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Vivaldi" color="#000000" size="5"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-9180007637881548662?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/9180007637881548662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=9180007637881548662' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/9180007637881548662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/9180007637881548662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2011/08/something-i-like-to-call.html' title='Something I like to call &amp;quot;Sundates&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-7239471568463332703</id><published>2011-08-09T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T21:12:32.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch up</title><content type='html'>I guess I should start with our little one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liberty Eliza Toronto was born President's day. (hence the name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went in early to have my water broken, I progressed great and went all the way to 9.5 cm before getting my epidural. I'm so happy I did. I did a rest and descend and it was really a good thing for the baby. she was born with the cord wrapped 3 times around her neck. Had I been pushing out of pain it would have strangled her.Definite blessing in disguise. But now I know I can make it at least that &amp;nbsp;far with the next baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liberty is the most perfect baby. Really she is the champion of champions when it comes to perfection. She has been sleeping through the night for months, she eats like a horse and she literally never cries. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;LOVE &lt;/span&gt;her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just had her 5 month check up and she is in the 50th for weight and head and 80th for height. We have some biggins' around her. My favorite thing about she has absolutely &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;NEVER &lt;/span&gt;been sick. After my first two I deserve a healthy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the rest of us, Jake changed jobs. We literally had Liberty and Jake put his 2 weeks notice in. We had to take advantage of our good insurance. In his new job he is the IT man. He is the only programmer so he is always busy busy busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morgan is starting Kindergarten. Which I cannot believe I am old enough to have a kid in school. Eva is getting ready for gymnastics and well I just drive everyone around. We did just trade our suv in and are now proud owners of a Chrysler Town and Country. We can fit 2 more kids in there, before we will be on the hunt for another one. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that I have been a crafting queen lately and am absolutely loving how everything is coming together in our living room. I have decided that am going to do a sunday post regularly and see how that goes with keeping up with journaling our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is all for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--US&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-7239471568463332703?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/7239471568463332703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=7239471568463332703' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/7239471568463332703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/7239471568463332703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2011/08/catch-up_09.html' title='Catch up'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-5444228662863532365</id><published>2010-12-15T15:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T15:43:36.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>64 Days and the count is on</title><content type='html'>!Holy Cow, so obviously i haven't kept up like I said I would, but in my defense with 2 kids at home and one on the way, the Holiday season, living on the 3rd floor and adjusting to a new ward, I've been swamped. I will inform you all you have been anxiously awaiting on the edge of your seat, about whether or not I made my goal....... I did and I even Surpassed it. I didn't cave to being comfortable until almost 23 weeks. I could still button my pants, it just sucked when i had to sit, bend or generally move with any kind of speed. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So of course like anyone else, anything maternity was to big for quite awhile and I kind of looked stupid, but that's ok. So here I sit at McDonalds eating my Hot n Spicy and large fry, letting my kids run aimlessly through the play area while I catch you up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting my 31st week being pregnant! Did it go by as fast for you as it did me?! I have only gained, are you ready for this? Drum roll please.........2.5 pounds! I know I'm pretty much amazing. Big Score for me. The Dr still thinks I have lost a lot of weight and every thing I weigh is the baby gaining as fast as I'm losing. That's the second big score. SWEET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more happy thought on this pregnancy. I only have 9 weeks left! I have my official Inducement Date and it's 8 days short of the ticker. So in 64 days Baby GIRL will be here. Woo Hoo! I still don't know how I feel about another girl but I guess I'll get over it and have another baby later and fast A LOT to make sure it's a BOY. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the countdown.....64 days until our 3rd is born, 7 days til we leave for Arizona, 9 days til Christmas and 11 days til my baby girl turns 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel really unprepared for all of the above even though I'm done with all shopping and I'm beyond ancy to leave for Arizona. I think it's just the 3rd trimester jitters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, my babies are getting bigger everyday. Just today Morgan says "it's a beautiful day to play" haha it's only icy, with fresh snow on the ground, hence us playing at McDonalds. Still what 4 year old says that. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we are anxiously awaiting our new bundle and can't wait for more chaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to all in this great season and we hope that EVERYONE is blessed their wants and needs this season.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-5444228662863532365?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/5444228662863532365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=5444228662863532365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/5444228662863532365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/5444228662863532365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2010/12/64-days-and-count-is-on.html' title='64 Days and the count is on'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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-5070343585836331390.post-4983355486145777743</id><published>2010-08-24T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T14:58:08.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where to Start</title><content type='html'>I don't even know where to begin. Do I catch you up on Eva? Us?Monotony? I don't know......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we'll just do a quick one and get it over with, right? Well here goes the band aid....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved about 3 weeks ago and now live in Saratoga Springs. I never thought we would be out here. I've been against living out here probably the whole time we have lived in Utah.But we are here and we love it! Our new ward is amazing and we have started looking forward to church instead of dreading its arrival every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last ward wasn't that bad, we were just bored. We'd lived there to long. So our new change has been great. In fact we have lots of change right now. New place to live, new Car, and a NEW BABY! That's right we are having baby number 3. are you as excited as we are? We are ecstatic until we start thinking about the fact we are starting all over!?!? We will be going from two talking children, two potty trained, two who sleep all night, two who bathe themselves, dress themselves, sit at the table and feed themselves, have all their teeth, no bottles or diapers. To all of the above......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A baby that can't tell us what's wrong, what it needs or wants, TEETHING and diapers! But we are so excited to have another spirit in our home and are so thankful our Father in Heaven has decided to bless us so much and entrust us with three of his children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want another Boy so very badly and pray everyday that I won't have another princess running around. Jake is mixed, and even though he wants a boy would really like to have another girl. I say to that "Traitor." We will know in a couple more weeks what we are having and the kids are so excited to see the baby. They also want a brother! So Im crossing my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited as well to say that I have &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;NOT &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Gained a pound thus far. In fact I'm still wearing my normal clothes. This is extremely exciting to me, and I will be ecstatic if I can make it to 20 weeks in normal clothes. I don't have much longer to hit that goal and hopefully I do. I will say that I am extremely impressed since I eat like I'm a BYU football player! Knock on wood that I don't jinx myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Well I hope all is well with all of our friends and I promise I will keep on top of updating! haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-4983355486145777743?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/4983355486145777743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=4983355486145777743' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/4983355486145777743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/4983355486145777743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2010/08/where-to-start.html' title='Where to Start'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-6319970490172064028</id><published>2010-05-12T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T14:09:38.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Must Be Crazy, or I just live in Utah!</title><content type='html'>It's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Happened&lt;/span&gt;! It's happened slowly, but's official. It's like the Sunday school lesson always says. IT is by small and simple things that will lead you away into &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Temptation&lt;/span&gt;, or the frog in the boiling pot of water who is slowly boiled to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I to have been bitten with the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;ETSY &lt;/span&gt;Fever! I know, I know I tried desperately, i fought tooth and nail against the "let's get together and craft while our kids play, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;PLAY DATES&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say it's nice to be able to make things you enjoy doing and not be out the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake and I better move soon before something more &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;drastic&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;happens, like we adopt 12 kids or worse I get the go to Cosmo School itch.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck and i'll post my shop as soon as I have posted items for sale. I'll be having a give a way as well. sometime this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-6319970490172064028?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/6319970490172064028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=6319970490172064028' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/6319970490172064028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/6319970490172064028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-must-be-crazy-or-i-just-live-in-utah.html' title='I Must Be Crazy, or I just live in Utah!'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-7272555541355044696</id><published>2010-05-12T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T13:37:26.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rian, Rian Go Away,Come again another day!</title><content type='html'>Yes this was done on purpose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I see another tweet, status update or any other day to day time waster, with a weather update I think I will scream! The cherry on top of it all is that people can't spell. It's not just the occasional oops. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;It's everyone&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;spelling this way. Can I just tell you I spent a good minutes trying to figure out &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;What the Crap&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;these people were talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it dawned on me.... It's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;RAIN &lt;/span&gt;not &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;RIAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has this world come to? What has the online &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Social&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;World come to? Is it really so hard to finish a sentence spelled correctly instead of how it sounds or how your &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;ITAP EN &lt;/span&gt;would auto complete for you in your text messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh where, oh where has everyones spell checks gone. More importantly your second grade&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Vocabulary&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sick and tired of listening to the rantings of any individual especially our President who can't even read from a Freakin' &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Teleprompter&lt;/span&gt;! It's corpsman! Oh wait may we should start spelling everything how it sounds and forget teaching people &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;Proper Phonetics&lt;/span&gt;!!!!! So next time maybe the Presidents speech writer should take the time to dumb himself down so the President doesn't sound like an &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;Idiot&lt;/span&gt;. It's corpsman! oh wait CORE MAN or MEN. Our military personnel are not CORPSE MEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im just sayin'.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-7272555541355044696?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/7272555541355044696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=7272555541355044696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/7272555541355044696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/7272555541355044696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2010/05/rian-rian-go-awaycome-again-another-day.html' title='Rian, Rian Go Away,Come again another day!'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-1527337962124460053</id><published>2009-12-17T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T17:56:33.735-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pure Infuriation</title><content type='html'>Just when I think all incompetence has all but left the building. I have a day like today. LOUSY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I take Eva to the Dr today to have a normal checkup and get caught up on her shots. While there the Dr is taking a little longer than she normally would listening to Eva's Chest. quickly followed by Oh yeah you can really hear that Murmur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT?!?!?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Murmur are you talking about.&lt;br /&gt;The Dr replying oh you know the one they found when she had all of her scopes done and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know anything about what you are talking about&lt;br /&gt;Well sure.....well you should the reports sent to me said that Eva is being treated with medicine and routine checks.&lt;br /&gt;ME.........Well If I don't know about it she isn't being treated and I can say she isn't being treated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe this nonsense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have known since April that she has needed treatment and I had no idea. So the Dr says well you need to go right a way for an ECO and we will go from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Placing call...........................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scheduler on the phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh....you mean your daughter is under 5!?!? Well we can't do that unless she SEES a cardiologist first.&lt;br /&gt;What?!?! So needless to say of course you can't get in all the easily. So Eva will not be seen until January and then they will schedule the ECO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously WHAT THE CRAP!&lt;br /&gt;If it is not one thing it soooooooo another. Especially with the health of the kids. They get over one thing or they are at least being treated for it and then you find another t hing.....&lt;br /&gt;Am I just paranoid so I ask the DR about every little thing and that's why we know about all the health problems. I don't think so, my kids are genuinely under the weather. Nothing exaggerated there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-1527337962124460053?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/1527337962124460053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=1527337962124460053' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/1527337962124460053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/1527337962124460053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2009/12/pure-infuriation.html' title='Pure Infuriation'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-5546365428385430678</id><published>2009-09-24T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T15:33:43.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>Well ladies I just wanted to let you all know I have started a new blog!&lt;br /&gt;www.nogreaterhonor.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;It's all about trying to look past the monotony of the daily grind and finding joy in the small accomplishments. I'm making it private as to not have my mommy moments all over the internet, but I would love to have you all as readers. Leave me a comment with your email or facebook me a message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to all my Bestie's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-5546365428385430678?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/5546365428385430678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=5546365428385430678' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/5546365428385430678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/5546365428385430678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2009/09/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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-5070343585836331390.post-2314746657836419194</id><published>2009-09-21T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T13:17:29.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Loooonggg Update!</title><content type='html'>Well, on my last post Morgan had just celebrated his 3rd birthday and I had just celebrated my 4th Mothers Day! Can you believe I have been a mother that long. Some don't know this but Morgan was born exactly 10 months to the day that Jake and I were married. The Lord had a higher calling for us and a much better plan than we did, and blessed us to get pregnant on Birth Control. Yes you read that one right. Morgan is .01% and I'm Fertile Myrtle. Anyway, Morgan was born 4 days before Mother's day, 13 days before his Papa's birthday, 22 days before my 21st birthday, and last but not least exactly 2 months before our 1 YEAR ANNIVERSARY! It's been a Wild Ride but it's been fantastic with every single twist, turn or bump in the road we wouldn't have it any other way. The Lord truly knows best and in this case better than we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memorial Day weekend we took a day trip to Moab to Celebrate my Dad's birthday. Moab is a little more than half way for us all to meet and have fun in between our big trips to and from Arizona. It was a blast. Papa was not expecting a birthday surprise, but he got it. We went to a new Restaurant instead of our usual ZAK'S. It was absolutely amazing and they had the biggest variety of food. Then off to the park to play with the Dog(my parents caboose baby) and the surprise cake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morgan chose a hunter shooting a deer with the inscription " Happy Birthday Mr Po-Dunk&lt;br /&gt;" It's kind of an inside joke. Every year we put something other than Dad. This past year we had been making fun of my dad saying he was po-dunk and a red neck. "Not that there's anything wrong with that" as to quote Seinfeld. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J Man of course went back to Arizona with my parents for his vacay and had a blast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June found itself eventful! The Toronto Family was spontaneous. Jake called in and took a last minute PTO day and we drove to Evanston, Wyoming. The four us had an absolute blast. Unfortunately, Jake and I found ourselves teaching "life lessons" on the side of the road when some cows decided to get frisky. Jake and I haven't ever taken a day trip just cuz it would be fun, the whole time we have been together. We always use our vacation to see grandparents.&lt;br /&gt;So if you want to know where to go we'll tell you. There is an awesome Ice Cream shop in down town that does gourmet pretzels and sandwiches. The pretzels are topped with meats,sauces anything you can think of, and the whole shop is decorated vintage. Best of all it wasn't over priced, especially for being in a po dunk little town. There is a gorgeous Oriental garden, Train museum, and drive through park where they keep elk and the like for you to see from the car. On the way home we drove the long way and came home through the Uintah Mountains. It was amazing! We are hoping to plan a group camp out for next summer. The campgrounds were almost completely empty and seconds from lakes and streams. BEAUTIFUL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN........ DUN DUN DUN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake caught SWINE FLU at work. The Toronto's were put on  QUARANTINE! The kids and I didn't get it, but we all had to take Tamiflu anyway. I think it's because the kids and I get a Flu shot every year,but 135 dollars later the only one to have it was Jake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully Jake was all better in time for us to go Camping 4th of July weekend with My parents in Arizona. It was the kids' first camp out. Morgan was in Heaven. We hiked everyday and went fishing. We played baseball, gathered firewood, went four-wheeling and played with the dog. Unlike Utah, Arizona has poison oak. So we spent a great deal of time telling the kids to stay away. When we got home guess who had poison oak. Nope it wasn't me. EVA! She never went near the stuff. All I can figure is Eva was sleeping with the dog and she had been running in it, and so she got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/SrbYvTSBU4I/AAAAAAAAAH4/sFucZpuZOsM/s1600-h/DSCF0028_1atemple+front+low.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383728711709315970" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/SrbYvTSBU4I/AAAAAAAAAH4/sFucZpuZOsM/s320/DSCF0028_1atemple+front+low.jpg" style="display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 296px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So home we came with one itchy Eva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got back Jake and I celebrated our 4th wedding Anniversary!&lt;br /&gt;This is Jake and I July 9th, 2005 in front of the Snowflake, Arizona Temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/SrbZNwG6fjI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ncohCktw-Tg/s1600-h/DSCF0101b_lowerr.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383729234843434546" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/SrbZNwG6fjI/AAAAAAAAAIg/ncohCktw-Tg/s200/DSCF0101b_lowerr.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our sealing was standing room only and this is a picture of everyone in our sealing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/SrbYv5xjPmI/AAAAAAAAAIA/R662GkQSH5A/s1600-h/DSCF0044_1a+faded+small.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383728722042109538" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/SrbYv5xjPmI/AAAAAAAAAIA/R662GkQSH5A/s320/DSCF0044_1a+faded+small.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were so happy to FINALLY be married. We were married 1 year and a day from when we started dating. Luckily Jake was out of the state, but our 7 month engagement was rough. I'm so happy we made it and were married in the Temple. I'm also so happy we took the time to know everything about each other. Jake and I spent 9 of our 12 months in different states I'm so thankful that the Lord was still able to make us come together and be close with free nights and weekends. Yes the spirit works long distance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/SrbYwdyzFnI/AAAAAAAAAII/utOMIIEhztM/s1600-h/DSCF0069_1aveil+small.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383728731711018610" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/SrbYwdyzFnI/AAAAAAAAAII/utOMIIEhztM/s200/DSCF0069_1aveil+small.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/SrbZNae3avI/AAAAAAAAAIY/twV5a0cEit0/s1600-h/DSCF0082_1bfoot+small.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383729229038316274" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/SrbZNae3avI/AAAAAAAAAIY/twV5a0cEit0/s200/DSCF0082_1bfoot+small.jpg" style="cursor: move; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our yummy Cake! It  was 6 layers of chocolate cake and fresh strawberry filling. My Favorite, and not traditional white cake or trendy.That's why I liked it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/SrbYuyc5kQI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Ykn0MYna2Ds/s1600-h/DSCF0007_3a_low.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383728702896574722" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/SrbYuyc5kQI/AAAAAAAAAHw/Ykn0MYna2Ds/s200/DSCF0007_3a_low.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/SrbYuXW2wjI/AAAAAAAAAHo/L3XTzE39wtQ/s1600-h/DSCF0006_3a_low.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383728695623467570" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/SrbYuXW2wjI/AAAAAAAAAHo/L3XTzE39wtQ/s200/DSCF0006_3a_low.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As for August, I got a Blackberry! Jake has truly come to spoil me! I love it, Jake love's it. Seriously you can do anything with this phone. The best way to break in a new phone is go on yet another road trip. Can you tell we don't fly anywhere. hahah&lt;br /&gt;So Jake's family had a reunion as well this summer. Every year the family picks a place to go to together. This year was Estes Park Colorado. Needless to say the bottom of Wyoming is a GOD FORSAKEN LAND! But it has cell service so I was able to Facebook, youtube, googlemap....surf the web listen to Pandora. It was amazing and it kept the Kids busy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's a little preview of our trip to Colorado, and ill post more later.&lt;br /&gt;Just before leaving town Jake had checked the fluids, but was going to put washer fluid in and just lightly closed the hood. The gas station was out of fluid so we decided to leave, no one remembering the hood.So as we are leaving town to drive through Provo Canyon&amp;nbsp; we're driving down 800 North in Orem when all of a sudden..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/Srb6RA5w6_I/AAAAAAAAAIw/ouekMyxDk54/s1600-h/IMG00070.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383765574775008242" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/Srb6RA5w6_I/AAAAAAAAAIw/ouekMyxDk54/s320/IMG00070.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hood FLEW OPEN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously just about peed my pants. I was laughing so hard! So we couldn't get it to close, and yours truly SAT on the hood. I still can't keep from laughing every time it comes up....haha no pun intended. Mind you this is all happening right in the middle of the road. We decide hey we should try to open it again to see if we can. Just in case we have an emergency. THE HOOD WON'T OPEN! That's right. Jake is just staring at the car and I'm bent over laughing hysterically trying not to pee myself, and Morgan yells from the car "Not good Dad.....(shaking his head) Nope, NO BUENO." So I start to laugh harder. Jake just looks at me and says well let's go.Then on our happy way we went with no functioning hood. It stayed closed though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/Srb6QjyGC_I/AAAAAAAAAIo/lfUbZBNdLtY/s1600-h/IMG00097.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383765566958210034" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/Srb6QjyGC_I/AAAAAAAAAIo/lfUbZBNdLtY/s320/IMG00097.jpg" style="display: block; height: 242px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/Srb6RdGgHOI/AAAAAAAAAI4/bAwnQUMzZ24/s1600-h/IMG00086.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383765582344625378" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/Srb6RdGgHOI/AAAAAAAAAI4/bAwnQUMzZ24/s200/IMG00086.jpg" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The only excitement in driving across Wyoming is the thrill you get in seeing just how far you can drive on EMPTY and... Windmills. There is nothing for miles and miles and just as your car starts to chug from the lack of life juice it so desperately craves an exit comes into view. A safe haven of truck stops, "showers", and the call of a super sized Dr. Pepper with a side of Hostess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our little rendezvous was at a YMCA Camp. Have you ever heard of such a thing. Well it exists. Jake's parents rented cabins for us all to stay in. We were lucky enough to be the only family with a private cabin. We had quite the adventure. NO BATHTUB! Good thing I'm innovative. I made a Bathtub, and the kids thought it was the coolest thing since sliced bread! It was a pain to fill and dump out but it was worth every giggle that came from the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;As you can see in the bathroom the water heater is exposed. Morgan went on and on about this for days, he kept telling me that we needed to find Papa and build a door.Ill post that video later. Hopefully we are just about caught up. Check in again this week to see if I have posted another Looonnnggg upadate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/Srb6R_4P8LI/AAAAAAAAAJA/kCcmP1psLek/s1600-h/IMG00119.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383765591680086194" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/Srb6R_4P8LI/AAAAAAAAAJA/kCcmP1psLek/s320/IMG00119.jpg" style="display: block; height: 240px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-2314746657836419194?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/2314746657836419194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=2314746657836419194' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/2314746657836419194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/2314746657836419194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-loooonggg-update.html' title='One Loooonggg Update!'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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/_z7oZ94X3cU8/SrbYvTSBU4I/AAAAAAAAAH4/sFucZpuZOsM/s72-c/DSCF0028_1atemple+front+low.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-8971107846631137707</id><published>2009-05-17T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T20:31:29.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud Momma</title><content type='html'>I guess I will start with Morgan.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morgan has been going to school and absolutely loves it. He's only been going for a little over a month and he is graduating with his class next week and then he will start summer school. Last week they did evaluations, and Morgan did better than several kids in his class. One of whom has been in the same pre-school level for 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morgan knows and recognizes all but 5 letters, he knows all of his shapes and colors. It makes me really happy because, that means he learned all of that from being home with Momma. Before graduating they are having a big field trip, which Morgan is so looking forward to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby is now 3! Can you believe it?!? I certainly can't. He's a sunbeam. I feel like I just had him and now he's 3. Which means 2 things. My birthday is in 2 weeks and 2 months til Jake and I celebrate 5 years together and 4 that we have been married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second he woke up he ran to the kitchen grabbed his cake, candles and matches. He made me light the whole thing up.I mean the WHOLE thing. Morgan put 23 candles on his cake. I couldn't hardly get my hand in there to light them all. The best part was most of them were trick candles. You should have seen his face when they wouldn't blow out. It was definitely hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also did his Momma proud, when he at 10 pm the night of his birthday quoted his very first movie line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Take my body back, Harry"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has to be one of the most quoted Harry Potter lines in our house. I was BEAMING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J-Man as we like to call him, woke the other day and was telling me all about a dream he had, had. When he's done he leans up on one hand, fake laughs and says " It was so Crazy Mom"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOSH! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is stinkin' hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day he told me I needed to take him to Grammy's house so that she could take him to see Rachel. Rachel is my sister and will be moving back to Utah next week. However, the best part is that he wanted me to drive him to AZ to my mom's house so she could take him the last 2 hours to see his Aunt. So I of course say no and informs me that it's just a ride. Another thing i've said coming back to haunt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least on J-Man..... Jake has been in Vegas for 3 days now. Friday night I moved our mattress off of our bed and moved it to the living room floor for us to camp out. He has had an absolute blast camping out with me. He keeps telling me every night before bed "Daddy'll be back soon" Anyway, he had so much fun helping hold up the back end of the mattress while we hauled to and from my room. We laughed so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Evita, has quite the vocabulary now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamo = Momo for morgan&lt;br /&gt;nuna = Luna for moon&lt;br /&gt;dinoso = dinosaur&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;hi and hello&lt;br /&gt;baby&lt;br /&gt;daddy&lt;br /&gt;LET"S GO&lt;br /&gt;what's this&lt;br /&gt;NO&lt;br /&gt;I didn't&lt;br /&gt;baba = bottle&lt;br /&gt;choo choo&lt;br /&gt;wow&lt;br /&gt;whoa&lt;br /&gt;dog&lt;br /&gt;woof&lt;br /&gt;wee = slide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She ceases to amaze me with how dramatic she can be about EVERYTHING! All girl! She loves her babies, and loves to hug and kiss them and to have me do the same. She so loves her brother and has finally reached a stage where she can kind of keep up with him on the playground. They love climbing the stairs and going down the slide on their stomachs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eva has no fear when it comes to the slide. Neither does Morgan. HE has started climbing the poles and shimmying across the equipment. Thank goodness for helath insurance. Im afraid this summer may be the summer that Morgan finally breaks an arm or a leg. I'm surprised we have made it this far without a cast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me well I'm surviving. Jake has been gone for 3 days now and won't be back until late Tuesday night. I hate sleeping without him. Morgan doesn't take up enough of the bed.haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't I wake up a lot and I'm tired the next day. It's just blah. He to is ready to come home. Unfortunately he has to go to work on Wednesday, but at least it's a 3 day weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's it my babies are growing up so fast, and are more and more fun everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-8971107846631137707?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/8971107846631137707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=8971107846631137707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/8971107846631137707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/8971107846631137707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2009/05/proud-momma.html' title='Proud Momma'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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-5070343585836331390.post-1578322503507761491</id><published>2009-05-11T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T18:18:04.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Mommy: Moroni, Star Wars!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/Sf4y54VM5eI/AAAAAAAAAG4/z03GyVo4INY/s1600-h/bailey"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/Sf4y54VM5eI/AAAAAAAAAG4/z03GyVo4INY/s320/bailey" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331754978808489442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake and I have had a very busy month. Morgan spent two whole weeks in Arizona while Eva was busy with her tests. We've had some pretty rough spots since Morgan has been back. He has been very busy testing Mom's line of Defense. After three weeks he has found out the hard way that yes indeed the rules did not change while he was away, and he must behave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's also started back at school. Despite his age the teacher felt he should be in the older class. Morgan gets along great with everyone and his teacher Miss Whitney said "Mr. Popularity." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morgan's been missing his Grandpa's, and asks everyday if we can "Go for a ride," that's what I tell him when we are going to be in the car for a while. He's also been obsessed with camping lately and is trying with all his might to get Jake to sleep in the Cabelas parking lot. The kids love Cabelas. It's one of Morgan's favorite places to have lunch with Daddy. Eva squeals every time we walk in the door. She loves the animals, and absolutely flips out when we walk through the fish tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/Sf4yix94y8I/AAAAAAAAAGw/IuqUibpflx4/s1600-h/asleep"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/Sf4yix94y8I/AAAAAAAAAGw/IuqUibpflx4/s320/asleep" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331754581963099074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eva is definitely our Drama Queen. Half of the time you don't know how bad she is actually hurt, if at all. She just cries and cries and cries. But she is most definitely mine. She loves to shop. She loves clothes and shoes, the pretzel at the mall. Momma is in pure heaven with her little shopping baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been focusing a lot on Temples this month, just like last month. Eva for the first time this week said Temple as plain as day. We were so excited as we always are when she learns a new word. Morgan's been very concerned about not knowing what comes out of Moroni's trumpet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; OOOOPPPPSSS!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have inadvertently started fake trumpeting the Star Wars theme song, and when he asked me the name of the song Moroni plays I said "Star Wars" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now Morgan tells people every chance he gets about Moroni and his Star wars playing trumpet. One day he will laugh about it I'm sure. Just goes to show how careful you have to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/Sf4z8__8UEI/AAAAAAAAAHA/UfDM-YOwF3M/s1600-h/sleep+study+2"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/Sf4z8__8UEI/AAAAAAAAAHA/UfDM-YOwF3M/s320/sleep+study+2" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331756131918041154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have made progress with Eva. The Blessing of being stern with the Idiot Resident is that I get a personal phone call from the ENT every time a new result comes in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eva has Sleep Apnea. Which is good and bad. At least we have a starting point. When her scopes were done, structurally everything was fine. So it's odd that she has Apnea. However, this means that whatever is causing this is also causing the noise she makes during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/Sf40LhV4cRI/AAAAAAAAAHI/a0g7PKaERcc/s1600-h/sleep+study"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/Sf40LhV4cRI/AAAAAAAAAHI/a0g7PKaERcc/s320/sleep+study" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331756381386600722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now we are waiting to discuss all of this with a pulmonologist where he will of course run more tests, but we will also decide whether or not surgery or an oxygen mask is the right treatment for the apnea. Unfortunately the ENT thinks that Surgery may be the way to go, since during her sleep study she had forced oxygen on her and her oxygen saturation was still really low.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-1578322503507761491?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/1578322503507761491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=1578322503507761491' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/1578322503507761491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/1578322503507761491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2009/05/look-mommy-moroni-star-wars.html' title='Look Mommy: Moroni, Star Wars!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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/_z7oZ94X3cU8/Sf4y54VM5eI/AAAAAAAAAG4/z03GyVo4INY/s72-c/bailey' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-1082830238570944780</id><published>2009-04-24T06:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T06:38:31.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SO the Toronot's are now LOST!!!!</title><content type='html'>I don't know who's crazy idea it was for us to start watching LOST, especially when we've never seen an episode. I'm sure it was mine,but Jake and I have seriously watched 2 SEASONS this week. No, you read that one right. We just started the 4th season last night at 11:30 and we have already seen 3 episodes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I think my obsession is getting to be sick. I can't stop with just one. I recommend it though. It never ceases to amaze me. So I guess it's official, we have broken the cycle and Jake and I now have an ABC show that we watch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we lived in Married housing we had all of these retarded stations between FOX and ABC that I would forget that anything decent was on past channel 13. Funny I know, but if you have ever experienced BYU cable you know exactly what it is I'm saying. We had something like 8 BYU TV stations. Two in English and the others were random languages. There was a station that played Japanese Soaps, which was funny cuz they aren't modern in any way, it's all very crouching Tiger. I think my favorite retarded stations were the LIVE FEED NASA channels, and a little thing I like to call the RAINBOW stations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep more BYU TV in MORE LANGUAGES, except when there isn't anything they need to broadcast on ie. Conference then it becomes a Rainbow station, which is the beautifully colored striped screen playing BYU RADIO. Are we getting a theme here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the point is Jake and I are huge FOX people. I have watched Prison Break since the beginning I'm a diehard and I'm so sad  it's ending in 4 more episodes. American Idol, HOUSE, Bones, Lie to Me, Hell's Kitchen, Prison Break. You name it and it's FOX we probably watch it, At least I do, well except that new retarded show DOLLHOUSE. BLAH, retarded, the commercials for that one from day one has said " I'm a guy show, skanky girls run around with no real purpose except for  BOOBS to flop about"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for me Jake has no interest in watching other girls, run around. HAHAHAH I know Right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's been our stress reliever around here, wish us luck on Finishing Season 4, I'm sure we will be watching Season 5 by the end of the weekend. Good thing Church isn't until 11.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-1082830238570944780?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/1082830238570944780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=1082830238570944780' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/1082830238570944780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/1082830238570944780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-toronots-are-now-lost.html' title='SO the Toronot&apos;s are now LOST!!!!'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-2158978608219030298</id><published>2009-04-02T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T20:42:49.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Positive Side</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/SdWFXHuTxpI/AAAAAAAAAGc/U5ekHKDny6c/s1600-h/eva+hospital"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/SdWFXHuTxpI/AAAAAAAAAGc/U5ekHKDny6c/s320/eva+hospital" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320305167064876690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many know, Eva had several procedures done today. We still won't know the results of her biopsies until at best the end of next week if not the end of April.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All day Eva has had a tube down her nose and into her tummy. They are limiting her eating which is also causing her to be both pissy and uncomfortable. Oh and on the way here our car broke down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it rains it POURS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the POSITIVE side. Eva has had her moments of chipperness, is sleeping fairly well for being checked every 30 minutes and was soothed to sleep tonight when we found a Grand Piano that you are allowed to play. Jake was rocking out Beauty and the Beast, and Jazzed up some hymns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eva will be having a Cystic Fibrosis test done in the morning and that's all we have for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to everyone who prayed for our Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the Toronto's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-2158978608219030298?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/2158978608219030298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=2158978608219030298' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/2158978608219030298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/2158978608219030298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2009/04/positive-side.html' title='The Positive Side'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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/_z7oZ94X3cU8/SdWFXHuTxpI/AAAAAAAAAGc/U5ekHKDny6c/s72-c/eva+hospital' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-8692998916279684232</id><published>2009-03-24T21:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T22:06:19.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Not Touching You</title><content type='html'>Does anyone remember those Sunny D commercials where the brother and sister are picking on each other. The brother would hold his hand up or point his finger at his sister but be just far enough from not touching and he would say " Im not touching you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Eva does this to Morgan. It's kind of funny. She holds her hand up in front of Morgan's face and he yells "don't" slaps her hand away. Eva starts laughing and just does it all over again. The whole time she's never actually touched him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing they've started doing is yelling at each other. Morgan we'll say "No it's mine" followed by Eva grabbing said item and yelling "NO" they'll go backandforth like that for one or two minutes before they both just burst out laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two seriously are out of control.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-8692998916279684232?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/8692998916279684232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=8692998916279684232' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/8692998916279684232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/8692998916279684232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-not-touching-you.html' title='I&apos;m Not Touching You'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-1004818305180494106</id><published>2009-03-24T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:39:45.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surgery</title><content type='html'>A week from Thursday, Eva will be having surgery. I have no idea what I'm going to do. It seemed like April was forever away and now a week is going to just fly by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither of our Moms is going to make it....so Jake is going to work from the Hospital, and Morgan will be playing with his Ipod touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so nervous about the whole thing because, Eva is so little she has an extremely high chance of having her throat close off. All in all I just want to know what's going on. To finally have an answer,whatever it is will be so wonderful. It's so much worse not knowing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-1004818305180494106?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/1004818305180494106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=1004818305180494106' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/1004818305180494106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/1004818305180494106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2009/03/surgery.html' title='Surgery'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-8780356811047519817</id><published>2009-03-24T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:32:00.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All Grown Up</title><content type='html'>My baby is really not a baby anymore. Momma's Little Drama queen is getting bigger everyday. Eva Started saying Mama on Valentine's Day, which was a wonderful gift. She is now calling me "Mama" more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her conversations now consists of "ball," "Go," "NO," "Mo(morgan)"Ta-Da" and she also does this little attitude swagger with her head. I'll say to her,"Tell your Daddy" and she bobs her head back and forth (ie mmmmhhhmnnn) I'll post a video later if I ever catch her. The second you get the camera out she won't perform. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her "Ta-Da" is Hilarious as well. That I know I can catch, because she gets so into it she doesn't even know your filming her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can we say Independent?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy Cow she doesn't like with ANYTHING! If you pick her up. . .screaming and kicking. . . You tell her she can't do something. . . SCREAMING AND KICKING. . . then she BITES the closest person to her. Not just "ow she just bit me" NO we're talking the skin breaks and you bleed. She takes after her momma in that aspect. I was  a huge Bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Baby Face is gone.....&lt;br /&gt;The baby face is all gone. Just like Morgan she went to bed one night, and woke up looking like a toddler. She really is BEAUTIFUL. She is adorable on Sundays, she'll tilt her head to one side and give you this coy little smile. I don't know how we lucked out with suck cute kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only two more months and both kiddos will be in Nursery. Can you believe it?!?! I can't! I think maybe part of my disbelief stems from the fact that when Morgan started Nursery I was a few months shy of having Eva. So, for the first time ever I'm not pregnant in the group of pregnant women. You know what I mean Right?!?! There's Always groups of pregnant people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, we have friends and family that I seem to always be pregnant and due at the same time or shortly after, and everyone in the family and my friends have all just had babies. While two more have announced they are pregnant. Last but not least. I have now been NOT PREGNANT the longest amount of time since we have been married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, I know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-8780356811047519817?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/8780356811047519817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=8780356811047519817' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/8780356811047519817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/8780356811047519817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-grown-up.html' title='All Grown Up'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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-5070343585836331390.post-3877695782473666972</id><published>2009-03-15T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T17:38:43.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Holy Sickness......</title><content type='html'>Is anyone else feeling the blows of seasons changing? We sure are. I feel like we start to get better and then it gets cold outside.....WE GET SICK......we start to get and then it's warm outside.........WE GET SICK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Eva has the most disgusting nose I have ever seen, thank goodness for vicks! seriously we bought this tiny little vapors fan that blows cherry menthol on Eva while she sleeps and it does wonders. She doesn't cough all night and she doesn't wake up all nasty crusty nose either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the snow and winter, but as of late with all this dorky on again off again relationship we have been having with the cold front, warm front, highs and low pressures I could absolutely scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It needs to be spring. I'm ready for trips to the baseball field, Frisbee, ice cream shops and late night visits to the dollar theater.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-3877695782473666972?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/3877695782473666972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=3877695782473666972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/3877695782473666972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/3877695782473666972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-holy-sickness.html' title='O Holy Sickness......'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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-5070343585836331390.post-3676561920920215940</id><published>2009-03-04T21:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T21:11:53.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Momma, I Tink"</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Alright, so I don't know if it's just my kid or any of you have experienced this stage, but Morgan is totally into giving his opinion. However it's never when he should give an opinion. For instance&amp;#160; the other night Jake warms up some frozen mixed vegetables for Miss Eva to eat. Don't worry we don't actually eat those, they are purely for Eva to snack on. Anyway, Morgan sees the green beans in the mix and says, so mater of factly, &amp;quot; Momma, I tink it's gross.&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;At this point I'm laughing hysterically, and so I say, &amp;quot; Really Morgan&amp;quot; Followed by Morgan,&amp;quot;Yes.......yes....... I tink it's gross Momma!&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;With long pauses and head nodding. So now Morgan just walks around the house saying &amp;quot;I tink&amp;quot; about absolutely everything.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Our exciting news is not that I am pregnant but that I have now been not pregnant for the longest time since we have been married. Funny huh?!?!?! Also, Morgan so graciously taught his sister to raise her hands high in the air and say &amp;quot;Ta-Da&amp;quot; It's so cute.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Morgan is quickly moving past the train stage and tumbling head first into GI-JOES, yes they still make them. This week Morgan has added a GI-JOE helicopter to his Rambo collection. He is all boy that's for sure.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Speaking of pure happiness, the days are starting to get long and warm. In anticipation of spring Morgan has a new Green Kickball. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After church on Sunday, the kids played for hours on the patio with their chalk, trucks and folding chairs. The bummer is we are expecting a snow storm by the end of the week. Hopefully that comes and goes quickly. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-3676561920920215940?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/3676561920920215940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=3676561920920215940' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/3676561920920215940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/3676561920920215940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-tink.html' title='&amp;quot;Momma, I Tink&amp;quot;'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-1998248680960489342</id><published>2009-02-20T15:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T15:04:21.822-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So the Bad day continues.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Let's just start with I don't think there is a clean sleeper in the house for Eva. Yesterday, Eva started pooping out of everything. Which with her is kind of an event that takes place on a usual basis. Often enough that you wouldn't relate it to her being sick.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway, this morning at about 6:30 She wakes up because she pooped all over her bed, so daddy who gets up with her in the morning, cleans her up and puts her back to sleep. So Jake gets in the shower, and when he gets out she is screaming again, so he checks on her and she had puked all over herself.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So there it is. Two sick kids! All of Eva's sheets and blankets are nasty, and Morgan's car-seat from yesterday still needs to be taken apart and cleaned. BLAH! I am not a Vomit mommy. Seriously, most moms I think can clean up after there kids, when they are sick. I just can't I have the hardest time ever. I actually think part of that stems from my pregnancies.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I was always so sick while I was pregnant that I am just so sick of VOMIT. Then When I was pregnant with Eva, Morgan was still little enough that he couldn't tell you he was going to be sick and so he would just walk around vomiting. So add that to an already sick mommy and voil&amp;#224;, you have a mommy who absolutely&amp;#160; cannot clean up vomit without gagging big time.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;SO pray for me, as I begin the enormous task of cleaning all of the puke covered clothes.YUCK!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-1998248680960489342?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/1998248680960489342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=1998248680960489342' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/1998248680960489342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/1998248680960489342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-bad-day-continues.html' title='So the Bad day continues.....'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-5502347344438474556</id><published>2009-02-19T21:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T21:27:54.354-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag I'm it.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1. When is your &amp;quot;engagement&amp;quot; anniversary: December 28, 2004&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2.When is your &amp;quot;marriage&amp;quot; anniversary: July 9, 2005   &lt;br /&gt;3. How long have you known your spouse: 4 years 7 months 1 week and 4 days    &lt;br /&gt;4. How long did you date/court before you were engaged: well we met in July and we knew by September that we wanted to go in that direction. Then Jake came home for Christmas, we had our first kiss and we were engaged 3 days later. Yes, I'm that good of a kisser!    &lt;br /&gt;5. Where did you meet your spouse for the first time: Well it's the usual nothing to fancy. We met at summer institute. We both were home for the summer from school. My parents had moved to a new town so I didn't know anyone. Anyway, both us had gone back and forth about whether or not to even go that night. In fact I turned around like 3 times before finally going to Institute. Where Jake found me with a basket full of cookies, and well he was hooked.     &lt;br /&gt;6. What is your spouse's full name: I don't want to put his full name for security purposes    &lt;br /&gt;7. Do you have any children yet: Yes     &lt;br /&gt;8. How many: 2 one of each to be exact.    &lt;br /&gt;9. Do you have any house pets: nope unless you count Morgan the monkey. Who actually refers to himself in the third person as the monkey.    &lt;br /&gt;10. Do you own a house or rent: We rent a condo    &lt;br /&gt;11. Do you live in the country or town/city: a city but it feels more small town    &lt;br /&gt;12. What is one of your favorite activities together: Well we of course watch all of our tv shows together but our favorite is when the kids go to be and we can be in the quiet, we google chat across the house. Just like when we were dating 2 states away from each other.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;13. Do you have a favorite vacation spot: well we would love to go to Dublin, Italy,jakes side is from there, Greece and mine is from there.   &lt;br /&gt;14. How many siblings (including in-laws): 8 total, Jake has 4 siblings, 3 are married, and I have a younger sister who is also single. so one sister and one brother still available!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;15. What church do you attend: The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints   &lt;br /&gt;16. Is this the church you were married in: YES! We were married in the Snowflake ,Arizona Temple    &lt;br /&gt;17. What town is your current address: PG, Utah&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;18. Do you work or stay at home: Well it depends at how you look at it. I'm in school because everyday I am learning something new being a mom, and I work because I have a family to take care of in every way. I love being a MOM!   &lt;br /&gt;19. Where did you honeymoon: Albuquerque, NM&amp;#160; I know, But we had a blast.&amp;#160; &lt;br /&gt;20: Leave a piece of marriage advice: Well, Just that the Prophets are right. Always,&amp;#160; Keep the Lord center, say your sorry, never go to bed angry, communicate, and be willing to consider feelings and opinions. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now your supposed to tag 14 people so lets see&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Justina, Ashley, Tiana, Amanda, Tiffany, Jenna, Liz, Sarah, tish, Melinda, kim, and anyone else I know it 's not 14 but its hard to think of everyone. hahah&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-5502347344438474556?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/5502347344438474556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=5502347344438474556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/5502347344438474556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/5502347344438474556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2009/02/tag-i-it.html' title='Tag I&amp;#39;m it.....'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-7928225064518107697</id><published>2009-02-19T15:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T15:33:29.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today, was not a good day....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Many of you know that my poor baby Eva, has had some throat problems since she was born. Well she has been seeing a specialist at Primary Children's for a couple of months now. Several tests have been and yet no Diagnosis. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So today, we make our weekly trek to the hospital to see her ENT. Pretty much all of you know how far that is. It's way up on the East Bench next to UoU. It takes at least an hour to get there speeding, another 20-30 minutes to park. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway, we are like two whole lights from the Hospital and all of a sudden Morgan starts puking his guts out all over the place in the back seat. Meanwhile, I am trying to hold a bag up so he can be sick in the bag. No such luck I walked away with a puke covered hand.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now for decision time. Do I a. call the Dr and try to reschedule, which is like next to impossible, or b. wipe as much puke off of Morgan and go inside. Well I chose the latter. And I guess it was the thing to do. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Back to the appointment. We finally get in the Hospital. I'm at the wrong clinic. Today, the Dr was working the clinic at University Hospital not Primary's. So off we trek the 20 minutes it takes to get through 2 Hospitals with 2 kids. Now it's finally time for the visit. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Last weeks test for striders came up inconclusive. So today we were going to discuss the next steps to take. So here it is.....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Eva has to spend 2 days at Primary's having 5 different tests run..... Here's the one that makes me want to cry. Eva is being tested for Cystic Fibrosis. Yes you read that right. I was like WHAT! But I guess it could be a real possibility. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So trekking through the Hospital with a puke smellin' kid was worth it. But then by the end of the day, and the ride home I felt so alone about the whole thing. No friends close by to cry with, no moms either. Jake at work. Just by myself with my poor pukey kid and my baby. So Jake will be taking the day or two off to help me at the hospital, and me, I am absolutely beside myself. I will for sure be staying with Eva in the Hospital. As for now it's just more worrying. Hoping for an answer.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-7928225064518107697?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/7928225064518107697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=7928225064518107697' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/7928225064518107697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/7928225064518107697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-was-not-good-day.html' title='Today, was not a good day....'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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-5070343585836331390.post-3963184052910821684</id><published>2009-02-16T00:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T00:39:55.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Know Right!?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;No, no one has died, but I'm sure you were all thinking the worst. So back by popular demand, the Toronto's will be blogging again. Thanks to all the nagging of my closest and dearest friends and Family.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;All we need to do now is catch up on what... 5 months of our life. It's no small feat, but I think in time I will be able to single handedly remember everything that has gone on.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;October....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The kids and I went to Arizona right after General Conference. It was a lot of fun, and my first trip driving the kids by myself. I would like to take the time and brag. I made it in 9 1/2 hours to my parents place. Which is what the ride should be, but in trips past it takes more like 12 or 13 hours with the kids and that's with Jake and I both going. So I was really proud of myself. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We were there for 2 weeks and had a blast. Time was filled with DIRT, fishing, playing with Papa's dog Bailey, visits with Great-Grandparents, playing in Grandpa Rogers garden, good food and lots and lots of helping hands. Jake drove down with my sister at the end of our trip to drive back with me. Morgan, of course rode back with his Aunt, where they danced the trip away, listening to my sisters favorite RAP music. We'll just say that Morgan loves to &amp;quot;Get Down.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Seriously, My sister has taught Morgan how to throw peace signs (cool) he does the whole &amp;quot;sup&amp;quot; thing, gangster walk and now he can &amp;quot;drop it like it's HOT&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Halloween was of course a Blast. Morgan went as a Football player complete with black eye and bloody nose. Eva was a Skunk, I went as a witch and Jake wore tattoo sleeves. First we trick or treated at Jake's work and then of course we hit a good ole fashion TRUNK or TREAT. The kids seriously made out which means Jake and I made out with about a ton of candy.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Last but not least Morgan completely potty trained in like 2 weeks time. Once it clicked it just clicked. Honestly, though the best thing was just sticking him in &amp;quot;panties&amp;quot; that's what Morgan calls them. Pull ups just gave him the excuse to be lazy about going in the toilet. So if he didn't &amp;quot;feel like it&amp;quot; he would just pee on himself and then bring me a new one and say &amp;quot;change please.&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;November....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I love the fall and November was definitely Fall. It started getting nice and wintry around these parts.The weeks passed quickly and&amp;#160; we had a huge Thanksgiving with our friend Tiana. Tiana's Husband works out of the country a lot and so Thanksgiving it was just her and the kids. So we crashed the party so to speak. It was so fun. We of course played Guitar Hero World Tour, and ate until the button on our pants would pop.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;December....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Eva had the first of many appointments to come with a specialist for a throat problem she has had since birth. The Doctor thought she would grow out of it, but it just hasn't gone away. So we now have to drive to Primary Children's, here's to this years tax write off's.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Then My mom came to town. She helped with preparing for Christmas and Eva's Birthday. We had a ton of snow and it even snowed on Christmas! Morgan was so excited, this year was the one where &amp;quot;Santa&amp;quot; finally clicks. There was total awe and excitement over Santa wrapped presents, bows, and lights. Morgan just loved everything and of course wanted everything put together and batteries put in right away. I think his favorites were new &amp;quot;panties&amp;quot; that bike you hook up to the tv and it's like a video game, and his huge Fire truck. Eva loved and still loves all of her new dolls and she is such a girly girl. She doesn't like being dirty and she loves to be dressed up.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The Day followed with Christmas Ham, potatoes, sweet potatoes, lots and lots of GRAVY ,squash , rolls, corn, green beans and about million pies.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The 26th....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;More Ham.........&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Conveniently the day you want to shop the sales and return things my sister had her wisdom teeth removed. Making the next few days a lot of fun. We immediately took everything Christmas down. So as not to run the Holiday into Eva's Birthday. We want her birthday to still feel like a birthday and not like it get's lumped in with Christmas. So everything came down and it was time to prepare for the BIRTHDAY!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;27th....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Eva turned 1! Holy Cow I know! My most Recent baby has already been a blessing in our home more than a year now. I feel like I just had her and its still 2 Christmas' ago. So Eva turned 1 and took her first steps on her big day.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jake and I then packed the kids up and drove to Arizona to spend New Years with his Mom and Dad, His sister and her family were also in town from Manhattan. It was total chaos and of course a total blast. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Kids were everywhere and in to everything at all times. It's never a vacation when we go home because both sides live in the same little town. So time is split and it's hard to split. We went Sledding with both sides, did family name sealings at the the Snowflake Temple. Which is the Temple Jake and I were married in. Worked on the computers. Everyone always has a computer question when we go home and so much more. We seem to just be running around the whole time like chickens with our heads cut off and then the trip is finally over and we drive home exhausted.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;January....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;The First week we were still in Arizona. The best part was when we got back Jake had a 3-day weekend right a way.&amp;#160; So we were able to catch up a little. Eva started completely walking on her 13 month birthday, and&amp;#160; Morgan taught Eva how to GROWL. That's right, growl. The best part is when we are the store and they are sitting in the back of the cart together and they start growling back and forth. OMG it's frackin' hilarious.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;February....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Has gone off with a bang! I had Red peek-a-boos put in my hair, Eva started drinking from a straw and on Valentines Day Eva said &amp;quot; mum&amp;quot; for the first time. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Valentines was so much fun, we had a blast together without the kids. Lots of truffles! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And so today we had Sunday dinner at Jake's Aunt's house, where another one Jake's siblings was in Town to ski. So we all got together. Again chaos, but fun!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;One of Jake's cousins is a Song writer. Really she is. A lot of famous singers have paid for her songs. Anyway, she was telling us tonight about a really heartfelt and emotional story about one of her newest songs. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;After Heath Ledger died, she really felt impressed to write a song for his daughter and it is absolutley beautiful, and the best part is she was actually able to present the song to Michelle Williams. SO I wanted you all to see and hear the video that she made and put on Youtube. Enjoy and I promise you'll stay updated!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="wlWriterSmartContent" id="scid:5737277B-5D6D-4f48-ABFC-DD9C333F4C5D:a3bb32ee-1b99-4d60-848f-39949b30fb94" style="padding-right: 0px; display: inline; padding-left: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-top: 0px"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ZaoTlgHiIE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ZaoTlgHiIE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/5070343585836331390-3963184052910821684?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/3963184052910821684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=3963184052910821684' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/3963184052910821684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/3963184052910821684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-know-right.html' title='I Know Right!?!?!?!'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-1337113923203493705</id><published>2008-09-27T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T13:28:27.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Guy is funny and he sings both Parts!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t9-CS2v8wcc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t9-CS2v8wcc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget my other post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-1337113923203493705?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/1337113923203493705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=1337113923203493705' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/1337113923203493705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/1337113923203493705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-guy-is-funny-and-he-sings-both.html' title='This Guy is funny and he sings both Parts!!!!!'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-8423527466417656194</id><published>2008-09-27T13:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T13:12:38.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Details....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Alright, well pretty much everyone knows that Jake and I bought a minivan about a month ago. We got a great deal. Less than a month later I'm driving somewhere over on the East Bench on my way to pick Jake up from a Bachelors party. I drive straight through a GREEN LIGHT and I get hit. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;This car turned left across the intersection into me and the kids ON A FREAKIN GREEN LIGHT! Someone started honking and I looked over and saw they were going to T-Bone us, hitting directly at me and Eva so I hit the gas and swerved as far out as possible and the girl never hit the breaks, didn't try to turn wide, nothing! So she caught the back end of our sliding door took out the rear drivers tire, fender and ripped our bumper off. The seat belt was jarred so hard that Eva's car seat came loose and flipped her. The other car though had their entire front end smashed in, the windshield was shattered across the intersection, and the drivers door wouldn't open.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Still, I have a small fracture in the small of my back, but the kids managed to walk away ok. So I have to be a little careful, it's not to bad on the restrictions and I pretty much can do what I want to. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;KIDS:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well Morgan is about 2 1/2 now and is on the move. His mouth moves a mile a minute in Spanish and English. SPANGLISH! The other day he was playing on the piano where we have a Christus and Morgan turns to us and says &amp;quot;Jes&amp;#250;s has flip flops, Jes&amp;#250;s wear patos&amp;quot; &amp;quot; Oh, really Morgan?&amp;quot; &amp;quot; Yeah, he has zapatshoes&amp;quot;&amp;#160; It was stinkin' funny. He also like to tell you how funny he is,so after anything he does he will say to&amp;#160; &amp;quot;mommy, I funny.&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Evita, is getting bigger and bigger and today she is 9 months old. Can you believe it's been that long since Christmas? Even more importantly that it's that close to Christmas!&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Since my last post Eva has started to have more teeth come in so she almost has 4 teeth across the top and still just the 2 on the bottom. She of course still has her infectious smile, and is still just content to just be. The two kids get along great and they love riding in the stroller together. It's really cute to see them like that. Eva likes to tackle Morgan and vice versa. They are still hilarious in the car together. And their new thing is to have Morgan carry Eva around and she pulls her legs up into this sumo position, both of them laughing hysterically.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;As for the move, I'm still stressed and it's been a little over a month, so I don't even want to talk about it . hahaha&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I also have the world's busiest calling, as does Jake. But we love our busy lives and we love being on the first floor. Hopefully I will remember to blog something funny later.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-8423527466417656194?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/8423527466417656194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=8423527466417656194' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/8423527466417656194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/8423527466417656194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2008/09/details.html' title='Details....'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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-5070343585836331390.post-6757572958191083782</id><published>2008-09-22T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T20:03:38.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a Quickee.....</title><content type='html'>So there is so much to update and just not enough time to do it all right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have moved somewhat successfully, we have bought and wrecked a car (not our fault though), broken my back, and as for the kids. Well they are getting big, so big. Eva is getting her teeth which is really funny. She only has one upper tooth but both of her bottoms. She looks so "white clutter" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids and I are going to go on a trip back to Arizona for about a month, which we are all so excited about. Poor Jake will be all by himself. Oh well, I know I'm going to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well when there is more time I will give more details....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-6757572958191083782?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/6757572958191083782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=6757572958191083782' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/6757572958191083782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/6757572958191083782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-quickee.html' title='Just a Quickee.....'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-5401418430885688037</id><published>2008-08-11T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T21:18:56.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's All Over....</title><content type='html'>Eva is on the MOVE! I hate to say it, I have been anxiously awaiting for her to start sitting up and crawling. But, now that it's here....AHHHHH! You forget how much work it is to have a curious child on the loose.&lt;br /&gt;No more setting her to play in one place on the living floor. No more peace, which if you haven't gotten to this stage yet with your second kid, this is also when the "stop touching me" begins.&lt;br /&gt;That's right, Morgan hates being followed by his baby sister, if he hasn't "invited" her along he pitches a total fit.The upside is, Morgan is totally enamered with her. It's almost as if they haven't spent any time together. They love to crawl together, and my favorite part is when Eva lays her head on Morgan's chest, meanwhile Morgan will puff up his stomach really fast; which makes burst uncontrollably with a string of giggles, and the most adorable high pitched squeal. &lt;br /&gt;Last, but not least we are moving one whole building over in one week. We are extremely excited, we will be moving from the third floor to the first floor and we are adding a bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo Hoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-5401418430885688037?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/5401418430885688037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=5401418430885688037' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/5401418430885688037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/5401418430885688037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-all-over.html' title='It&apos;s All Over....'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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-5070343585836331390.post-3895742980369251999</id><published>2008-08-01T08:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T09:03:30.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Choo Choo Eh-Va...</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;Well first of all I finally got the video of Eva up on the last post, so don't for get to look at it.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;So we are all guilty of making silly faces and dorky little noises and phrases. I guess you don't realize just how bad you are about doing those sort of things til you see another child mimicking you.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Morgan is so funny, he know's exactly when to say choo choo and when I would normally tell Eva "Yum-yummies." Not to long ago I got up from feeding Eva to do something in the kitchen for Morgan. Little did I know it was a tactic of his so he could feed Eva. All of a sudden I hear CHOO CHOO...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-86e1444e8732da03" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D86e1444e8732da03%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329955837%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D273E08895B2785BEA5014843B20807CC0B2BA2F3.1D6193C716CE9D04665B2B3CFE64467CF9974BA2%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D86e1444e8732da03%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEEgULMzETLVPSrxsgDT1aa870QM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D86e1444e8732da03%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329955837%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D273E08895B2785BEA5014843B20807CC0B2BA2F3.1D6193C716CE9D04665B2B3CFE64467CF9974BA2%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D86e1444e8732da03%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEEgULMzETLVPSrxsgDT1aa870QM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so wonderful to be able to leave Eva in the care of her big brother. He loves taking a turn to feed her and anything else she needs. I wish I could tape them in the car while I am driving. Morgan likes to lean over the car seat and do mimicked baby talk wi/.th her. Can I just say he really gets her going with the giggles in the back seat.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll try to catch that one, i'll admit that will be quite the task.&lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful to have two wonderful and beautiful children. I am indeed grateful that they have chosen to grace our lives with their beautiful spirits. It's such a marvelous thing to see them grow, laugh, and play together. I know a lot of work comes with two and even more in the future, but I am grateful to be following the Lord's Plan. To have a body, the gospel, our wonderful children, and an amazing husband. Jake worked hard to recieve his education, and because of that hard work and sacrifice he has a wonderfully amazing employer,and I am able to be home with our kids, to catch moments like these each and everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blessing I hope to never take forgranted&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-3895742980369251999?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=86e1444e8732da03&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/3895742980369251999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=3895742980369251999' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/3895742980369251999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/3895742980369251999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2008/08/choo-choo-eh-va.html' title='Choo Choo Eh-Va...'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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-5070343585836331390.post-23263911801339646</id><published>2008-07-29T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T22:35:18.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eva...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-90065478bb6fde08" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D90065478bb6fde08%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329955837%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2888AA6E5541C0C2F05277487BC52438724ABE9D.269B946BA2EB84F9094D52634BCFAF2ACFF84E7%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D90065478bb6fde08%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3De8PSy4aKi-_C9DkqpkbK49N5ekQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D90065478bb6fde08%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329955837%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2888AA6E5541C0C2F05277487BC52438724ABE9D.269B946BA2EB84F9094D52634BCFAF2ACFF84E7%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D90065478bb6fde08%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3De8PSy4aKi-_C9DkqpkbK49N5ekQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I ever said anything about Eva, and how she likes to sleep. Well, it is one of the funniest things I have ever seen. She likes to have you, litterally strap her arms down. However, when you put her to sleep that way, you can lay her in her crib awake and she goes to sleep on her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On occasion you can find her in our room quietly talking to herself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-cc.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=2161727821156362956&amp;amp;site=widget-cc.slide.com" style="width: 400px; height: 320px;" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 400px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821156362956&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-cc.slide.com/p1/2161727821156362956/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821156362956&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-cc.slide.com/p2/2161727821156362956/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=2161727821156362956&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-cc.slide.com/p4/2161727821156362956/bb_t000_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" ismap="ismap" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are pictures we have taken of the kids just in the last week or so. We were in Arizona for the Snowflake pioneer days. Which they celebrate the weekend before the actual holiday. It was so fun to actually be home for a while even if it was only for one night. Hopefully we won't have to make our next trip so fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-23263911801339646?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=90065478bb6fde08&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/23263911801339646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=23263911801339646' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/23263911801339646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/23263911801339646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2008/07/eva.html' title='Eva...'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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-5070343585836331390.post-8758237689898756680</id><published>2008-07-27T22:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T22:12:08.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark Knight...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ok so this morning Jake and I ventured to the IMAX Theater to watch Dark Knight. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;uhhhhhhhhhhhh..........eeeeehhhhhhhhhhhhhh!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What a waste of finite resources! At least that's what they say in Arizona. Anyway, I am probably the only person in the entire world who hates this movie. It was ok, and I don't even care about the darkness. The darkness didn't bother me at all. But what the crap with Batman. The voice he makes, uhhh annoying and the lines were so choppy and quite frankly it really just wasn't that great.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;However, I would like to thank Hollywood for making the film with the least amount of disgustingness as possible. All in all with the amount of violence there was there was no blood, which I have to say is very nice and quite refreshing. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I also would disagree with people saying that if your not old enough to drive to it you shouldn't see it. I thoroughly think that it is what it is. PG-13. If your kid is not 13 then they shouldn't watch it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Honestly, after paying for a sitter and driving to the theater it was really a disappointment. I left feeling like I wasted a babysitter on that.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Christian Bale did great for what it was, but I really hope the next isn't pushing the 3 hour mark. Oh and by the way, Oh Holy stupidness with Two Face. And that is all I am even going to allow myself to comment on that one.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;By the way I wrote this yesterday! I didn't see Dark Night on a Sunday. hahahha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-8758237689898756680?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/8758237689898756680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=8758237689898756680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/8758237689898756680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/8758237689898756680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2008/07/dark-knight.html' title='Dark Knight...'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-6506763918916210516</id><published>2008-07-25T21:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T21:44:30.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My Goodness! What a slacker...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So It's been a month! I didn't think it had been that long, but apparently it has. So, there is a lot to catch up on. Last month Morgan and I both had surgery. Both of which went well.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Morgan, CAN HEAR now. It's amazing the difference in his speech and how quickly he is developing new words. As for me I couldn't be happier after having my own surgery. It's amazing the difference it makes not having an extra 5 lbs on my chest. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Eva, oh my sweet sweet beautiful baby girl! She is getting a little thicker, but not much and is not to far off from crawling all over the place. I love her little earrings. So stinkin' cute!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jake and I celebrated our 3 year anniversary this month. We had so much, we went to the Scera outdoor theater. If you haven't done it, you really ought to think about going. Boyz 2 Men will be singing there in August. Anyway, we watched their version of American Idol and it was pretty funny, most people were good, but others well we'll just say&amp;#160; nice try.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;And in about a week it will be official, WE WILL BE UTAHNS! We are purchasing a minivan. I know I know, right!&amp;#160; I always said growing up two things: one, I would never live in Utah and two I would NEVER NEVER own a Minivan. Well it looks I have officially failed at both of those. Because, I am sad to say I am happily living in Utah and I am so very very grateful for a vehicle with 4 doors.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-6506763918916210516?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/6506763918916210516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=6506763918916210516' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/6506763918916210516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/6506763918916210516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-my-goodness-what-slacker.html' title='Oh My Goodness! What a slacker...'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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-5070343585836331390.post-651495633699279674</id><published>2008-06-18T17:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T17:39:12.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Poor Baby Boy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Well today I managed to venture out of the house for one of the kids' many Doctor appointments. Of course I still arrived 10 minutes late. An almost usual occurrence for us. Thank heavens for that 15 minute grace period for all of the Doctors we see. If it weren't for that we would be doing a lot of cancellation fees and rescheduling. Anyway, today I took Morgan to see the Ear, Nose and Throat Doctor.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Morgan has a lot of what they call &amp;quot; Negative Pressure&amp;quot; in his ears. They apply pressure in the ear canal to see how much give the ear drum has in order to determine what kind of treatment to give. Needless to say Morgan has no give. In fact the Doctor noticed while taking pictures of his ear drum that during one of his last ear infections he broke his ear drum and it has started to heal.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So for the last year there has been a list of things I have been complaining about to his regular physician. Waking up at night, but almost immediately going back to sleep, but when he's up he complains about different parts of his body, a half choking noise he makes while sleeping, unexplained all the time coughing and draining . And so much more. Well the Doctor said that once his tubes are in place a majority of his symptoms I have been complaining about will be gone. Can you believe just putting tubes in his ear will make him sleep straight through the night. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh I forgot. The E.N.T. said you can tell this kid sees the Dr a lot for his ears. Because, Morgan just turned his head each way for them to look and just sat there like nothing was even happening, and Morgan who just stopped taking an antibiotic&amp;#160; 3 weeks ago is starting another infection. BLAH! My poor baby.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I can't believe no one even noticed his ear drum burst during an infection and didn't think to say hey I think he should see a specialist. All the while my baby has been suffering as well as the rest of us. So infuriating! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On a different note:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Friday, Eva has her 6 month check up and shots. Hopefully she has put on some pounds. Her being on Soy milk hasn't really helped her with the weight gain, but I'm sure hoping that all of the sweet potatoes, carrots, peas, peaches, butternut squash and pears has helped pack on the pounds. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I guess that's all for now on my update. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-651495633699279674?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/651495633699279674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=651495633699279674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/651495633699279674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/651495633699279674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-poor-baby-boy.html' title='My Poor Baby Boy!'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-8790741253797373795</id><published>2008-06-15T20:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T20:48:03.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Thankful For.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today I am thankful for Fathers. Jake is the best Father and Husband anyone could ask for. I couldn't have picked a better person to spend Eternity with. Jake is always willing to help me and the kids whenever we need him.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;His sacrifice for us means the world to me. Time away at work, and peace and quiet at home are just a couple of things he has to sacrifice. I am thankful for his Priesthood, that he is worthy to hold the priesthood and actively helps me to teach our children.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;FHE is sometimes a hard thing to do in our home, but Jake is patient and understanding. Taking the time to teach simple gospel principles that will allow Morgan to have a full and better knowledge of&amp;#160; the temple and the covenants he will someday make.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I posted earlier about Morgan and his prayers. Well He now says a whole prayer, most of which Jake and I don't understand, but we always catch Jesus, this day, Eva and Amen. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I'm thankful for his love of the gospel and his passion to teach our children to love and obey their Savior.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-8790741253797373795?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/8790741253797373795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=8790741253797373795' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/8790741253797373795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/8790741253797373795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-thankful-for.html' title='I am Thankful For.....'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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-5070343585836331390.post-2586469281702733847</id><published>2008-06-15T20:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T20:09:29.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Funny Moment With Our Darling Two Year Old.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; The kids and I have been planning to take Jake out for Father's day all week. So yesterday morning when Morgan woke up I said, &amp;quot; we're going to the zoo today.&amp;quot; Morgan very candidly replied, &amp;quot; Mommy, I need shoes,&amp;quot; then he grabs his foot and says, &amp;quot; I have none.&amp;quot; Jake and I were laughing so hard I thought for sure at least one of us would pee our pants.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anytime we go anywhere the first thing he says he needs is his shoes. He is more worried about his shoes than anything, which I find funny. Sometimes he doesn't have anything on, and he will go and put his shoes on and start pointing to the door and shouting, &amp;quot; OU-side&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Our trip to the zoo was absolutely miserable and yet somehow we ended up being there for two hours. Oh my goodness, it was so HOT, and there were so many people. We finally just left and yet we didn't really see anything. I think that's the best part.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On to an early dinner. After the zoo we went to The Mayan in Sandy. Usually it is really really packed, but yesterday we were able to get right in and sit down. Now I don't know if anyone has been there lately but they have changed there dive show. Indiana Jones makes a star appearance, and fights it out with two BEEFY DIVERS. Morgan thought it was just the greatest thing since sliced bread. He wouldn't even eat his food. No surprise there right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-2586469281702733847?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/2586469281702733847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=2586469281702733847' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/2586469281702733847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/2586469281702733847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2008/06/another-funny-moment-with-our-darling.html' title='Another Funny Moment With Our Darling Two Year Old.'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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-5070343585836331390.post-4584259346126942893</id><published>2008-06-12T19:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T19:04:28.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOOK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Ok so I know no one really wants to read about this, but its funny and I have to remember when it happened. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So last night Morgan needed to go #2 so I told him he had to go sit on the potty. Now some background. Morgan has been doing really well at telling us when he needs to Pee even when we are out and about. We have even started to take our chances and allow him to wear the cutest boxer briefs ever out in public.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway, the point is he has been doing really well. But when it comes to #2 he would pretend he was going on the potty but not actually do it and then we have to put a diaper on him and let him go. So back to the story.....&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I tell Morgan to go sit on the potty. Morgan disappears, and soon appears and says, &amp;quot;Mommy Come On!&amp;quot; So off we trot to the bathroom. When I get there he as prepped his environment. The stool has been pushed all the way up to the toilet, his little toilet converter was in place ( for those who don't know its a toilet seat inside the toilet seat so he doesn't fall in.), and Morgan is grabbing his butt and screaming at me &amp;quot; Mommy I have poopyyyyyy,&amp;quot; so like any good mother I sit him up on the toilet and he just starts talking away and every once in a while I would say &amp;quot; oh yeah,&amp;quot; and then Morgan would say &amp;quot;yep&amp;quot; but in this really strained I'm pooping voice. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So he finally finishes and he hops down, looks in the toilet and turns to me, and says, &amp;quot; Look, See, it's the poopy!&amp;quot; All while pointing and his head in the toilet to get a better look.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway, not to brag or anything but Morgan is only 2 years and 34 days old and he is just about POTTY TRAINED!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;WOOOOOOOO HOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-4584259346126942893?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/4584259346126942893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=4584259346126942893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/4584259346126942893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/4584259346126942893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2008/06/look.html' title='LOOK!'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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-5070343585836331390.post-676221026595156595</id><published>2008-06-09T13:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T13:29:46.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day Late.....BUT I am Thankful For...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So I am thankful for Family Prayer. Morgan is now saying a prayer before we can even bow our heads. Then when Jake is ready to start Morgan shouts &amp;quot;AMEN&amp;quot; it has got to be one the most hilarious things ever.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So Jake at first patiently tells Morgan to fold his arms again and Morgan does but then yells Amen. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It really is the simple things like your two year old Shouting AMEN that really brings about your feelings of true gratitude.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I am so thankful for a Father in Heaven who hears and answers all of my prayers,&amp;#160; even when I am not living to my fullest potential. I am thankful that he allows the Holy Ghost to comfort me throuhgout my day with my Kids. Anyone who is anyone has a prayer in the heart all day, when they are with their kids. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;My Heart was truly filled with Gratitude this Sunday when we had a lesson on not taking for granted our Spouses when they have a willingness to go to the Lord in Prayer.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have a testimony that I know that the Lord truly hears and answers our prayers. Jake would not have the job he has today if it weren't for our willingness to humble ourselves before the Lord, and ask him for such a blessing.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He has helped me to bring two beautiful children into this world, and to have the strength and stamina to endure to the end. It is my hope and prayer that we will make it to the end together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-676221026595156595?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/676221026595156595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=676221026595156595' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/676221026595156595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/676221026595156595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-latebut-i-am-thankful-for.html' title='A Day Late.....BUT I am Thankful For...'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-8088686431096533194</id><published>2008-06-05T10:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T19:05:50.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a look!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-9d.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=lt&amp;il=1&amp;channel=2161727821154216861&amp;site=widget-9d.slide.com" style="width:426px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:426px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=lt&amp;at=un&amp;id=2161727821154216861&amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9d.slide.com/p1/2161727821154216861/lt_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=lt&amp;at=un&amp;id=2161727821154216861&amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9d.slide.com/p2/2161727821154216861/lt_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=lt&amp;at=un&amp;id=2161727821154216861&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-9d.slide.com/p4/2161727821154216861/lt_t024_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/5070343585836331390-8088686431096533194?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/8088686431096533194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=8088686431096533194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/8088686431096533194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/8088686431096533194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='Just a look!'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-5347007175388775880</id><published>2008-06-01T15:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T15:21:22.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Grateful For.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Okay, so as apart of a new Toronto tradition we will be posting a Sunday Family post, about our gratitude and thoughts on different topics.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is Jacob.  I guess since it''s &lt;em&gt;Our&lt;/em&gt; Little Life, not Magen's little life, I'll participate, and not too unwillingingly :). I say unwillingly not because I'm unwilling but because I am not used to doing this.  It's like trudging through thick, sticky mud: I'm working against force of habit, and it's the habit of ignoring this blog thingy that I'm posting to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And that's what I'm grateful for: a wife who knows me and loves me -- and us -- enough to push me into doing things I wouldn't normally do.  I'm grateful for our amazing date last night -- what a slacker I am!  I'm grateful for Tiana who took care of our kids last night.  Man, thank you!  It felt so freeing to not have to care for our children, and it allowed us to focus on just the two of us.  It was nice.  I haven't felt that for a long time :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My kids are really wonderful.  Morgan has pure, heartfelt laughter that makes me envy the carefree joy of childhood.  I just think of him speeding through the house laughing all the way, and then stooping down to talk to Eva, making her laugh.   There's something so sweet about them.  Thank goodness for children to help me grow up and be a man, to help me learn self-restraint and patience.  But more than that, it's wonderful having them because it's wonderful having them, because they are at once a part of me and apart from me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-5347007175388775880?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/5347007175388775880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=5347007175388775880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/5347007175388775880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/5347007175388775880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-grateful-for.html' title='I am Grateful For.....'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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-5070343585836331390.post-690773092390371649</id><published>2008-06-01T13:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T13:54:47.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BIRTHDAYS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Well I just realized that I didn't give any specifics about Morgan's Birthday. Well first we took him to PF Chang's and he gorged himself on rice, crab wontons, and THE GREAT WALL OF CHOCOALTE!!!!! Then we of course had to presents. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Morgan got a ton of books, I think like 60 in all, then his Great- Yaya bought him this really really annoying dog that barks and rolls across the floor. Of course it is like one his favorite things to play, and is on my top ten things I am praying for the batteries to die. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So if you have never been to PF Chang's or you have never ordered the GREAT WALL OF CHOCOLATE you are so missing out. It has to be some of the best chocolate cake ever and it sits on this enormous plate of homemade raspberry sauce. I am telling you it's divine.&amp;#160; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway, yesterday was my birthday, and I turned the big 23! WOO HOO! So I of course wanted to go to PF Chang's. Dinner was great! NO KIDS! Jake and I sat at our table for like 2 hours, then we raced to Nordstroms for me to buy some Make-up for my birthday. You have to love the expensive stuff, then it was off to the theater for &lt;em&gt;Prince Caspian.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;#160; Oh my goodness, it was so good. Loud, but Good.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Jake: &amp;quot;There is no need for this assault on our eardrums&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Me: &amp;quot;Can I quote you on that&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-690773092390371649?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/690773092390371649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=690773092390371649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/690773092390371649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/690773092390371649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2008/06/birthdays.html' title='BIRTHDAYS!'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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-5070343585836331390.post-3494497315257649463</id><published>2008-05-20T09:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T09:56:12.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've Been Tagged....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;1. List 3 Joys:My kids, Jake, Macaroni Grill.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;2. List 3 Fears: Drowning, Not having done enough for my exaltation, Not having taught the gospel to my children.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;3. List 3 Goals:&amp;#160; LOOSE ALL MY BABY WEIGHT! Go to the temple once a week like we used too, and make our bed everyday. hahaha&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;4. List 3 Current Obsessions: Shoes for both kids, Bows for Eva (everything has to match you know), teaching Morgan to use the potty.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;5. List 3 Suprising/Random Facts about myself: I grew up hunting with my dad, I love to read outside in the summer, I have had 2 kids in the space of 2 1/2 years of marriage. HHAHAHAA&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now I am supposed to tag 5 people..... Melinda Lanier, Amanda Swafford, Joanna, Brianna Dummar, and Tish Solomon. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Good Luck!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-3494497315257649463?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/3494497315257649463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=3494497315257649463' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/3494497315257649463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/3494497315257649463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-been-tagged.html' title='I&amp;#39;ve Been Tagged....'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-4412034110284054650</id><published>2008-05-20T09:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T09:36:26.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally I Figure it Out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So I have finally figured out how to change my background, from the boring blogspot. background. Except then when I changed it I lost all of my friends. Holy Crap! I could have killed someone. Then I turned to Jake and said &amp;quot;stupid programmers.&amp;quot; Which in our house is a pretty regular statement, considering Jake is a programmer.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;No, I'm not being mean. It's just an inside joke in the Toronto Family. That is between Jake and I. Anyway, any time anything goes wrong with any sort of web application or I can't make something work one or both of us says&amp;quot; stupid programmers.&amp;quot; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now if you have to sit through discussions about &amp;quot;code&amp;quot; like I do then you know if you lose your friend list when you change your template. The programmer who made it goofed up his code and sent your friends list a packin'.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Anyway, I have recovered from my heart attack, and have since hand written everyone's addresses down. So if the next time this happens to you just scream at the top of your lungs &amp;quot;STUPID PROGRAMMERS,&amp;quot; and I guarantee you will feel a smidgen better. Well it'll at least make you laugh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-4412034110284054650?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/4412034110284054650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=4412034110284054650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/4412034110284054650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/4412034110284054650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2008/05/finally-i-figure-it-out.html' title='Finally I Figure it Out...'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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-5070343585836331390.post-7413781044531148339</id><published>2008-05-12T23:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T11:15:44.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Time of Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;What a packed weekend and there is still more to come. Morgan turned two on Friday and then of course we had Mother's day too. Then my birthday is at the end of the month and at least 6 other people in our extended family.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Morgan is just so adorable. His vocabulary is growing day after day and today without me saying anything first he said Jesus during FHE. Major excitement on my part. It's amazing how much satisfaction you gain from your child's growth. I guess I am always worried whether or not we or I am doing a good job with raising our children, and yet all self doubt flies out the window when Morgan kisses Eva, or like tonight lights up when we talk about &amp;quot;Jesus.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;It's so amazing how much he likes FHE when we have FHE. We usually do pretty well at getting it done and yet after nights like tonight it makes you want to do even better at fulfilling the commandments when your kids enjoy learning even with as simple a lesson as &amp;quot; I am thankful for my body.&amp;quot;It's really cute because Morgan can't say &amp;quot;world&amp;quot; so when you ask him what &amp;quot;Jesus&amp;quot; made he says &amp;quot; the ball.&amp;quot; I love it!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;In other really exciting news, Friday is Jake and Morgan's first Father son outing. They are planning camping and everything with the ward. They are both so excited.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Eva is doing really well with her stomach to back rolling now, and is finally enjoying her tummy time. We started feeding her baby food and she absolutely loves it. She loves it when Morgan attempts to play with her, and they love talking to each other in the car. That's really funny to see.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I love my little family and I can't wait to see us all grow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-7413781044531148339?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/7413781044531148339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=7413781044531148339' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/7413781044531148339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/7413781044531148339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2008/05/time-of-celebration.html' title='A Time of Celebration'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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-5070343585836331390.post-2950184335810304451</id><published>2008-05-01T10:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T10:46:38.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I survived</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Holy Cow that had to be the longest four days of my life! But I did it. I survived. I also single handedly put both kids on the same bedtime. NINE O'CLOCK!!!!!! There is just something about needing your own peace at the end of the day. I don't know about everyone else but I need that peace before two AM. Especially when you can't tag team your children.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So for the most part both Morgan and Eva have stayed to that schedule. Well to be honest mostly Eva has stayed to the nine o'clock bedtime. I think Morgan's problem is that even though he is tired he is so happy to be with Jake that he won't go to bed. BIG SUCKAROO! I just want to go to bed now, now that I know it's possible to go to bed and get up early. Now when I mean early I mean like eight. But still not sleeping half the day because we were up til two.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Will I ever find the peace again.........who knows......&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Now just a note to all those who have known Jake and I for a while. Morgan is having his second birthday. Can you believe he is already two. We certainly can't. I feel like we just had him. I feel like I just had Morgan and I just barley found out I was pregnant with Eva, and I just had her. But look Morgan is two and Eva is almost five months now. Time really flies, don't you think?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-2950184335810304451?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/2950184335810304451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=2950184335810304451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/2950184335810304451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/2950184335810304451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-survived.html' title='I survived'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-1052143316164640664</id><published>2008-04-24T19:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T19:39:11.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My GOSH!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;What am I going to do? Jake is leaving tomorrow for a conference, and I am on my own for four whole days! Every time he's gone out of town my family has been here in Utah I wen to Arizona.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; Jake made a joke about not envying me. So not funny.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;On a lighter note. We bought Morgan a train set that sits on a standing table for his 2nd birthday. Of course we couldn't make him suffer til his birthday in may. Soooooooo............................&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;He got to open early and he absolutely loves it. He will play for hours by himself. I highly recommend it. He always is playing when I am tied up with Eva which is immensely helpful. And all I have to say is play in your room and he runs away screaming &amp;quot; chooo.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Oh another really exciting thing, for the first time ever. Last week I was able to ask him where he hurt and He said ouch and pointed to his ear. I almost cried because I felt like I can finally communicate with him. Such a big step. I don't think our new neighbors could appreciate how exciting it was. They were like your happy he has an ear infection. I said of course not but he cold tell me did and that makes me happy. I think they still think its a little weird.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;For those of you who have kids older than mine, How much longer until he starts talking and doesn't stop?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-1052143316164640664?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/1052143316164640664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=1052143316164640664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/1052143316164640664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/1052143316164640664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-my-gosh.html' title='Oh My GOSH!!!!!'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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-5070343585836331390.post-8976881857558043633</id><published>2008-04-14T20:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T20:53:52.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's begun! Ahhhhhhh.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Can you believe it? Already, Morgan and Eva have started picking on one another. The other day Morgan was sitting on the bed with Eva and she was pushing him with her feet. Morgan would then start screaming. This was the first time I ever noticed he could say &amp;quot; stop it.&amp;quot; Needless to say Eva thought it was absolutely hilarious, and would laugh and put her toes back on his leg, Morgan would scream and Eva would laugh.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have so much to catch up on. Morgan's favorite and I mean favorite thing to talk about is his basketball. Even if he sees a basketball hoop and no ball he will tell you all about it. His other obsession would have to be dancing. Oh my goodness is that funny. I have never in my life seen a kid so young dance with so much rhythm. His favorite song...... are you ready for this.........&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;CLUMSY BY FERGIE&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;I have to tell you if your ever around remind me to have him dance, I don't think you will ever laugh so hard.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;One more thing. Like a lot of you I'm sure, I have been attempting to start some sort of food storage. Does anyone have any good ideas on what and how to store the food? I'm trying to avoid buying like 5,000 pounds of cracked wheat. It's to much work to try and turn that over. So I am storing flour instead. But what about canned foods and things like that, Do you know where to calculate how much food you need?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Let me know if you any ideas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-8976881857558043633?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/8976881857558043633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=8976881857558043633' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/8976881857558043633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/8976881857558043633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2008/04/it-begun-ahhhhhhh.html' title='It&amp;#39;s begun! Ahhhhhhh.......'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-4711150176026674666</id><published>2008-03-06T23:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T23:28:29.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling all American Idol Fans.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Morgan has called it again! So Jake and I have noticed that when we watch American Idol, Morgan dances to the contestants who actually sound good. No Joke! Like tonight when Katie was kicked off the show. While she was singing both last night and the previous night Morgan furrowed his brow and kept shaking his head and saying &amp;quot;NO,No, no.&amp;quot;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;So anyway, so far Morgan has called on every vote off. We'll see if he keeps it up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-4711150176026674666?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/4711150176026674666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=4711150176026674666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/4711150176026674666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/4711150176026674666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2008/03/calling-all-american-idol-fans.html' title='Calling all American Idol Fans.....'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-5560201561645261595</id><published>2008-03-06T19:51:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T23:13:29.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winter blues.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;A href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/R9DIWmUum1I/AAAAAAAAAEM/OCs5qf4P-m8/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;IMG id=BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174856262418864978 style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/R9DIWmUum1I/AAAAAAAAAEM/OCs5qf4P-m8/s320/039.JPG" border=0&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Well this winter has been exhausting with it's back and forth temperatures. Leaving everyone restless and longing for spring to arrive. I can't wait for picnics and trips to the canyon. &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Does anyone else feel the same? I guess I'll have to get my warm fix from somewhere else. Jake and I are taking the kids to Tucson for Easter, where we will be greeted by the wonderful year round warmth of Arizona. 70 degree weather! I am so excited for sandals and capris.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;In the meantime Morgan has found a way to get the exercise he so desperately needs. While I wait for it to warm up enough to take him to the playground, Morgan has found a new love of the treadmill. That's right Morgan loves the treadmill. He has even started to jog a little.&lt;br /&gt;If he doesn't get his daily fix, mommy can count on a day full of tantrums. It has got to be the most hilarious thing I have ever seen.&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-5560201561645261595?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/5560201561645261595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=5560201561645261595' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/5560201561645261595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/5560201561645261595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2008/03/winter-blues.html' title='Winter blues.....'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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/_z7oZ94X3cU8/R9DIWmUum1I/AAAAAAAAAEM/OCs5qf4P-m8/s72-c/039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-6393997440181122845</id><published>2008-03-02T19:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T19:37:42.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Cow! 2 months already......</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So it's been a while and the kids are enormous. Eva just had her two month Doctor visit and she is in the 95th percentile. She's 24 in already and is still growing like a weed. Morgan is still growing just as fast and unbelievably will be having his second birthday in May.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Morgan has started to potty train is doing really well. He even wakes up in the morning takes his diaper off himself and sits on his little potty and pees.Hopefully it won't take much longer of being on top of him every ten minutes to " go potty." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eva's blessing was 2 weeks ago and we are ever so glad to have that over with. There's something about the event of a blessing though that just really finalizes things. Do you know what I mean? She finally feels like an official member of the family.....here to stay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Morgan LOVES being an older brother. Especially if he gets to pop Eva's toes when I am not looking. He's always trying to feed Eva and bring her a blanket when she cries. He really is adorable to watch with her. It's so neat to see how much they both really love one another. Eva's face just absolutely lights up when she sees Morgan, and if you ask her if she loves her big brother she grins from ear to ear and coos like crazy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I always tell people one kid feels like playing house and two kids is a family. And you know what it's true. Jake and I really feel like a family now. Settled.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-6393997440181122845?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/6393997440181122845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=6393997440181122845' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/6393997440181122845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/6393997440181122845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2008/03/holy-cow-2-months-already.html' title='Holy Cow! 2 months already......'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-1915472620755438752</id><published>2007-12-28T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T14:39:56.792-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eva Annette Toronto</title><content type='html'>This is Eva (pronounced with a long A, like shave) after 10 hours.  She was born yesterday, Thursday, Dec. 27, 2007, at 9:22 p.m. Mountain time, weighing 7 lbs, 14 oz. and measuring 19 inches flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8a6e2f82a6994939" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-7293384828793264479</id><published>2007-09-28T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T23:24:03.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>12 weeks and Counting!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Holy Cow 12 weeks until we bring our beautiful baby girl home. We are so excited to have our Eva here on earth with us and finally with us in person. Morgan is getting more and more used to the idea of not being the center of attention. Several weeks ago he started kissing my stomach when we said Eva's name, and now he has started to say 'Baby'. Which for those of you who have children you know just how exciting it is for a new word in your kids vocabulary. The thought of another baby is slightly nerve racking but the excitement of having another spirit here on earth and sealed to us is the greatest feeling and blessing of all.&lt;br /&gt;We just got back from Vegas where Jake was helping to run a conference. Now Jake is preparing to go to Ottawa in 2 weeks where he will be gone for a whole week, while Morgan and I go to Arizona for the week to visit both Grandparents and Great-Grandparents. Morgan is beyond thrilled to visit his Grandpa's. &lt;br /&gt;It's always so nice to see and visit with family. I forget how much I miss living near my parents until I see them. I hope someday Jake and I will have left the same impression upon our kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-7293384828793264479?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/7293384828793264479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=7293384828793264479' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/7293384828793264479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/7293384828793264479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2007/09/12-weeks-and-counting.html' title='12 weeks and Counting!!!!!'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-4683055076712698722</id><published>2007-09-28T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T23:03:39.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/59ZX5qdIEB0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/59ZX5qdIEB0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-4683055076712698722?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/4683055076712698722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=4683055076712698722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/4683055076712698722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/4683055076712698722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post_28.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-1445010210312205953</id><published>2007-09-05T16:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T16:33:13.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WGOohBytKTU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WGOohBytKTU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-1445010210312205953?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/1445010210312205953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=1445010210312205953' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/1445010210312205953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/1445010210312205953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-8609585309621833110</id><published>2007-08-28T23:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T23:36:05.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S A GIRL!</title><content type='html'>Well we found out we are having a girl and Jake and I are just beyond excitement. We are so happy to have one of each now. And I just can't stop buying pink! No princess stuff yet though, but I don't want to get that going to soon either. Morgan still doesn't quite get why my stomach fights back, but soon he discover he is not the center of attention anymore and when that happens watch out.&lt;br /&gt;Jake was recently put in cahrge of two different conferences in the past month and just had one finish without a glitch. Very Very exciting.&lt;br /&gt;We are very excited about this weekends game and just as excited to see the Laniers. I can't wait to go to the Gelato shop together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-8609585309621833110?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/8609585309621833110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=8609585309621833110' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/8609585309621833110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/8609585309621833110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-girl.html' title='IT&apos;S A GIRL!'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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-5070343585836331390.post-7973195985952945809</id><published>2007-07-30T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T01:39:48.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>18 Weeks and counting....</title><content type='html'>Well last night the funniest thing happened last night with Jake and Morgan, they went outside to play on the patio and Jake comes running in. Magen, Magen come here what does this smell like? Someone was smoking pot below us and Jake wanted me to confirm that it indeed smelt like pot. Anyway I guess you had to be there but it was absolutely hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morgan is bigger than ever now. In fact when he runs his cheeks jiggle. Oh and does he talk, some days I think will he ever run out of stuff to babble about, but it's yet to happen. I haven't exactly had the best month myself. Earlier this month I had to go to the Emergency Room in the middle of the night for an asthma attack and this weekend I had to go because I had a migraine for like 3 days straight. No fun, no fun at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little sister will be moving to Idaho in the next month to go to school. Which is exciting! I can't believe she's old enough to go to school now. Holy Cow I am getting old. Well I guess bye for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-7973195985952945809?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/7973195985952945809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=7973195985952945809' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/7973195985952945809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/7973195985952945809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2007/07/18-weeks-and-counting.html' title='18 Weeks and counting....'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-3055053985686624358</id><published>2007-06-18T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T01:41:31.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So it's been forever since we posted. So we have a lot to catch up on. I can't remember if we already told you but were pregnant again! Christmas is the expected date of arrival and we are absolutely excited about the whole thing. Two kids really makes you a family, established you know adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake got a job here in Utah. So we'll be here awhile. We moved this past weekend from WyView and are now living in a beautiful 2 bedroom 2 bathroom Condo. We love being in a real home. Now all we need is furniture....we pretty much gave it all away. But that's ok it's time for an updated look in our home anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister is coming to stay with us for awhile to help us get settled in, and help me with Morgan while I am on bed rest for the next several weeks. So I am excited about that. It's so fun to have my sister around even if we don't always get along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully Jake and I will start to become better about writing more frequently. But until then hope all is well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-3055053985686624358?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/3055053985686624358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=3055053985686624358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/3055053985686624358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/3055053985686624358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-its-been-forever-since-we-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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-5070343585836331390.post-8967651477565537721</id><published>2007-05-12T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T01:42:07.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well Morgan had a HUGE DARK CHOCOLATE FUDGE cake for his birthday! There was cake everywhere, but he loved it. I stated to get a little sick this week. The Perks of being pregnant right. I only have to wait 7 more months to enjoy my misery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jake is still looking for a job and so far that's all we are doing. Soon I am sure the search will be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend we had a reunion with the 203rd Ward, and it was so much fun to be back with everyone that we had made friends with. Happy Mother's Day to all of you girls out there! We love and miss you. We can't wait for Jenna and Andrew to get back. Sorry about the Jazz last night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5070343585836331390-8967651477565537721?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/8967651477565537721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=8967651477565537721' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/8967651477565537721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/8967651477565537721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2007/05/well-morgan-had-huge-dark-chocolate.html' title=''/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5070343585836331390.post-2291087848284616783</id><published>2007-05-05T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T21:51:13.569-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><title type='text'>Already One!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/RkLd3CnimaI/AAAAAAAAABE/24yxiP9YcE8/s1600-h/DSC01548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062852868783118754" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/RkLd3CnimaI/AAAAAAAAABE/24yxiP9YcE8/s320/DSC01548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/RkLd3SnimbI/AAAAAAAAABM/HmoWLAjfFzg/s1600-h/DSC01558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062852873078086066" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/RkLd3SnimbI/AAAAAAAAABM/HmoWLAjfFzg/s320/DSC01558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/RkLd3inimcI/AAAAAAAAABU/LdXHN_9jUVw/s1600-h/DSC01585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062852877373053378" style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z7oZ94X3cU8/RkLd3inimcI/AAAAAAAAABU/LdXHN_9jUVw/s320/DSC01585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Well&lt;/span&gt; Morgan is going to have his first birthday on Wednesday! Can you believe that! A year already. Morgan is so big and ready to take the world for a ride. We just bought him these sweet Reebok 80's tennis shoes. He is so adorable.Jake Graduated from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; last week, and now we are ready to start our new life. Vice President Cheney spoke at commencement along with President Samuelson. It was so wonderful to have all of our family in  town to help us celebrate.  We're excited to have our new blog that everyone can see and we really hope that we can do a good job. &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/5070343585836331390-2291087848284616783?l=jacobmagen.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/feeds/2291087848284616783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5070343585836331390&amp;postID=2291087848284616783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/2291087848284616783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5070343585836331390/posts/default/2291087848284616783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacobmagen.blogspot.com/2007/05/already-one.html' title='Already One!'/><author><name>Jacob and Magen</name><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/_z7oZ94X3cU8/RkLd3CnimaI/AAAAAAAAABE/24yxiP9YcE8/s72-c/DSC01548.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
