<?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-3010868160469171632</id><updated>2011-10-17T05:40:13.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adventures of the Flying Squirrel</title><subtitle type='html'>"If we're to be the light that shines for all of man, then how can we light the way if we don't go to them? I believe to know God's Heart is to meet them where they are!" -Mercy Me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-2201424291652742541</id><published>2008-11-24T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T13:05:58.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO RUNNING IN THE HOUSE !!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>How many times have we been told... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and have told our children... &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; NOT to run in the house? &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Did we always listen? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Do they listen? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not always.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes our seemingly futile efforts fail, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and 'boo-boo's' happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a little guy who didn't listen, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he got his own souvenir scars.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps he'll learn from his mistake. Maybe.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SSsWmoF2L5I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/mkPy-gVqPdk/s1600-h/scars.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SSsWmoF2L5I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/mkPy-gVqPdk/s200/scars.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272332641620078482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't look too bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But perhaps he should keep this next photo handy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; to explain the way it happened!...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SSsW-u75_7I/AAAAAAAAAcY/ooxV9RwDcG4/s1600-h/scars+cause.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SSsW-u75_7I/AAAAAAAAAcY/ooxV9RwDcG4/s200/scars+cause.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272333055774293938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; OOOHHHHH!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;                      That's GOTTA hurt!!!! &lt;br /&gt;            (pic taken in the emergency room)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this picture should &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be on your refrigerator for &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your kids, grandkids, nieces and nephews&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and DAYCARE KIDS to see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-2201424291652742541?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/2201424291652742541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=2201424291652742541' title='31 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/2201424291652742541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/2201424291652742541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-running-in-house.html' title='NO RUNNING IN THE HOUSE !!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SSsWmoF2L5I/AAAAAAAAAcQ/mkPy-gVqPdk/s72-c/scars.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-1330371390290689324</id><published>2008-10-14T11:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T12:12:31.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A 1 year Old</title><content type='html'>So Neena and I have a 1 year old toddler!! Not a new born or even an infant...but a full-blown toddler! I hope you're as blown away as we are because we scratching our heads wondering where our 3 month old went and why he's walking, talking, and getting into EVERYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe that Neena was ever pregnant in the first place. I remember her walking around the corner of our bedroom with a look of shock on her face. We both screamed, jumped up and down and then cried. We were afraid of the journey we were about to take...even the bad days have been great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say time flies when you're having fun and I guess that's why this year has been a blur. We've accepted a job, quit a job, moved, said good-bye to friends, brothers and sisters; started a new job, bought a house...turned it into a home, lauged, argued, lauged some more, watched in amazement as this little blob turned into a real person, and prayed...Oh...my word have we prayed for this little guy. It's the best part of my day: putting Brodee down and asking God to watch over him, give him sweet dreams, to whisper in his ear what Brodee should be and to guard him from evil while we rest. We also pray for us to be the mother and father that God saw in us...to be just the parents that Brodee needs in this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is such an incredible boy. I've re-thought and challenged everything since he's entered my life. I love watching him and following him around as he discovers this world. I love it that he points to things with a questioning look on his face...then I explain it to him. I love it that he gets so excited over football on TV, that he dances to any song, that he cries when mommy leaves and claps when we both come home. I don't know what's in store in the coming year and beyond, but as I look back I see God, so I'll trust as we go forward that God is still very much in control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I learned about God this year is the understanding of God being a jealous God. I always thought that was out of character, for an infinitely loving God to be jealous. There's nothing Brodee could EVER do to diminish my love for him and even though, daily, I let go just a little more I will always run after him...he's my son, a part of me...where he goes, so do I. Brodee is my heart walking around outside of my body. When he chooses things over our relationship or that could damage pieces of it, I'd be jealous...but still so unbelievably in love with him and that's why I'd be jealous. So I try to live in such a way that shows my son that...that our choices do affect relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past year has been a blast and was as fast as one, too. Below are some of my favorite pictures from this past year, including several from his birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTj-_MrFdI/AAAAAAAAARY/zRslvT0bpv4/s1600-h/Bro1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTj-_MrFdI/AAAAAAAAARY/zRslvT0bpv4/s200/Bro1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257077336304195026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTj_iV9RcI/AAAAAAAAARg/Mg3-B7T4fAs/s1600-h/Bro2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTj_iV9RcI/AAAAAAAAARg/Mg3-B7T4fAs/s200/Bro2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257077345738376642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTj_giGCSI/AAAAAAAAARo/-HnQDQgFhpY/s1600-h/Bro3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTj_giGCSI/AAAAAAAAARo/-HnQDQgFhpY/s200/Bro3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257077345252411682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTj_qEpOpI/AAAAAAAAARw/limoygc-dCw/s1600-h/Bro4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTj_qEpOpI/AAAAAAAAARw/limoygc-dCw/s200/Bro4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257077347813243538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTj_3CYTMI/AAAAAAAAAR4/prPIaLfgue8/s1600-h/Bro5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTj_3CYTMI/AAAAAAAAAR4/prPIaLfgue8/s200/Bro5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257077351293406402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTkRUEoHDI/AAAAAAAAASA/OndXAdRMZUw/s1600-h/Bro6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTkRUEoHDI/AAAAAAAAASA/OndXAdRMZUw/s200/Bro6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257077651145235506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTkRTwRyiI/AAAAAAAAASI/JkBYB8K6cTU/s1600-h/Bro7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTkRTwRyiI/AAAAAAAAASI/JkBYB8K6cTU/s200/Bro7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257077651059886626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTkRsB6ciI/AAAAAAAAASQ/zozdxtx-Bug/s1600-h/Bro8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTkRsB6ciI/AAAAAAAAASQ/zozdxtx-Bug/s200/Bro8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257077657576305186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTkRhmj-UI/AAAAAAAAASY/ns5yvN4beMg/s1600-h/Bro9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTkRhmj-UI/AAAAAAAAASY/ns5yvN4beMg/s200/Bro9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257077654777231682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTkRnZrJBI/AAAAAAAAASg/losA7s4-33E/s1600-h/Bro10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTkRnZrJBI/AAAAAAAAASg/losA7s4-33E/s200/Bro10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257077656333788178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTkt8S9juI/AAAAAAAAASo/SEW5BhJq-Bs/s1600-h/Bro11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTkt8S9juI/AAAAAAAAASo/SEW5BhJq-Bs/s200/Bro11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257078142979116770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTkuEsrT7I/AAAAAAAAASw/3VyIwN49oxU/s1600-h/Bro12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTkuEsrT7I/AAAAAAAAASw/3VyIwN49oxU/s200/Bro12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257078145234456498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTkuPw7URI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FU9q3R1--bg/s1600-h/Bro13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTkuPw7URI/AAAAAAAAAS4/FU9q3R1--bg/s200/Bro13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257078148205072658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTkuJop6GI/AAAAAAAAATA/fsBGP8mRROQ/s1600-h/Bro14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTkuJop6GI/AAAAAAAAATA/fsBGP8mRROQ/s200/Bro14.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257078146559764578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTkucg_JdI/AAAAAAAAATI/PWstHdFjvsI/s1600-h/nov-Brodee+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTkucg_JdI/AAAAAAAAATI/PWstHdFjvsI/s200/nov-Brodee+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257078151627875794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTmCQr7AGI/AAAAAAAAATQ/ysPkm0COe9U/s1600-h/nov-dec+Brodee+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTmCQr7AGI/AAAAAAAAATQ/ysPkm0COe9U/s200/nov-dec+Brodee+082.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257079591561527394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTmCkbbNJI/AAAAAAAAATY/UmMw-iMFV_s/s1600-h/nov-dec+Brodee+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTmCkbbNJI/AAAAAAAAATY/UmMw-iMFV_s/s200/nov-dec+Brodee+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257079596861043858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTmC7SVW0I/AAAAAAAAATg/1D4tIa01Ifs/s1600-h/nov-dec+Brodee+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTmC7SVW0I/AAAAAAAAATg/1D4tIa01Ifs/s200/nov-dec+Brodee+042.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257079602996927298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTmDL1xiLI/AAAAAAAAATo/Zf6MreHzzAo/s1600-h/May+Brodee+2008+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTmDL1xiLI/AAAAAAAAATo/Zf6MreHzzAo/s200/May+Brodee+2008+062.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257079607440541874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTmDXwu8BI/AAAAAAAAATw/_keotABDxE0/s1600-h/Brodee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTmDXwu8BI/AAAAAAAAATw/_keotABDxE0/s200/Brodee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257079610640625682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTm9sIGKnI/AAAAAAAAAT4/1GKEFNgqo0E/s1600-h/Brodee+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPToqDW_LqI/AAAAAAAAAVY/I_dGv47WjHE/s200/1st+Birthday+%26+Sooners+037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257082474202082978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPToqUritcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/YriOAX0b4k4/s1600-h/1st+Birthday+%26+Sooners+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPToqUritcI/AAAAAAAAAVg/YriOAX0b4k4/s200/1st+Birthday+%26+Sooners+039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257082478851700162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPToqlXkPTI/AAAAAAAAAVo/uPKqjhjochQ/s1600-h/1st+Birthday+%26+Sooners+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPToqlXkPTI/AAAAAAAAAVo/uPKqjhjochQ/s200/1st+Birthday+%26+Sooners+041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257082483331317042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-1330371390290689324?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/1330371390290689324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=1330371390290689324' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/1330371390290689324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/1330371390290689324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2008/10/1-year-old.html' title='A 1 year Old'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SPTj-_MrFdI/AAAAAAAAARY/zRslvT0bpv4/s72-c/Bro1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-2268990151004927122</id><published>2008-10-02T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T10:21:34.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Burping, Scratching, and the like...</title><content type='html'>Ran across this today and thought it was too funny not to share. Below is an explanation of the Male race. Remember this is for laughs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always hear "the rules" from the female side. Now here are the rules from the male side. if you have already read some of these before it wont hurt to read them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn to work the toilet seat. You're a big girl. If it's up, put it down. We need it up, you need it down. You don't hear us crying about you leaving it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthdays, Valentines, and Anniversaries are not quests to see if we can find the perfect present yet again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we are not thinking about you. Live with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday = sports. It's like the full moon or the changing of the tides. Let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't cut your hair. Ever. Long hair is always more attractive than short hair. One of the big reasons guys fear getting married is that married women always cut their hair, and by then you're stuck with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping is NOT a sport. And no, we are never going to think of it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crying is blackmail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask for what you want. Let us be clear on this one: Subtle hints do not work! Strong &lt;br /&gt;hints do not work! Obvious hints do not work! Just say it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't remember dates. Mark birthdays and anniversaries on a calendar. Remind us &lt;br /&gt;frequently beforehand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most guys own three pairs of shoes - tops. What makes you think we'd be any good at &lt;br /&gt;choosing which pair, out of thirty, would look good with your dress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to us with a problem only if you want help solving it. That's what we do. Sympathy is what your girlfriends are for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A headache that last for 17 months is a problem. See a doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check your oil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything we said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument. In fact, all comments &lt;br /&gt;become null and void after 7 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you won't dress like the Victoria's Secret girls, don't expect us to act like soap opera guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think you're fat, you probably are. Don't ask us. We refuse to &lt;br /&gt;answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If something we said can be interpreted two ways, and one of the ways makes you sad or angry, we meant the other one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us ogle. We are going to look anyway; it's genetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can either ask us to do something or tell us how you want it done. Not both. If you already know best how to do it, just do it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever possible, please say whatever you have to say during commercials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christopher Columbus did not need directions, and neither do we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The relationship is never going to be like it was the first two months we were going out. Get over it. And quit whining to your girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL men see in only 16 colors. Peach, for example, is a fruit, not a colour. Pumpkin is also a fruit. We have no idea what mauve is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it itches, it will be scratched. We do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not mind readers and we never will be. Our lack of mind-reading ability is not proof of how little we care about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we ask what is wrong and you say "nothing," we will act like nothing's wrong. We know you are lying, but it is just not worth the hassle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask a question you don't want an answer to, expect an answer you don't want to hear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we have to go somewhere, absolutely anything you wear is fine. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask us what we're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as navel lint, the shotgun formation, or monster trucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have enough clothes and too many shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foreign films are best left to foreigners. (Unless it's Bruce Lee or some war flick where it doesn't really matter what they're saying anyway.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is neither in your best interest or ours to take the quiz together. No, it doesn't matter which quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in shape. ROUND is a shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men like sleeping on the couch, it's like camping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-2268990151004927122?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/2268990151004927122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=2268990151004927122' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/2268990151004927122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/2268990151004927122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2008/10/burping-scratching-and-like.html' title='Burping, Scratching, and the like...'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-8009734284437734051</id><published>2008-09-24T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T13:54:33.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whacha Think???</title><content type='html'>Cell Phones Key to Teens’ Social Lives, 47% Can Text with Eyes Closed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly half (47%) of US teens say their social life would end or be worsened without their cell phone, and nearly six in 10 (57%) credit their mobile device with improving their life, according to a national survey from CTIA and Harris Interactive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four out of five teens (17 million) carry a wireless device (a 40% increase since 2004), finds the study titled “Teenagers: A Generation Unplugged,” which probes how the growing teen wireless segment is using wireless products and how they want to use them in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impact on Teen Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A majority (57%) of teens view their cell phone as the key to their social life. &lt;br /&gt;Second only to clothing, teens say, a person’s cell phone tells the most about their social status or popularity, outranking jewelry, watches and shoes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In our High School Ministry we just banned cell phones. At the start of the school year we initiated a new policy that states, "At all Westover Youth Events cell phones are no longer allowed." The use of cell phones...mainly texting during classes, small groups, and worship was so bad that we decided just to remove the temptation. We had, for 10 months asked the teens to power off their cell phone and put it away, what they did was silence their phone and text in their pocket. So during worship everyone's pants were lighting up. Brings a whole new meaning to the saying "...or are you just happy to see me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our policy was met, surprisingly, with very little resistance...just one family. What we ask is for teens to either leave their cell phone at home, or in their car. Prior to entering our youth center teens are greeted by adults and asked to drop off their phone, if they neglected option one or two, into their huddle basket...so phones are divided by age groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know why I'm talking about this today, but cell phone useage, when it comes to teenagers is a necessity now more than a privilege and that just ticks me off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what are your thoughts???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-8009734284437734051?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/8009734284437734051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=8009734284437734051' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/8009734284437734051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/8009734284437734051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2008/09/whacha-think.html' title='Whacha Think???'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-2114786511533417131</id><published>2008-09-01T13:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T14:56:08.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My...</title><content type='html'>WARNING: if you're not interested in reading about my summer and are only here for picutres scroll down to the bottom and there will be plenty for you to enjoy. For you other freaks...read on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My summer is officially over and all that I can muster to say is, "oh my..." Since my last post, which was at the end of May, I've been in 3 states, at an elevation of just under 14,ooo ft. ABOVE sea level to 8 ft. BELOW sea level. I did my best all summer long to groom 4 amazing young people for full-time ministry (no matter where they decide to work), we said good-bye to 26 unforgettable seniors, spent a week killing ourselves to get closer to God and each other while hiking CO's highest peaks, spent a week in NOLA where some places have been untouched since Katrina...over 3 yrs ago! Who knows the extent of the new damage now from Gustav. We also did 3 weeks...with NO break worth of camps, several service days, worship times, hanging out, struggling, wrestling, growing, discovering, and maturing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This summer was a busy one that was worth every minute. my only wish was that my family could have been with me more, but (not so little) Brodee couldn't have survived most of the business and it would have distracted some of the things that happened. The youth staff at my church has spent the last week wondering where April went and we're scratching our heads trying to figure how September got here so fast! Right now were excited as we prayerfully prepare for another year of ministry. We miss those who have graduated but are SO excited about our new crews that have moved up. God did so much last year &amp; it seemed like all we could do is hang on and try to keep our eyes and ears opened. After taking some time to reflect, it looks like all God did was prepare the ground and foundation for some major construction this year and beyond. So I'm anxiously anticipating what's just around the corner...and like a child before Christmas I so desperately wish I could peek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year/summer was filled with ups and downs. Calls were made that hurt people in the short-term but helped so much in the long-run. I witnessed incredible acts of service, kindness, love, respect, and saw Jesus in the lives of our students several times; and then there were times where I felt ineffective, alone, and down-right hated. I also experienced personal successes and failures; and quite possibly accepted one of the biggest challenges in my life so far, from a great mentor...in the most unlikely place. I haven't made do on my challenge yet, It requires a lot of courage and I'm spending time gathering that courage. All I can say is God is big, and when He called me through Decceco this summer it was BIG. By the end it all fit, and the majority of our flock grew...including me, with the rest still sitting and contemplating the choice they have before them (let God groom you or don't).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of new things:&lt;br /&gt;Since leaving Arizona, having a baby, starting new job, buying a house, etc. etc. etc. my body responding in weird ways. So after meeting with my dr. and him telling me that I'm under a lot of expected stress with all that's going on, he suggested running. So that's what I do now and I love it! 4-5 times/week I run roughly 3 miles through the hills around our neighborhood. This exercise is great for my heart and has definitely calmed things down, but I do it more-so for my head and the stress now is all but "gone". So the busyness and stress of this "new" job is all expected and now better managed which has consequently helped my 'performance'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New thing number two is, I am the father of an almost one-year old!! It's blowing my mind because there is no way this child can be more than 3 months old...not 12!! He's doing so very well and was actually the ring-bearer in my sister-in-laws' wedding last weekend. He almost stole the show until Kecia walked in with Philip...what an incredible moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick aside:&lt;br /&gt;Kecia (sister-in-law) married Landon (new bro-in-law) Kecia is the Nichols' youngest daughter, so as Philip walked her down the isle, it was a last...the last time Philip and Jan would 'let go', they are officially empty-nesters. And as Philip choked his way through giving away the bride he did something amazing. He announced before a crowd of 300 that it was NOT just, "her mother and I" that gave her away, but God, her family, and everyone else that has worked and been responsible for raising Kecia. It was a tear-filled, joyous moment. And just before that, Kecia stopped the procession at Landon's father's side and she gave him a hug. Just a month or so ago Landon's family suddenly lost their matriarch...Landon's mother, and this day was especially bitter-sweet for Ronnie, Landon's father. He's was doing spectacular until he saw Kecia, then we all lost it as she paused (ON HER DAY) and embraced and comforted her father-in-law, who no doubt was having flashbacks to seeing his bride walk down the isle. It was truly the most beautiful moment of the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK...teary stuff over!&lt;br /&gt;Brodee Kade update: He's walking...kinda. As long as he thinks someone is holding his hand, little-bro can almost run, BuuuuuT if you let go, he's not so confident and begins to wobble. He's about 25lbs., half of Neena's height, says momma, dadda, whoa, and can even whistle! He also loves to dance, wave and throw toys. He's into everything, laughs at everything, loves everything. Becuase of Brodee's adventersome spirit he's also learning the word, "No." So far it's proving to be a painful experience for him. For one, he doesn't like to be told no, and when he disobeys the NO, it's followed with a swat on the hand or backside...hince the painful learning. He really is such and incredible little boy, we're so blessed by him and I for one am thankful every moment of the day because I sure do not deserve a family like I have. So I spend my time thanking God and doing my best to keep up with the greatness that is Neena and Brodee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now some pictures that cover the past several months. Some of trips, and some of family. Enjoy and I'll do my best to update...at least weekly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SLxaZ0OFn5I/AAAAAAAAAOg/i_I54cVVihI/s1600-h/New+Orleans+Day+3+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SLxaZ0OFn5I/AAAAAAAAAOg/i_I54cVVihI/s200/New+Orleans+Day+3+042.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241163465913376658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SLxaacAO3XI/AAAAAAAAAOo/AJNa03wy_jk/s1600-h/New+Orleans+Day+4+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SLxaacAO3XI/AAAAAAAAAOo/AJNa03wy_jk/s200/New+Orleans+Day+4+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241163476592680306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SLxaa3QJ4aI/AAAAAAAAAOw/TbhFnh8WQjw/s1600-h/New+Orleans+Day+4+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SLxaa3QJ4aI/AAAAAAAAAOw/TbhFnh8WQjw/s200/New+Orleans+Day+4+021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241163483907219874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SLxabKn_YBI/AAAAAAAAAO4/e6Yw6CQipdI/s1600-h/New+Orleans+Day+2+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SLxabKn_YBI/AAAAAAAAAO4/e6Yw6CQipdI/s200/New+Orleans+Day+2+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241163489107468306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SLxabsPSefI/AAAAAAAAAPA/wRxjB-fj-4I/s1600-h/New+Orleans+Day+2+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SLxabsPSefI/AAAAAAAAAPA/wRxjB-fj-4I/s200/New+Orleans+Day+2+051.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241163498130668018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SLxbsEYNo6I/AAAAAAAAAPI/arOhA_MSYuI/s1600-h/TREK08+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SLxeOLAadJI/AAAAAAAAAQo/g0iGYTY-gtU/s200/Brodee+and+Jackson+Wedding+018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241167663918118034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SLxeOb_7GsI/AAAAAAAAAQw/WngkIIVQYtg/s1600-h/Brodee+and+Jackson+Wedding+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SLxeOb_7GsI/AAAAAAAAAQw/WngkIIVQYtg/s200/Brodee+and+Jackson+Wedding+031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241167668479466178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SLxeOjw9txI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/R1v6gg8ZKPY/s1600-h/Brodee+and+Jackson+Wedding+025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SLxeOjw9txI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/R1v6gg8ZKPY/s200/Brodee+and+Jackson+Wedding+025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241167670564206354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SLxe6p2LvFI/AAAAAAAAARA/rn7o6lqJ-go/s1600-h/Brodee+and+Jackson+Wedding+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SLxe6p2LvFI/AAAAAAAAARA/rn7o6lqJ-go/s200/Brodee+and+Jackson+Wedding+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241168428110953554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SLxe60rVxNI/AAAAAAAAARI/vtJMcce-_zw/s1600-h/Brodee+and+Jackson+Wedding+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SLxe60rVxNI/AAAAAAAAARI/vtJMcce-_zw/s200/Brodee+and+Jackson+Wedding+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241168431018263762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SLxe7FIJ_tI/AAAAAAAAARQ/DetU6Xiy1bU/s1600-h/Brodee+and+Jackson+Wedding+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SLxe7FIJ_tI/AAAAAAAAARQ/DetU6Xiy1bU/s200/Brodee+and+Jackson+Wedding+014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241168435434094290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-2114786511533417131?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/2114786511533417131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=2114786511533417131' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/2114786511533417131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/2114786511533417131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2008/09/oh-my.html' title='Oh My...'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SLxaZ0OFn5I/AAAAAAAAAOg/i_I54cVVihI/s72-c/New+Orleans+Day+3+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-666207426861348776</id><published>2008-05-30T18:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T19:04:50.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where have the time went?</title><content type='html'>You'll have to excuse the poor grammar in the post heading...it's an inside joke about an old minister at my church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where have the time went? It's been by far the longest time between posts, over a month-and-a-half, and it may very well be the end of August by the next time I post again! Over the last month or so I've been to a college graduation, charity golf tourney (came in 6th out of 20), Been certified for pre-marital counseling, graduated/honored 26 high school seniors at church, welcomed 4 new interns, an intern retreat, and that's on top of my typical 50 hour work week. I'm also about to enter the busy season for the life of youth ministers (summer time) and it will be the busiest season for me by far...with tons of travel (2 weeks in Abilene, Marble Falls, Colorado, and New Orleans)! I am looking forward to this summer for many reasons but one is to simply get through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brodee Boy is getting H-U-G-E!! He's just shy of 8 months and is crawling all over the place, sitting up on his own, has 2 teeth in and working on 3 more from what we can see. He standing, with help, and starting to take steps. He's also laughing...ALL THE TIME, and beginning to "talk"...lots of "da", "ba", and "ma"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's been so long and will be even longer (most likely) by the time I post again, I'll shut up and get to the new pictures of the Brodster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SECtoiy49qI/AAAAAAAAANQ/3zQkCAj-y6c/s1600-h/May+Brodee+2008+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SECtoiy49qI/AAAAAAAAANQ/3zQkCAj-y6c/s320/May+Brodee+2008+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206352081286919842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brodee loves eating...and his high chair too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SECtpCy49rI/AAAAAAAAANY/BtWCCWCLtSQ/s1600-h/May+Brodee+2008+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SECtpCy49rI/AAAAAAAAANY/BtWCCWCLtSQ/s320/May+Brodee+2008+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206352089876854450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago we had a funnel cloud form over our house...this was the wall cloud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SECtpSy49sI/AAAAAAAAANg/Z4Qfq3kLzYg/s1600-h/May+Brodee+2008+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SECtpSy49sI/AAAAAAAAANg/Z4Qfq3kLzYg/s320/May+Brodee+2008+023.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206352094171821762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting up on his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SECtpiy49tI/AAAAAAAAANo/NxeaSY9WdQE/s1600-h/May+Brodee+2008+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SECtpiy49tI/AAAAAAAAANo/NxeaSY9WdQE/s320/May+Brodee+2008+034.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206352098466789074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crawling...he loves hitting and kicking the china cabinet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SECtqCy49uI/AAAAAAAAANw/Q1s9IO7XKOY/s1600-h/May+Brodee+2008+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SECtqCy49uI/AAAAAAAAANw/Q1s9IO7XKOY/s320/May+Brodee+2008+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206352107056723682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crawling some more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SECukSy49vI/AAAAAAAAAN4/U-TaaLx5BAs/s1600-h/May+Brodee+2008+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SECukSy49vI/AAAAAAAAAN4/U-TaaLx5BAs/s320/May+Brodee+2008+038.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206353107784103666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squeaky clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SECukiy49wI/AAAAAAAAAOA/YgH-MKmjviw/s1600-h/May+Brodee+2008+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SECukiy49wI/AAAAAAAAAOA/YgH-MKmjviw/s320/May+Brodee+2008+059.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206353112079070978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken today...he loves to swing...check out those chompers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SECukyy49xI/AAAAAAAAAOI/BPoMr9HWfyk/s1600-h/May+Brodee+2008+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SECukyy49xI/AAAAAAAAAOI/BPoMr9HWfyk/s320/May+Brodee+2008+045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206353116374038290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swinging with daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SECulSy49yI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/yzsXXzuz41w/s1600-h/May+Brodee+2008+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SECulSy49yI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/yzsXXzuz41w/s320/May+Brodee+2008+052.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206353124963972898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swinging with mommy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SECuliy49zI/AAAAAAAAAOY/JUgE4f2MQBI/s1600-h/May+Brodee+2008+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SECuliy49zI/AAAAAAAAAOY/JUgE4f2MQBI/s320/May+Brodee+2008+062.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206353129258940210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After chasing the ducks into our lake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-666207426861348776?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/666207426861348776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=666207426861348776' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/666207426861348776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/666207426861348776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2008/05/where-have-time-went.html' title='Where have the time went?'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/SECtoiy49qI/AAAAAAAAANQ/3zQkCAj-y6c/s72-c/May+Brodee+2008+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-2183082532469654584</id><published>2008-04-15T08:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T08:20:12.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript" src="http://s3.polldaddy.com/p/524437.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt; &lt;a href ="http://answers.polldaddy.com/poll/524437/" &gt;How will you spend your summer vacation?&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:9px;"&gt; (&lt;a href ="http://www.polldaddy.com"&gt;  polls&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-2183082532469654584?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/2183082532469654584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=2183082532469654584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/2183082532469654584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/2183082532469654584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-will-you-spend-your-summer-vacation.html' title=''/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-1557100960631041447</id><published>2008-04-04T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T16:10:39.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing Really New</title><content type='html'>So not much has been going on here lately, just the same 'ol, same 'ol. Brodee is doing something new everyday and he's this close (picture my fingers being really really close together) to crawling AND...AND sitting up on his own. Neena's doing GREAT as usual and I'm plugging away at church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're really enjoying Austin and the new home. Our church is amazing and I really feel out of place on the staff because they're all incredible people! Other than that things are in a groove right now and we're cruising along. Summer is fast approaching which means...well...I'll be gone. So for now I'm enjoying my family, my home, and my bed. I hope all is well with everyone, leave me an update in the response section.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-1557100960631041447?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/1557100960631041447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=1557100960631041447' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/1557100960631041447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/1557100960631041447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2008/04/nothing-really-new.html' title='Nothing Really New'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-3206532068372716732</id><published>2008-03-22T15:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T15:19:59.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Favorite Pic of the Brodster</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R-WFmwPCUTI/AAAAAAAAANI/YA6iCM0iImk/s1600-h/Mar2008+Brodee+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R-WFmwPCUTI/AAAAAAAAANI/YA6iCM0iImk/s320/Mar2008+Brodee+042.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180693847189115186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't toothless grins the best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-3206532068372716732?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/3206532068372716732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=3206532068372716732' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/3206532068372716732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/3206532068372716732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-favorite-pic-of-tne-brodster.html' title='New Favorite Pic of the Brodster'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R-WFmwPCUTI/AAAAAAAAANI/YA6iCM0iImk/s72-c/Mar2008+Brodee+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-4037425387734273630</id><published>2008-03-17T14:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T14:27:10.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poll of the Week</title><content type='html'>Make sure you're voting people...no blogstalkers. I know who you are!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript" src="http://s3.polldaddy.com/p/430343.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt; &lt;a href ="http://www.polldaddy.com" &gt;surveys&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href ="http://answers.polldaddy.com/poll/430343/" &gt;Take Our Poll&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-4037425387734273630?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/4037425387734273630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=4037425387734273630' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/4037425387734273630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/4037425387734273630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2008/03/poll-of-week.html' title='Poll of the Week'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-1345208315249146992</id><published>2008-03-12T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T11:15:27.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We love polls. Now Vote!</title><content type='html'>&lt;script type="text/javascript" language="javascript" src="http://s3.polldaddy.com/p/411884.js"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;noscript&gt; &lt;a href ="http://www.polldaddy.com" &gt;polls&lt;/a&gt; - &lt;a href ="http://answers.polldaddy.com/poll/411884/" &gt;Take Our Poll&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/noscript&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-1345208315249146992?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/1345208315249146992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=1345208315249146992' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/1345208315249146992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/1345208315249146992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2008/03/we-love-polls-now-vote.html' title='We love polls. Now Vote!'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-3544594871413171636</id><published>2008-02-18T20:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T20:40:14.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Firsts</title><content type='html'>So it's been a week or so of firsts around the Johnson household. Brodee is officially a roller now and LOVES it! He can roll, from his back, to his right or left onto his belly and then back. He's now figured out that he can roll to things like objects on the floor and his new favorite, the coffee table. Brodee has also moved up to the exersauser! He loved bouncing and pushing and tugging on all the things that light up and make noises. Brodee's also discoverd that he can make things make noises with his hands. So anything he gets his hands on he moves them back and forth and scratches...then he lights up when he hears the noise. Brodee also ate his first "solid" food tonight! We've now graduated to rice cereal...which is disgusting, YES I tried it...did you even have to ask? I won't put anything in my kid's mouth this isn't tested first...it makes life more fun anyways. Brodee loves the cereal as you'll see in the pics below. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brodee also is spending his first FULL NIGHT in his crib tonight. After Neena put him down, the first time, She bawled. It's no fun holding your wife in that state...but it was a very precious moment. Thank you God for a wife who loves her son that much! I mentioned the "first time" of putting him down...After he spit up, all over himself and the crib, we changed the sheets, put on new PJ's, and a diaper...gotta love solid food poop, we've now, finally, gotten him down for hopefully the final time. He slept a good bit and woke up mad because mom and dad weren't there to pick him up and play. It's the hardest thing to let your kid cry. Standing outside his bedroom door trying to convince yourself that its best not to rush in, swoop him up, and let him have whatever he wants. Mom and Dad are having just as hard of a time adjusting. It's going to be a long night for all of us. Neena remarked that he's too far away, as we're used to him sleeping next to the bed. I know he's ONLY 4 months old, but for his ENTIRE life he's been within arm's reach. My baby is already accomplishing his first in a series of leaving! Whoever said that Parenting was the greatest joy in life obviously forgot the first night in the crib.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other first that happened this week is the Johnsons finally broke down and bought an XBOX 360...no we did not pay full price, thanks to the Kimberlins. We also bought Guitar Hero 3 and I don't think we've turned it off once...we're pathetic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than the firsts, life is generally going well. Brodee talks ALL the time and its so funny! We'll try to get it on tape. He also loves playing and laughing...the kid is just a happy happy boy! The church and ministry is amazing. I get no grater joy than coming home and seeing my family, watching Neena be an UNBELIEVABLE mother and wife, and seeing Brodee grow way too stinkin' fast. Anything beyond this will be rambling and I get in trouble if I don't post pictures, so here's our boy. 4 months 26 in. and roughly 16 pounds! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R7pXU8TJ4oI/AAAAAAAAAMY/FI6YMXX3vUc/s1600-h/Feb2008+Brodee+Rolling+and+Rice+Cereal+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R7pXU8TJ4oI/AAAAAAAAAMY/FI6YMXX3vUc/s200/Feb2008+Brodee+Rolling+and+Rice+Cereal+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168539539656532610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R7pXVsTJ4pI/AAAAAAAAAMg/iMDkyZ2Tu20/s1600-h/Feb2008+Brodee+Rolling+and+Rice+Cereal+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R7pXVsTJ4pI/AAAAAAAAAMg/iMDkyZ2Tu20/s200/Feb2008+Brodee+Rolling+and+Rice+Cereal+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168539552541434514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R7pXWMTJ4qI/AAAAAAAAAMo/zQaYWPnLGkU/s1600-h/Feb2008+Brodee+Rolling+and+Rice+Cereal+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R7pXWMTJ4qI/AAAAAAAAAMo/zQaYWPnLGkU/s200/Feb2008+Brodee+Rolling+and+Rice+Cereal+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168539561131369122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R7pXWcTJ4rI/AAAAAAAAAMw/qEy31rVk7sc/s1600-h/Feb2008+Brodee+Rolling+and+Rice+Cereal+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R7pXWcTJ4rI/AAAAAAAAAMw/qEy31rVk7sc/s200/Feb2008+Brodee+Rolling+and+Rice+Cereal+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168539565426336434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R7pXXcTJ4sI/AAAAAAAAAM4/A2LVJloDL24/s1600-h/Feb2008+Brodee+Rolling+and+Rice+Cereal+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R7pXXcTJ4sI/AAAAAAAAAM4/A2LVJloDL24/s200/Feb2008+Brodee+Rolling+and+Rice+Cereal+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168539582606205634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R7pXrMTJ4tI/AAAAAAAAANA/L8X9sueyZxA/s1600-h/Feb2008+Brodee+Rolling+and+Rice+Cereal+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R7pXrMTJ4tI/AAAAAAAAANA/L8X9sueyZxA/s200/Feb2008+Brodee+Rolling+and+Rice+Cereal+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168539921908622034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-3544594871413171636?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/3544594871413171636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=3544594871413171636' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/3544594871413171636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/3544594871413171636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2008/02/firsts.html' title='Firsts'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R7pXU8TJ4oI/AAAAAAAAAMY/FI6YMXX3vUc/s72-c/Feb2008+Brodee+Rolling+and+Rice+Cereal+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-8677100846147402330</id><published>2008-02-06T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T15:30:41.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Random Things...</title><content type='html'>I have been tagged by Billy Burnett so here are 7 random things about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I've been stung by over 20 scorpions at one time.&lt;br /&gt;6. Everything has it's place and it's up to me to decide where that is. &lt;br /&gt;5. I have a Foosball Table in my kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;4. Thunder, Rain, Cold Weather and Snow excite me.&lt;br /&gt;3. I hate the telephone.&lt;br /&gt;2. I would wear superman under-roos if they made them in adult sizes&lt;br /&gt;1. I like watching HGTV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m tagging, my wife, Kyle Dugan, Elizabteh Carman, and Alyson Shirley.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-8677100846147402330?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/8677100846147402330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=8677100846147402330' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/8677100846147402330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/8677100846147402330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2008/02/7-random-things.html' title='7 Random Things...'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-5885906410097258490</id><published>2008-02-04T17:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-04T17:34:30.877-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retreats and Cedar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R6e5WUUplvI/AAAAAAAAAMI/HH7l6Fnioto/s1600-h/Middle+School+Retreat08+161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R6e5WUUplvI/AAAAAAAAAMI/HH7l6Fnioto/s200/Middle+School+Retreat08+161.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163299290867144434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Camp Hensel located in Marble Falls, TX and it's been the home of Westover Hills' retreats for more than 30 years. Needless to say, it holds MANY powerful and life-changing memories for lots of Westover members, young and old. I have spent the last two weekends at Hensel and had a blast. Two weeks ago was our middle school Winter Retreat and this past weekend was our high school Winter Retreat. We had a total of 152 people at the retreats and I think just about everyone ended up with the Flu or a sinus infection. This place is surrounded by blasted Cedar trees...I really thought about burning them all to the ground, root, seed...I hate cedar trees! Aside from the cedar and it's horrible nose draining affect on everyone, we had an amazing time both weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our theme this winter was "SOULD OUT" obvious playing off the phrase "Sold Out" like, "I'm sorry, sir but we're sold out of that item. The Middle School took the spin on being SOULD OUT by building others up; and the high school was Sould Out souls. We saw many light bulbs go off over the heads of several teens and have heard lots of positive responses from both teens and their parents. In short, great time, God moved in powerful ways, teens are working for a change in their lives which is blessing the lives of all those around them. I'm excited about the future in helping them and keeping them accountable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, for my Westover crew that reads: THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU to all the adults who were sponsors, mentors, cooks...GREAT FOOD!!!, prayer worriers, and Jesus for our teenagers. You guys were AMAZING!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R6e5W0UplwI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/1yFa1YtfSr8/s1600-h/Middle+School+Retreat08+115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R6e5W0UplwI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/1yFa1YtfSr8/s200/Middle+School+Retreat08+115.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163299299457079042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is an image of what two weeks worth of retreats, plus all the other ministry 'stuff' that happens in between, does to two youth ministers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-5885906410097258490?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/5885906410097258490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=5885906410097258490' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/5885906410097258490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/5885906410097258490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2008/02/retreats-and-cedar.html' title='Retreats and Cedar'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R6e5WUUplvI/AAAAAAAAAMI/HH7l6Fnioto/s72-c/Middle+School+Retreat08+161.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-4410054391239363895</id><published>2008-01-19T14:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T15:05:23.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Explanation of Pictures</title><content type='html'>Ok sports fans, I have 18 pictures in my post from yesterday and no explanation of any of them...so that's why I'm writing today...to explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Picture of the family in our living room on our way to church.&lt;br /&gt;2. Front of the new house.&lt;br /&gt;3. Entry way of new house.&lt;br /&gt;4. First fire in the new fire place.&lt;br /&gt;5. Daddy rocking Brodee for bed time.&lt;br /&gt;6. Picture of Brodee's room from door.&lt;br /&gt;7. Rocking Chair and book cases.&lt;br /&gt;8. D'Border in D'boy's room.&lt;br /&gt;9. Bed in guest bedroom...it's a queen!&lt;br /&gt;10. Dresser and artwork in guest room.&lt;br /&gt;11. Not really an entry-way table...but kinda. Confused? me too!!&lt;br /&gt;12. Dinning room. Don't worry, vertical blinds and lighting will change soon!&lt;br /&gt;13. Kitchen...which now has a Tornado Fooseball table in it! Jealous?&lt;br /&gt;14. My handy-work. This is the new Moen kitchen faucet that I installed, and it works&lt;br /&gt;15. Master Bed&lt;br /&gt;16. Master Bath...I know, the wallpaper is crazy and already being taken down!&lt;br /&gt;17. Another pic of Brodee's room: Changing table.&lt;br /&gt;18. Brodee and Dad playing XBOX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well there ya go. Have fun!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-4410054391239363895?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/4410054391239363895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=4410054391239363895' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/4410054391239363895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/4410054391239363895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2008/01/explanation-of-pictures.html' title='Explanation of Pictures'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-1421836740563239943</id><published>2008-01-18T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T14:53:44.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time No See!</title><content type='html'>So I was repremanded by one of my AZ friends about not posting in a while and not including pictures! Well, Trey, here ya go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5FHgJu0ucI/AAAAAAAAAJo/UoqJzYbDFTo/s1600-h/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5FHgJu0ucI/AAAAAAAAAJo/UoqJzYbDFTo/s200/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156981666009627074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5FHg5u0udI/AAAAAAAAAJw/86Za2GIdu6k/s1600-h/Neena+Birthday-New+House+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5FHg5u0udI/AAAAAAAAAJw/86Za2GIdu6k/s200/Neena+Birthday-New+House+041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156981678894528978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5FHhZu0ueI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/3MX1943Um3Y/s1600-h/Neena+Birthday-New+House+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5FHhZu0ueI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/3MX1943Um3Y/s200/Neena+Birthday-New+House+040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156981687484463586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5J_M5u0uuI/AAAAAAAAAL4/iuskOalK004/s1600-h/Neena+Birthday-New+House+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5J_M5u0uuI/AAAAAAAAAL4/iuskOalK004/s200/Neena+Birthday-New+House+055.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157324382925011682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5J_R5u0uvI/AAAAAAAAAMA/2o0wNJVSVlw/s1600-h/Neena+Birthday-New+House+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5J_R5u0uvI/AAAAAAAAAMA/2o0wNJVSVlw/s200/Neena+Birthday-New+House+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157324468824357618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5FHi5u0ugI/AAAAAAAAAKI/RqhxUqtQY6M/s1600-h/brodee%27s+room+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5FLApu0upI/AAAAAAAAALQ/4zmUbC8DkdA/s200/Neena+Birthday-New+House+050.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156985522890259090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5FLBJu0uqI/AAAAAAAAALY/ODcY1uUSeCE/s1600-h/Neena+Birthday-New+House+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5FLBJu0uqI/AAAAAAAAALY/ODcY1uUSeCE/s200/Neena+Birthday-New+House+034.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156985531480193698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5FSDZu0urI/AAAAAAAAALg/S2E6zoVE708/s1600-h/brodee%27s+room+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5FSDZu0urI/AAAAAAAAALg/S2E6zoVE708/s200/brodee%27s+room+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156993266716293810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5FSD5u0usI/AAAAAAAAALo/S84xBljI2sg/s1600-h/Neena+Birthday-New+House+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5FSD5u0usI/AAAAAAAAALo/S84xBljI2sg/s200/Neena+Birthday-New+House+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156993275306228418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-1421836740563239943?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/1421836740563239943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=1421836740563239943' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/1421836740563239943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/1421836740563239943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2008/01/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long Time No See!'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5FHgJu0ucI/AAAAAAAAAJo/UoqJzYbDFTo/s72-c/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-5186506170980913920</id><published>2007-12-19T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T08:02:27.074-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FYI</title><content type='html'>Just thought you should know that I could take on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.justsayhi.com/bb/fight5" style="display: block; background: url(http://assets.justsayhi.com/badges/149/929/fight5.glbz1szfzl.jpg) no-repeat; width: 296px; height: 84px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 42px; color: #fff; text-decoration: none; text-align: center; padding-top: 145px;"&gt;31&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;Find &lt;a href="http://www.medical-assistant-training-schools.org/ultrasounddiagnosticschools.htm"&gt;Ultrasound technician schools&lt;/a&gt; near you&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-5186506170980913920?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/5186506170980913920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=5186506170980913920' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/5186506170980913920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/5186506170980913920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/12/fyi.html' title='FYI'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-6232312220727176505</id><published>2007-12-11T19:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T19:56:22.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Survery '07</title><content type='html'>I was tagged (again) to do this Christmas survey. Before I do that I'll give an update on the house. We had the inspection done today and the inspector said that the house was "cleaner" and more well-kept than a new home (our house was built in '95). The roof is in perfect shape, no wood destroying insects were around or apparent, all appliances were in great working order, no water damage, no electrical problems, etc. There were a few things to be replace, only to get the house up to the 2007 code...we had an adendum drawn up, signed it and are checked off that if they agree to this then we're final on the sale...and the house will be OFFICIALLY OURS!!! More pics coming soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What kind of tree do you have?&lt;br /&gt;We have only the 'right' kind of tree...Artificial!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is your favorite Christmas movie?&lt;br /&gt;Elf, Christmas Story, and Polar Express.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is your favorite Christmas holiday food?&lt;br /&gt;Sausage Balls, Candy Canes, and Holiday Peanut M&amp;Ms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you use wrapping paper or gift bags?&lt;br /&gt;Neither...I use whatever is handy that will get the job done;)...typically its the store's gift wrapping people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do you have a nativity scene in your house?&lt;br /&gt;Growing up I did...but not currently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite Christmas song?&lt;br /&gt;Oh Holy Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is the most memorable gift you received as a child?&lt;br /&gt;He Man's Castle Gray Skull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What was the worst gift you ever received?&lt;br /&gt;probably some lame stocking stuffer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Most annoying thing about this time of year?&lt;br /&gt;That everywhere I lived it's 80 degrees during December...I mean, c'mon! Where's the snow???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Favorite thing about this time of year?&lt;br /&gt;Time off to be with family, and friends...well, my new favorite thing is being with the Bro-man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know tag ALL of my blog-stalkers!!! You know who you are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-6232312220727176505?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/6232312220727176505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=6232312220727176505' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/6232312220727176505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/6232312220727176505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-survery-07.html' title='Christmas Survery &apos;07'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-7439622729810289576</id><published>2007-12-10T14:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T14:51:37.525-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New House</title><content type='html'>Ok, so many people have called, emailed, etc. to see a pic of the new house and this is the only one I have! Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R13BY-fr90I/AAAAAAAAAJg/zFX3uGQzBqc/s1600-h/new+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R13BY-fr90I/AAAAAAAAAJg/zFX3uGQzBqc/s320/new+house.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142478984363898690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house is about 15 miles from the church building in a great neighborhood. It's 4 bedrooms, 2 baths, an open living and dinning area, dine-in kitchen, moderate front and back yards. The Master has a separate shower and tub, GIANT walk-in closet, plus a double-vanity, we also have a separate laundry room and an attached two car garage. It really is a nice house with plenty of room for us to grow into...that and we got a great price on it. All of our AZ friends would choke if they found out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The neighborhood has a fishing lake, play grounds, the outlet mall is about a mile away, great restaurants, new schools, and less than a mile from the freeways. Sooo, I think we did pretty good for first-time home buyers. I guess Neena and I are offically adults now: we've bought our own car, house, and have had a baby...I gotta say...I wish I was a Toys 'R' Us Kid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-7439622729810289576?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/7439622729810289576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=7439622729810289576' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/7439622729810289576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/7439622729810289576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/12/new-house.html' title='New House'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R13BY-fr90I/AAAAAAAAAJg/zFX3uGQzBqc/s72-c/new+house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-7047791606488362584</id><published>2007-12-07T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T10:57:40.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Runnin' &amp; Gunnin'</title><content type='html'>So it's been some time since my last post...I'm not going to appologize for that, my time has been split between new family and new ministry. My routine that I've stuck with since my late teens has been all but destroyed in the past two months. I really enjoy routine and it's been difficult for me to adjust, but adjusting I am! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's been going on with me? Well the family is doing VERY WELL! Brodee has blown past 12 pounds and is a little over 2 feet tall. Everyday he's changing! So when I get home from work it's fun to hang out with him and see what's new. Neena is also doing well...all post-partum checks have been great and she has been and continues to be an excellent mother. Brodee could not be more blessed. Church stuff has been incredibly busy, but we're having a ton of fun. It's amazing to see so many people that are committed to loving on teenagers, no matter what. It's taking some time to learn the new systems that this church uses, but I'm getting a lot of positive feedback and the teens seem to be responding well to the change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newest thing is: We're buying a HOUSE!!! It's in Round Rock...a suburb of Austin, and the house is 15 miles from the building. The house is 1750 sq. ft. with 4 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, a large dine-in kitchen, separate dinning room, and fireplace in the living room. The neighborhood is more than we could ask for, with parks, a lake, great schools, and seemingly great neighbors. Plus, with freeways close (I-35 &amp; MOPAC) I can make it to and from church in under 15 minutes. So, we're excited. We've just begun the offer process, so we're waiting to hear back from the sellers. So PRAY!! that this is a great house, with great neighbors, and is a place where we can make a great home and are able to be Christ to all around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news (with pics), Brodee is 2 months old today!! So enjoy the new pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R1mV8ufr9uI/AAAAAAAAAI0/YOUBla5KOWk/s1600-h/nov-dec+Brodee+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R1mV8ufr9uI/AAAAAAAAAI0/YOUBla5KOWk/s320/nov-dec+Brodee+080.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141305320125757154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rockin' the new chair!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R1mWQefr9vI/AAAAAAAAAI8/YjcxOfPXrik/s1600-h/nov-dec+Brodee+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R1mWQefr9vI/AAAAAAAAAI8/YjcxOfPXrik/s320/nov-dec+Brodee+082.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141305659428173554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flexing his strong arm after sitting up on his own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R1mWeOfr9wI/AAAAAAAAAJE/9U90Z4M94JY/s1600-h/nov-dec+Brodee+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R1mWeOfr9wI/AAAAAAAAAJE/9U90Z4M94JY/s320/nov-dec+Brodee+085.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141305895651374850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's all Man: notice the location of his left hand...I'm so proud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R1mWoufr9xI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Ew8TjtisADg/s1600-h/nov-dec+Brodee+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R1mWoufr9xI/AAAAAAAAAJM/Ew8TjtisADg/s320/nov-dec+Brodee+088.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141306076040001298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta learn to ride some time!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-7047791606488362584?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/7047791606488362584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=7047791606488362584' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/7047791606488362584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/7047791606488362584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/12/runnin-gunnin.html' title='Runnin&apos; &amp; Gunnin&apos;'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R1mV8ufr9uI/AAAAAAAAAI0/YOUBla5KOWk/s72-c/nov-dec+Brodee+080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-7065321749474129440</id><published>2007-11-10T10:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T11:08:08.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the McPhails</title><content type='html'>Some very dear friends of ours respectfully requested that I post more often. So this is for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being at at big church has some perks like...I just called David Crowder to see if his band would be interested in possibly coming to one of our quarterly youth rallies. It's kind of crazy because I was serious...before today I've always thought, "Man it'd be cool if one day David Crowder came to my church and played." Now I think, "wow, David Crowder actually may come to my church and play!" Craziness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do miss the small church stuff, too. Like when I worked from home...never talked to anyone and actually got all of my tasks done each day. I know that I'm the new guy at a very busy and often frequented church, so I know that people are wanting to come by and say hi, shoot the breeze, and talk about whatever. I enjoy that, because a month ago I was begging for interruptions...I say all this to say, be careful what you wish for. I do welcome interruptions, though...BUT I actually do have work to do, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this to say, it's been a fast, busy, and great week at Westover. My big task was to get a feel for my new role and get my office set up...both are done! We're having lots of fun and are excited about our VERY LONG future here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this made Michael and Julie's day better...thanks for dinner last night, you guys are awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. DON'T MOVE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-7065321749474129440?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/7065321749474129440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=7065321749474129440' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/7065321749474129440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/7065321749474129440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/11/for-mcphails.html' title='For the McPhails'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-1559054756601008944</id><published>2007-11-10T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T10:46:43.811-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RzX8gUUCr5I/AAAAAAAAAIs/qK5vdDba5bA/s1600-h/nov-Brodee+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RzX8gUUCr5I/AAAAAAAAAIs/qK5vdDba5bA/s320/nov-Brodee+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131284982597332882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-1559054756601008944?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/1559054756601008944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=1559054756601008944' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/1559054756601008944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/1559054756601008944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RzX8gUUCr5I/AAAAAAAAAIs/qK5vdDba5bA/s72-c/nov-Brodee+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-7398892714314799589</id><published>2007-11-08T18:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T18:56:13.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Settled</title><content type='html'>OK, so it's been a week here in Texas and at the new job and man-o-man has it been crazy...and fun...and just what we needed. The house is great, THANK YOU BILLY &amp; SHELA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RzPJWUUCr1I/AAAAAAAAAIM/lvpte0kJ2_w/s1600-h/nov-Brodee+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RzPJWUUCr1I/AAAAAAAAAIM/lvpte0kJ2_w/s320/nov-Brodee+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130665785752203090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to get a good pic of the 10-12 deer that hang out on the property but it's been too dark each time. Out of the group of deer there's a 10 point buck that's almost trophy size. I'd like to get a couple shots at him...one with a camera and one with a rifle:).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brodee is also doing incredibly well. At the doc's office today he weighed 9 pounds, 6 ounces and is 21.5 inches long. He's now ready for belly time and is progressing really well and way too fast for daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing about working is that I'm not home for most of the day and boy-oh-boy do I miss my son! Didn't know I could miss someone that bad, but I can't help it. I love my boy and can't stand to be without him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news...Brodee smiled for the first time tonight! Thank God I was home to see the first one. I was tickling him with one of his teething rattles and he finally lit up. We tried to get it on camera but below is the best shot we could get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also giving him some fish kisses...which I do everday when I get home, but today he thought my lips was a bottle and we got some cute pics of that too. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RzPLe0UCr4I/AAAAAAAAAIk/SfWVoOyiclM/s1600-h/nov-Brodee+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RzPLe0UCr4I/AAAAAAAAAIk/SfWVoOyiclM/s320/nov-Brodee+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130668130804346754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RzPLUUUCr3I/AAAAAAAAAIc/SjrtrPDZQ0E/s1600-h/nov-Brodee+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RzPLUUUCr3I/AAAAAAAAAIc/SjrtrPDZQ0E/s320/nov-Brodee+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130667950415720306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RzPLIkUCr2I/AAAAAAAAAIU/UU1KFy7gmyg/s1600-h/nov-Brodee+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RzPLIkUCr2I/AAAAAAAAAIU/UU1KFy7gmyg/s320/nov-Brodee+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130667748552257378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-7398892714314799589?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/7398892714314799589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=7398892714314799589' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/7398892714314799589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/7398892714314799589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/11/getting-settled.html' title='Getting Settled'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RzPJWUUCr1I/AAAAAAAAAIM/lvpte0kJ2_w/s72-c/nov-Brodee+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-98902118218796814</id><published>2007-11-02T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T21:43:29.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Heeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrre!</title><content type='html'>Just a tad over 1200 miles in 2 days and we're officially back in Texas again. The trip was long, filled with lots stops for diaper changes and feedings. BUT, Brodee did a GREAT job...slept most of the time and chilled in his car seat the rest of the time. Neena and Roxy (dog) did good as well. The movers actually showed up on time (more on that later). Our stuff is in and now we're &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;really&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The house is great...sits on a little more than an acre, the last two nights we've had deer in our yard! I'll put pics up later. For now, I'm in much need of rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My quick Rant:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate moving...with a passion. We've moved two times on our own and it was a nightmare. So this time we decided to outsource the moving...we hired movers. On the loading day the guys said, "I'll be there at 8 am. It takes me 3-4 hours to load" We said, "Sweet!" What actually happened: He showed up at 11:30 am, and wasn't done loading until 8:30 PM!!!!!!!!! We said....Can't really say it:). On unloading day, today, he said, "I'll be there at 9 am and it will take me 3 hours tops to unload." We said, "Yeah...right!" What actually happened: He showed up at 10 am and didn't finish until 5 pm. We said, "At least he was faster...ugh!" With all the garbage we put up with...I'm still glad we "outsourced".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok campers....night-night time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-98902118218796814?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/98902118218796814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=98902118218796814' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/98902118218796814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/98902118218796814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/11/were-heeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.html' title='We&apos;re Heeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrre!'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-2166652071354536160</id><published>2007-10-17T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T20:44:53.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures are working!!</title><content type='html'>OK, we've got few new pics of the little man up now. The first one is of Brodee's face when he's being burped. Second pic is of me imitating Brodee's burp face. The third pic is of Daddy and Brodee...check him out, he's throwin' his first peace sign. And finally the 4th pic is of Brodee in the "billiblanket"...he glows in the dark! Have fun...more updates to come soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RxbV4zkDf0I/AAAAAAAAAIE/fHxIXum_PAA/s1600-h/New+Brodee+Kade+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RxbV4zkDf0I/AAAAAAAAAIE/fHxIXum_PAA/s320/New+Brodee+Kade+012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122516798071340866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RxbVujkDfzI/AAAAAAAAAH8/oUCmt1Gmr7w/s1600-h/New+Brodee+Kade+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RxbVujkDfzI/AAAAAAAAAH8/oUCmt1Gmr7w/s320/New+Brodee+Kade+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122516621977681714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RxbVdTkDfyI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Fm0kAFCLGU4/s1600-h/New+Brodee+Kade+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RxbVdTkDfyI/AAAAAAAAAH0/Fm0kAFCLGU4/s320/New+Brodee+Kade+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122516325624938274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RxbVIDkDfxI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TCbKcd9UlWI/s1600-h/New+Brodee+Kade+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RxbVIDkDfxI/AAAAAAAAAHs/TCbKcd9UlWI/s320/New+Brodee+Kade+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122515960552718098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-2166652071354536160?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/2166652071354536160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=2166652071354536160' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/2166652071354536160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/2166652071354536160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/10/pictures-are-working.html' title='Pictures are working!!'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RxbV4zkDf0I/AAAAAAAAAIE/fHxIXum_PAA/s72-c/New+Brodee+Kade+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-1028416592725079122</id><published>2007-10-17T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T15:26:12.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 week update...Almost</title><content type='html'>OK campers, our little Brodee Boy is knocking down the 2 week door and doing very well! The Jaundice...gone. The weight...coming back (he lost a lot). Adjustment...happening, with force. Man can that kid produce some diaper funk! BUT, I want it known that I have willingly changed poopy diapers...without vomiting. The only thing we have to watch is his weight gain, Brodee's still not back to his birth weight but he's starting to gain really well now. So keep his weight gain in your prayers, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blogger is not letting me upload pictures right now, so come back soon for the new ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I've now update more than Cody Batten has...can somebody tell that guy to let us know how his kid is???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-1028416592725079122?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/1028416592725079122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=1028416592725079122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/1028416592725079122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/1028416592725079122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/10/2-week-updatealmost.html' title='2 week update...Almost'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-2148341121125831938</id><published>2007-10-12T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T20:00:52.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers are Welcomed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RxAzjDkDfwI/AAAAAAAAAHk/TbFtKtWJlmo/s1600-h/October+2007+Brodee%27s+Birth+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RxAzjDkDfwI/AAAAAAAAAHk/TbFtKtWJlmo/s320/October+2007+Brodee%27s+Birth+019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120649453665222402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my son, his name is Brodee Kade...He has/is Jaundiced. His Billirubin count is 17, out of 30. The doctors ordered a "billilite" blanket for him today that he has to be in for 24 hours/day until our doctor appointment on Monday. I'm asking you to pray, FERVENTLY, for my son...and for his mom and dad.  Neena and I are trying so hard to remain strong and saine...but it just seems like one thing after another. We've cried a lot today and prayed even more and we're asking for the blogging/friend communities help in petitioning God to make our son's Jaundice go away...FOREVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, please pray...as often as you can for little Bordee Boy and his Jaundice. He's also trying to get adjusted to being outside the womb, i.e. his bowel movements and losing weight...so make sure God knows that we care about Brodee and want him to be well. Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-2148341121125831938?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/2148341121125831938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=2148341121125831938' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/2148341121125831938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/2148341121125831938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/10/prayers-are-welcomed.html' title='Prayers are Welcomed'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RxAzjDkDfwI/AAAAAAAAAHk/TbFtKtWJlmo/s72-c/October+2007+Brodee%27s+Birth+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-1453213777888794551</id><published>2007-10-09T15:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T15:33:35.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Announcing: Brodee Kade</title><content type='html'>He's here! He's here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 10:51 am MST on October 7, 2007 Brodee Kade made his intrance into the world, weighing 7 lbs. 8 oz. and 20.5 inches long...and stole our hearts. We're home now and he's still doing fine. He has a little bit of Jaundice, and was circumsized today so he's out of it...and Mommy and Daddy are exhausted but doing well. Enjoy the pictures of our little Bordee boy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RwwABDkDfrI/AAAAAAAAAG8/yWw0XcPIEVY/s1600-h/Brodee+Kade+Birth+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RwwABDkDfrI/AAAAAAAAAG8/yWw0XcPIEVY/s320/Brodee+Kade+Birth+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119466894549810866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RwwANDkDfsI/AAAAAAAAAHE/UdEtraBHsgs/s1600-h/Brodee+Kade+Birth+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RwwANDkDfsI/AAAAAAAAAHE/UdEtraBHsgs/s320/Brodee+Kade+Birth+021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119467100708241090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RwwAcDkDftI/AAAAAAAAAHM/k5-YR0G9Cok/s1600-h/Brodee+Kade+Birth+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RwwAcDkDftI/AAAAAAAAAHM/k5-YR0G9Cok/s320/Brodee+Kade+Birth+027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119467358406278866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RwwAzzkDfuI/AAAAAAAAAHU/E4A1fygoNVg/s1600-h/Brodee+Kade+Birth+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RwwAzzkDfuI/AAAAAAAAAHU/E4A1fygoNVg/s320/Brodee+Kade+Birth+045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119467766428172002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RwwBXDkDfvI/AAAAAAAAAHc/sAAC4s2RCpg/s1600-h/Brodee+Kade+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RwwBXDkDfvI/AAAAAAAAAHc/sAAC4s2RCpg/s320/Brodee+Kade+045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119468372018560754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-1453213777888794551?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/1453213777888794551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=1453213777888794551' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/1453213777888794551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/1453213777888794551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/10/announcing-brodee-kade.html' title='Announcing: Brodee Kade'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RwwABDkDfrI/AAAAAAAAAG8/yWw0XcPIEVY/s72-c/Brodee+Kade+Birth+015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-2408302991766519860</id><published>2007-10-09T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T15:22:42.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're In! (3:00 am on Sunday 10/7/07)</title><content type='html'>At 9:36 pm MST Neena was called in to the hospital. We had just, and I mean JUST, returned from dinner with the in-laws…so we threw the bags in the car, prayed, and off we went. The drive down 17 and over the 101 wasn’t too bad, then we checked in, got Neena plugged in and we were off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately Neena began to shake, lost all her color, almost fainted…but the got her stabilized with some O2, gave her a shot of Visaril (sp?), then they broke her water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Rwv-wjkDfpI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PSRP0EynymQ/s1600-h/Brodee+Kade+Birth+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Rwv-wjkDfpI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PSRP0EynymQ/s320/Brodee+Kade+Birth+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119465511570341522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last hour she’s been have contractions at about 5 minutes apart…she’s also sleepy from the shot, so every 5 min she wakes up in pain…poor lady! The started her on an extremely slow drip of Pitocin to “trick” her body into labor. Right now she’s progressing well, and steady. Brodee’s looking good…Neena’s ready for him to be out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Rwv_BzkDfqI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ULd1JCkCSS0/s1600-h/Brodee+Kade+Birth+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Rwv_BzkDfqI/AAAAAAAAAG0/ULd1JCkCSS0/s320/Brodee+Kade+Birth+008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119465807923084962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray, Pray, Pray!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-2408302991766519860?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/2408302991766519860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=2408302991766519860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/2408302991766519860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/2408302991766519860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/10/were-in-300-am-on-sunday-10707.html' title='We&apos;re In! (3:00 am on Sunday 10/7/07)'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Rwv-wjkDfpI/AAAAAAAAAGs/PSRP0EynymQ/s72-c/Brodee+Kade+Birth+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-5675331726237051390</id><published>2007-09-25T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T19:36:57.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE...This is a Big One!</title><content type='html'>Neena has dilated to 2.5 cm and is 60% effaced. As mentioned before, Neena &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;is&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Group-B Strep positive...so the update is: Neena will be induced next week! The tentative dates are for Oct. 4, 5, or 6. Our doc has us scheduled at the hospital and we'll firm up the date at Neena's next appointment on Tuesday, Oct. 1st. WOW we're going to have a baby in 10 days...at the LATEST!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are we inducing...in case you're wondering? Because we live almost 40 miles from our hospital, both freeways are under construction, and Neena has Group-B Strep. The doc spoke to us today about this and how it would be the safest way to be sure Neena was in a controlled environment, closely monitored by docs, and be sure to be receiving all the antibiotics that her and Brodee needs to be sure that Brodee does not get Group-B. Also, this will NOT be a drug induced labor...NO Petosin (sp?)! Neena has progressed far enough that they will simply break her water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Neena is in her last week of pregnancy. We're both kind of in shock to KNOW when this is going to happen. After her doc checked Neena today she said that she really could go into labor at any minute so we're trying to keep Neena still, calm and not overly-stressed. So, please keep up the prayers for Neena and Brodee as we're at the very end of this pregnancy. The next post will more-than-likely contain pics of our little Brodee!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-5675331726237051390?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/5675331726237051390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=5675331726237051390' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/5675331726237051390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/5675331726237051390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/09/updatethis-is-big-one.html' title='UPDATE...This is a Big One!'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-8394744505750184466</id><published>2007-09-24T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T09:13:11.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breakdown #1</title><content type='html'>These always happen when I'm by myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent almost a week, since last Wednesday, in silence. Well, in as much silence as I could be in. Lots of thoughts began to rise to the surface: becoming/being a father, my wife's health and ability to go through delivery as strong, safe, and normal as possible, Brodee going through labor and delivery as strong, safe, and normal as possible; our upcoming move, transition, new job, new church, new friends, new home; my past...enough said. To say I'm scared is completely understated!! I'm petrified...so scared I don't want to move: physically, spiritually, emotionally. I can't really sleep, it comes in 30 mins to an hour spurts. So with all of that, I finally broke down this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the funniest thing. There I was, cleaning my office after packing it up and moving shelving, curriculum, signage, and equipment to the pulpit minister's office. I, as previously mentioned, was alone...in silence, listening to my thoughts and what I understood God was telling me (more on that later). It started as choking up: I'm saying good-bye to my best friends and people who have become family to me. Then It became a slow-but-steady stream of tears: I'm leaving what has been a healing place for me in ministry...still difficult at times, but nonetheless a healing place and a safe place. Then with all the thoughts of parenthood and the new, the unknown, the uncontrollable...I began to weep, I really lost it! Trust me, you would've laughed out loud and pointed at me...the Sissy. I know that some readers are waiting for me to screw up...because that's what I am to them, and I know that that day is coming. To others this blog is a waste because they know that with God, Neena, and other friends that we'll (Neena and I) be great parents...after all God hand-made Brodee just for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really just rambling now because I DON'T KNOW...and that scares me to no end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have dependency/trust issues. Those are my greatnes weaknesses. It's very hard for me to say, "OK LORD, here I am...all that you've made, and everything I have: past, present, and future, are yours. Where do you need me?" I'd rather say, "OK lord (notice that its not in all caps), here I am...and here's where I'm going, here's what I think will work...any questions?" I don't do well with unknowns. I like lists and explicit, detailed, instructions: i.e. Brodee should come with a step by step manual. I won't read it at first, but should I get in a bind...there should be detailed instructions on how to unwind my mishaps. Someone, in control, should tell me that Neena's going to be OK, not just during labor/delivery, but every time she says "have a good day" and walks out the door. My job should come with a life-time guarantee: Josh, you're Westover's new HS minister...if you'll take care of X, Y, and Z you'll have a paid position, and be well loved, taken care of, and secure until YOU're ready to leave many MANY years from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recognize that I'm beyond stressed. I've reached a precursory breaking point that has alerted me..."Um, Josh. You may want to back off a tiny bit. Slow down, and breathe. You're doing too much and your body is not used to it...yet."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe to be hearing God, in the deep end of the pool looking up at the high-dive...arms stretched out, assured look on his face, saying, "It's OK &lt;em&gt;Joshua&lt;/em&gt; I created you for such a time as this...JUMP! I'm right here and I will CATCH you." I, on the other hand, am clinging...white-knuckled to the ladder of the high dive, knees-a-knockin', heart-a-poundin' saying, "&lt;strong&gt;ARE YOU NUTS&lt;/strong&gt;?!?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, just wanted to let you know that I lost it today. I'm scarred. I would like for one of you to walk down my road, scout it out, and return assuring me that all is well and looks &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;very&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; good. So, who's up for it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, thanks for listening. Prayers are welcomed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-8394744505750184466?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/8394744505750184466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=8394744505750184466' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/8394744505750184466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/8394744505750184466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/09/breakdown-1.html' title='Breakdown #1'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-2673519897521560579</id><published>2007-09-19T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T13:27:57.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Waiting...</title><content type='html'>No baby yet, but thought I'd give a quick update to you all. Neena is 37 weeks today. At the check-up yesterday the doc thought that Brodee may have flipped into the breech position. After a quick sonogram, all is well...he's still head down. I want you all to please be in prayer for Neena and especially Brodee. Neena found out that she's Group-B Strep positive which means that her and Brodee will be given antibiotics during labor/delivery to ensure that our little guy doesn't catch anything. We'll also have to stay for 48 hours so they can observe Brodee. Other than that, all is well and we're just in the waiting game right now. Bags are packed and everything is by the door and ready to go as soon as Brodee decides hes' ready. Only a couple more weeks!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-2673519897521560579?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/2673519897521560579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=2673519897521560579' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/2673519897521560579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/2673519897521560579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/09/still-waiting.html' title='Still Waiting...'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-3486786248272243821</id><published>2007-09-07T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T17:00:26.082-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First Pics of Brodee...</title><content type='html'>Well, kinda...he's not here yet, still cookin'. But I finally was able to get Brodee's pictures into my computer.  There are two pictures, both are of his face...doesn't he have the chubbiest little cheeks? So, here ya go. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RuHldv3CsTI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Z8RvBZrkdp4/s1600-h/Brodee+prenatal+pics+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RuHldv3CsTI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Z8RvBZrkdp4/s320/Brodee+prenatal+pics+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107615751641149746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RuHlpv3CsUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0GvgZvwYlCs/s1600-h/Brodee+prenatal+pics+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RuHlpv3CsUI/AAAAAAAAAGY/0GvgZvwYlCs/s320/Brodee+prenatal+pics+006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107615957799579970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-3486786248272243821?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/3486786248272243821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=3486786248272243821' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/3486786248272243821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/3486786248272243821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/09/first-pics-of-brodee.html' title='First Pics of Brodee...'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RuHldv3CsTI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Z8RvBZrkdp4/s72-c/Brodee+prenatal+pics+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-1569946724468528134</id><published>2007-09-05T17:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T17:18:45.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>35 weeks and counting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Rt9Drv3CsMI/AAAAAAAAAFY/gOyG04JGURY/s1600-h/Neena+35+weeks+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Rt9Drv3CsMI/AAAAAAAAAFY/gOyG04JGURY/s320/Neena+35+weeks+004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106874921322197186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry guys, it's been a while...things have been a little busy around here lately. If you've read Neena's blog you've found out that we're moving! Having a baby! Starting a new job! Finding new friends! and Buying a house! ALL AT THE SAME TIME!!! Are we insane or what? Anyways, we were offered a job in Austin, TX, the church is phenominal from our point-of-view, and has an even better reputation. We weren't really planning or looking to move, God showed up and told us too. So we said OK! We announced our move to our church in AZ two Sundays ago and was that ever a tough thing to do! Everything is great here, we love it, love the people, love the community, everything...so why did we move? It's Brodee's fault. That's all I've got to say about that (Forrest Gump).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About the pic, This is Neena at 35 weeks...the pic was taken literally minutes ago. Brodee has dropped even further, so he's pretty close to 'staging'. The doc thinks that Neena may deliver about two weeks early. If that's true Neena will deliver in about 22 days! Everyone is doing great, Brodee is active and already has quite the personality...he doesn't like to be messed with. Like father, like son...crap! Neena is great, the room is ready, all we need is Brodee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a few more pics of Neena, Brodee's first chair, and his mobile. Be praying for a good and safe delivery, it's right around the corner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Rt9F0_3CsNI/AAAAAAAAAFg/AlfXtkergkc/s1600-h/Neena+35+weeks+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Rt9F0_3CsNI/AAAAAAAAAFg/AlfXtkergkc/s320/Neena+35+weeks+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106877279259242706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Rt9GJP3CsOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/CfffMwwebno/s1600-h/Neena+35+weeks+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Rt9GJP3CsOI/AAAAAAAAAFo/CfffMwwebno/s320/Neena+35+weeks+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106877627151593698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brodee's 'chair', it vibrates, plays music, has light show and toys! Can we say ADD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Rt9GXv3CsPI/AAAAAAAAAFw/f8cio5a90ts/s1600-h/Neena+35+weeks+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Rt9GXv3CsPI/AAAAAAAAAFw/f8cio5a90ts/s320/Neena+35+weeks+002.jpg" border="0"alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106877876259696882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brodee's crib mobile: We had to have teddy bears and sports stuff somewhere. Now it will be the last thing he sees before he nods off to la-la-land.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-1569946724468528134?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/1569946724468528134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=1569946724468528134' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/1569946724468528134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/1569946724468528134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/09/35-weeks-and-counting.html' title='35 weeks and counting...'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Rt9Drv3CsMI/AAAAAAAAAFY/gOyG04JGURY/s72-c/Neena+35+weeks+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-2018541584134858122</id><published>2007-08-26T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T23:53:55.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>33 Weeks/Finished Brodee's Room</title><content type='html'>Alrighty then, sports fans! We've made it past 33 weeks and still counting. Neena is still doing really well and looking VERY good! Brodee is more active than ever (hope that's not a sign of things to come). Health-wise, everyone's doing perfect. Brodee's room is complete...now we're just waiting to the little guy to arrive!!  I belive that Neena mentioned in her blog that we've started going to the 'baby classes' to get us ready for the delivery and taking care of our little guy. The classes are VERY educational...we laugh a lot, but it's more of that nervous laugh. Neena mentioned that she'd rather be surprised, I on the other hand, get a kick out of watching everyone squirm at the site of a baby shooting through the brith canal...it the shoulders popping out that get me. OUCH!! Below are a few new pictures of Neena at just after 33 weeks and Brodee's completed room. You'll notice that we've purchased our glider/rocking chair and a couple of book shelves to display our John Deere 'stuff' and books. Everything looks great and we're really excited about his room. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RtJ0M_3CsJI/AAAAAAAAAEg/iXjOXVcwAdk/s1600-h/P8250041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RtJ0M_3CsJI/AAAAAAAAAEg/iXjOXVcwAdk/s320/P8250041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103269094413742226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RtJ0V_3CsKI/AAAAAAAAAEo/JRTOnfQ2ha0/s1600-h/P8250039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RtJ0V_3CsKI/AAAAAAAAAEo/JRTOnfQ2ha0/s320/P8250039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103269249032564898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RtJ0ev3CsLI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1c1QnMiwgI4/s1600-h/P8250036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RtJ0ev3CsLI/AAAAAAAAAEw/1c1QnMiwgI4/s320/P8250036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103269399356420274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-2018541584134858122?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/2018541584134858122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=2018541584134858122' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/2018541584134858122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/2018541584134858122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/08/33-weeksfinished-brodees-room.html' title='33 Weeks/Finished Brodee&apos;s Room'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RtJ0M_3CsJI/AAAAAAAAAEg/iXjOXVcwAdk/s72-c/P8250041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-7864772637560936828</id><published>2007-08-17T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T10:02:10.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only 2 More Months!!!</title><content type='html'>So here's the Neener Beener with just a few more weeks left:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RsXSev3CsFI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jgV_V4a9l3Q/s1600-h/P8160031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RsXSev3CsFI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jgV_V4a9l3Q/s320/P8160031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099713578752192594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brodee is really starting to get big! At our last visit on Wednesday Brodee weighed in at 4lbs 11oz, so his est. birth weight at 40 weeks will be 7.5lbs to 8lbs and between 19 to 21 inches!! Thats pretty good-sized baby boy. The room is lacking one more piece of furniture, maybe two/three more if you throw in a table and book shelves. Here's what we have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RsXTYv3CsGI/AAAAAAAAAEI/YNRPSfsNABg/s1600-h/P8170033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RsXTYv3CsGI/AAAAAAAAAEI/YNRPSfsNABg/s320/P8170033.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099714575184605282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RsXThf3CsHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/6LeHnrShq_E/s1600-h/P8170034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RsXThf3CsHI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/6LeHnrShq_E/s320/P8170034.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099714725508460658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RsXT0f3CsII/AAAAAAAAAEY/FULDszAvI-8/s1600-h/P8170035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RsXT0f3CsII/AAAAAAAAAEY/FULDszAvI-8/s320/P8170035.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099715051925975170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you thought we were kidding about Brodee taking over!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-7864772637560936828?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/7864772637560936828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=7864772637560936828' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/7864772637560936828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/7864772637560936828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/08/only-2-more-months.html' title='Only 2 More Months!!!'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RsXSev3CsFI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jgV_V4a9l3Q/s72-c/P8160031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-375443737215286634</id><published>2007-08-16T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T12:56:09.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Case You Were Wondering</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.funflip.com/" style="color:white;text-decoration:none;font:normal normal bold 9px/normal Tahoma;padding:70px 0px 0px 21px;text-align:left;display:block;width:268px;height:73px;background:url('http://www.funflip.com/_images/quiz/transformers/btns/289x143_optimus.jpg') no-repeat;"&gt;I AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:24px;"&gt;70%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:12px;line-height:20px;"&gt;OPTIMUS PRIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.funflip.com/"&gt;Take the Transformers Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-375443737215286634?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/375443737215286634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=375443737215286634' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/375443737215286634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/375443737215286634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/08/in-case-you-were-wondering.html' title='In Case You Were Wondering'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-8486052372034683446</id><published>2007-08-13T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T16:29:18.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dems and Gay Issues</title><content type='html'>I read the article below this afternoon and it left me with mixed feelings. I have wrestled for a long time with the institution of marriage and who has most say in it. Is marriage an institution of the church or state? There are some very good arguments for both camps. With the 2008 Presidential election fast approaching, the gay issue is beginning to take center stage. My fear is that it's for votes and not a belief or values issue in the eyes of the candidates. If it was beliefs, how come there's not a homosexual candidate running or being pushed to run?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a supporter of heterosexual relationships, BUT that doesn't mean that hate homosexuals. I love the person, I think what they're choosing to do is wrong. If two people of same gender decide to get married, I don't think I have much power to stop it, and regardless of the level of their relationship...I WILL CONTINUE to love them and CONTINUE to NOT support what they're doing. If they need help, they can call on me. If they want a friend, I'm here. If you're looking for a vote in support of allowing same-sex marriages...I will not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has me torn because I feel like if I don't support the issue, gays will shut me off and out. I don't expect people to support everything I do, and when they don't, it doesn't affect my relationship with them. So read the article and leave your thoughts. Remember...this blog is about peace, understanding, humility, walking in the way of Christ, and playing nice with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, please note that the article is written by a human being with cetain beliefs etc. You'll notice that very shortly into the article. It sad how some people react. it also seems sad to me that the candidates won't fully support the issue but lead people on as if they do...again, feels like a vote capture than expressing values and beliefs...it's the same as telling a lie, to me. There are some very interesting quotes that will push several people's buttons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Five years from now, the marriage issue will be a non-issue."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a promise from former U.S. Sen. Mike Gravel, a supporter of same-sex “marriage” and one of six Democratic presidential candidates who appeared Thursday night on a homosexual cable TV channel, answering questions from a panel of homosexuals in front of an audience of homosexuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One by one, the candidates pledged their support for the homosexual agenda and same-sex unions during a forum broadcast live on MTV's LOGO network.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I have a track record of working with the LGBT (lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender) community," said Illinois Sen. Barack Obama, who went first. He stopped short of supporting same-sex "marriage," as did the other frontrunners, N.Y. Sen. Hillary Clinton and former Sen. John Edwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Those rights should be available to gay and lesbian couples," Edwards said. He also said he wants public schools to teach young kids why some children have two mommies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clinton called the proposed federal marriage amendment "a terrifying prospect," "mean-spirited, divisive" and "a strictly cynical political ploy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the only surprising moment of the evening, New Mexico Gov. Bill Richardson was asked if he considered homosexuality a choice, and he said he did. Panelist and singer Melissa Etheridge suggested he didn't understand the question and asked it again. Richardson repeated his belief that it is a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richardson later elaborated in a statement issued by his campaign: "Let me be clear — I do not believe that sexual orientation or gender identity happen by choice."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the first time presidential candidates have devoted a debate to the gay community and gay issues. It was sponsored by the homosexual-activist group Human Rights Campaign. The broadcast was sandwiched between the programs Small Town Gay Bar and Freddie Mercury: Magic Remixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The fact that this debate even took place reflects the wildly disproportionate extent to which a very few super-wealthy homosexual activists have commandeered the political machinery of the Democratic Party through their contributions and influence," said Caleb H. Price, research analyst for Focus on the Family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony Perkins, president of the Family Research Council, said, "These candidates would be better served accepting our invitation to reach thousands of values voters through The Washington Briefing, which, unlike this event, highlights issues that a majority of voters support — faith, family and freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If the Democratic contenders believe so strongly in their positions regarding same-sex 'marriage,' then why not attend our event and defend those beliefs? Or is it that Democrats have completely written off those who hold traditional values?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-8486052372034683446?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/8486052372034683446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=8486052372034683446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/8486052372034683446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/8486052372034683446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/08/dems-and-gay-issues.html' title='Dems and Gay Issues'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-1809570584924349930</id><published>2007-08-09T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T18:05:26.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the US</title><content type='html'>Regarding my last post...I bet more people were happier about Beckham's MLS debut than they were about Bonds eclipsing Hammerin' Hank's record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Rru5ErSJwdI/AAAAAAAAAD4/RDLQAP9aCrg/s1600-h/1079291591_MLS_Galaxy_United_Beckham_Soccerx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Rru5ErSJwdI/AAAAAAAAAD4/RDLQAP9aCrg/s320/1079291591_MLS_Galaxy_United_Beckham_Soccerx.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096870893289325010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight at 5:45 MST David Beckham made his MLS debut in the LA vs. DC game...in the rain (classic English style). LA was beaten 1-0...in the rain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-1809570584924349930?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/1809570584924349930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=1809570584924349930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/1809570584924349930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/1809570584924349930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/08/regarding-my-last-post.html' title='Welcome to the US'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Rru5ErSJwdI/AAAAAAAAAD4/RDLQAP9aCrg/s72-c/1079291591_MLS_Galaxy_United_Beckham_Soccerx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-4028212291119715721</id><published>2007-08-07T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T00:04:13.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RrlhzLSJwcI/AAAAAAAAADw/MEMlEDj_-ZY/s1600-h/0808070114_M_080707_bonds_576_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RrlhzLSJwcI/AAAAAAAAADw/MEMlEDj_-ZY/s320/0808070114_M_080707_bonds_576_6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096211985176576450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you were asleep: Barry Bonds hit #756 on a 3-2 pitch in the 5th inning, about 453 feet into Right-Center field. Way to go Barry...way to go. Bonds hit the 4-bagger off of Nationals' pitcher, Mike Bacsik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I feel about this: http://abcnews.go.com/Nightline/story?id=3452900&amp;page=1. The founder of Dominos Pizza builds his own community, in Florida, primarily around his catholic beliefs. I'm torn and don't really know why yet. Any thoughts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-4028212291119715721?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/4028212291119715721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=4028212291119715721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/4028212291119715721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/4028212291119715721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/08/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RrlhzLSJwcI/AAAAAAAAADw/MEMlEDj_-ZY/s72-c/0808070114_M_080707_bonds_576_6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-4300963536029511273</id><published>2007-08-02T00:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T00:24:52.358-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Close...Really Close</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RrGEVrSJwbI/AAAAAAAAADo/4ZNXBzKckmA/s1600-h/P7230019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RrGEVrSJwbI/AAAAAAAAADo/4ZNXBzKckmA/s320/P7230019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093998161463722418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, 10 weeks from today...that is if Brodee comes on his estimated due date. It's 70 days, which sounds like a lot, but the past 30 weeks have blown by...with hurricane force! I've been completely impressed with Neena during this pregnancy...She looks SO STINKIN' GOOD! With all the minor glitches, summer heat, work, grad. school, ministry/church stuff...she's really made me look bad, but that's my life. That's what happens when you marry over your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also been a tremendous blessing to watch her transform from little Neena, to little momma...she's going to be so great. Brodee is incredibly lucky that his mom is so great! And SO STINKIN' CUTE, just look at her!!! I really can't believe that we're about to have a baby. I get made fun of at least once/day for being so excitied, but I can't help it. I'm also totally scared to death. I really love our lifestyle right now of being laid-back and really happy-go-lucky...able to pick up and go wherever, whenever. But now, I couldn't imagine anything different than being a parent. I can't wait to see this guy, to love on him, teach him cool stuff, watch him learn, grow, etc. This is my life now and I don't want anything else...just a happy, healthy baby boy...and my hot lady!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please continue to be in prayer for Neena and Brodee. We're, as you can tell, in the final stretch. Pray that we're ready, that we're good parents, that Neena finishes this pregnancy safe, healthy and normal, and that Brodee is safe, healthy and normal. Thanks in advance! More later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-4300963536029511273?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/4300963536029511273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=4300963536029511273' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/4300963536029511273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/4300963536029511273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/08/were-closereally-close.html' title='We&apos;re Close...Really Close'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RrGEVrSJwbI/AAAAAAAAADo/4ZNXBzKckmA/s72-c/P7230019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-1289698687487543182</id><published>2007-07-25T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T13:17:52.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's Taking Over</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RqetQbSJwUI/AAAAAAAAAC4/AWEUKdFHkvI/s1600-h/P7250028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RqetQbSJwUI/AAAAAAAAAC4/AWEUKdFHkvI/s320/P7250028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091228401479041346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm still so very tired, but we're having way too much fun! We've had some family in town this past week which was all about Brodee. Neena had baby shower on Monday night...so I had a sports day. I went and played golf at Troon North Monument. Let me just say that the Monument course is the best course I've ever played on. If you have $75 lying around, go play the Monument...it's totally worth every penny! After golf we cleaned up and headed downtown to watch the D-Backs take on the Marlins. The game went back and fourth and finally the D-Backs pulled out 4-3 win over the fish-heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neena enjoyed her shower very much and apparently cleaned house. She came back with more than a car-load of goodies. We also had our crib delivered this week, so I've spent the last couple of nights putting cribs, strollers, etc. together. It's been a lot of fun and Brodee is now officially taking over our house. We used to not use about half of our house and now Brodee's stuff is now overflowing out of his nursery and bathroom. This kid...is already spoiled! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a few pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RqetcbSJwVI/AAAAAAAAADA/Z6Uhem2mNFc/s1600-h/P7250022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RqetcbSJwVI/AAAAAAAAADA/Z6Uhem2mNFc/s320/P7250022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091228607637471570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RqetpLSJwWI/AAAAAAAAADI/9dagrk9ksJ0/s1600-h/P7250024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RqetpLSJwWI/AAAAAAAAADI/9dagrk9ksJ0/s320/P7250024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091228826680803682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Rqet3bSJwXI/AAAAAAAAADQ/FnusyGlgUgY/s1600-h/P7250025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Rqet3bSJwXI/AAAAAAAAADQ/FnusyGlgUgY/s320/P7250025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091229071493939570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RqevZbSJwaI/AAAAAAAAADg/SLReay2Bqo0/s1600-h/P7250029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RqevZbSJwaI/AAAAAAAAADg/SLReay2Bqo0/s320/P7250029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091230755121119650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-1289698687487543182?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/1289698687487543182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=1289698687487543182' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/1289698687487543182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/1289698687487543182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/07/hes-taking-over.html' title='He&apos;s Taking Over'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RqetQbSJwUI/AAAAAAAAAC4/AWEUKdFHkvI/s72-c/P7250028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-396029129056548308</id><published>2007-07-16T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T10:31:18.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Days of Summer</title><content type='html'>I used to love that phrase, "The lazy days of summer," but evidently that person was not a youth minister or ever spent any time near a youth group. That, or they did and were smart enough to run for the hills and simply soak up the summer days in peace and seclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am exhausted! I have not been home all of July and it's only half way through and I'm going to be RUNNING for the rest of it. I was in San Diego for the first 4 days at a wedding, made a quick trip to Texas, then out to camp, so I was gone for another 8 days. Now I have 14 days left in July and will have 10 days of youth/church events to keep me more than busy. On top of that, family is coming to town for our baby shower at church. I just looked at August, up until school starts, and we'll be basically running until then too, without a chance to just stop. THEN, once school gets here we'll be only 8 weeks away from the estimated Birthday of Sir Brodee Kade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done this to myself haven't I...and I'm probably getting no sympathy from you all either. Half of you that read this blog are parents, and the other half are Youth Ministry friends. So, sorry for wasting the little and precious time that you had...now you know that I, too, am exhausted. When do these kiddos go back to school, so I can catch my breath?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know...this has been an AMAZING summer, so the exhaustion is WELL worth it. I have been a part of several baptisms this summer, heard stories that have literally left me speechless (on both good and bad ends). All that to say, Teens are searching, asking, praying, committing, being, and really doing a great job of figuring out their relationship with God and how that will play out in their daily lives. It's been a FANTASTIC summer...I just hope I have the energy for the rest of it. Only God knows what awaits us...I can't wait to see it. Is there any way to snoop...like we did before Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-396029129056548308?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/396029129056548308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=396029129056548308' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/396029129056548308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/396029129056548308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/07/lazy-days-of-summer.html' title='Lazy Days of Summer'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-3607342561732022710</id><published>2007-07-06T21:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T21:33:18.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weddings Are F-U-N!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Ro8U4lcZtvI/AAAAAAAAACI/ORNU_aUCAn4/s1600-h/P6300068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Ro8U4lcZtvI/AAAAAAAAACI/ORNU_aUCAn4/s320/P6300068.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084305466681046770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Billy and Ashley Burnett. They were married on June 30th on Coronado Beach (San Diego, CA) at sunset...B-E-A-UTIFUL wedding! We also had a great weekend of vacation in San Diego, so thanks Burnetts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the wedding we spent the day a Sea World and then the next day we messed around down town and toured the Midway...an aircraft carrier that's done a lot of stuff! Here's a few pics of the weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Ro8V01cZtwI/AAAAAAAAACQ/_ippPrXa518/s1600-h/P7010104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Ro8V01cZtwI/AAAAAAAAACQ/_ippPrXa518/s320/P7010104.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084306501768165122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Ro8WxFcZtyI/AAAAAAAAACg/bSMhaWaCUrM/s1600-h/P7010113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Ro8WxFcZtyI/AAAAAAAAACg/bSMhaWaCUrM/s320/P7010113.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084307536855283490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Ro8W6FcZtzI/AAAAAAAAACo/1Yhq5-O02Ck/s1600-h/P7010135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Ro8W6FcZtzI/AAAAAAAAACo/1Yhq5-O02Ck/s320/P7010135.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084307691474106162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Ro8XNFcZt0I/AAAAAAAAACw/X87MoMulRlc/s1600-h/P7020153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Ro8XNFcZt0I/AAAAAAAAACw/X87MoMulRlc/s320/P7020153.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084308017891620674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-3607342561732022710?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/3607342561732022710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=3607342561732022710' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/3607342561732022710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/3607342561732022710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/07/weddings-are-f-u-n.html' title='Weddings Are F-U-N!'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Ro8U4lcZtvI/AAAAAAAAACI/ORNU_aUCAn4/s72-c/P6300068.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-2872227025584538864</id><published>2007-07-05T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T13:53:24.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Best News...so far.</title><content type='html'>So today has been a GREAT day! For those of you who don't know, Neena had a T.I.A.-LIKE event back in March. After much blood testing it was determined that Neena had a genetic blood disorder called a "Protein-S Defeciency." You've probably heard of the drug Cumidin, a blood thinning drug. Well, because Neena is pregnant she had to take a therapeutic dose of a weaker blood thinner called, "LOVENOX." This came in the form of a 40mg shot that was to be taken each night. It's a painful shot, with an added burn. This was not good news for us because Neena doesn't like shots and it changed how we were to deliver...in short, Neena was a possible high risk pregnancy with a risk of bleeding too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were sent to a Parinatologist for a consultation to see if Neena was indeed going to be a high risk at delivery. The doc reviewed all of Neena's blood test results and asked several questions. After our visit she wanted to take a closer look because during pregnancy EVERYONE has a slight protein-s defeciency. WELLLLLLLLL...today we got a call from the parinatologist and she stated that Neena does NOT have a genetic blood disorder and therefore does NOT have to take the shots anymore. She is deemed a low risk and perfectly normal!!!!! YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to our normal OB/GYN today and Brodee is getting bigger and stronger. His little heart rate is perfect and Neena is tracking and gaining perfectly not a pound to small or big. SO ALL IS WELL!!! And to all who have been praying....THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, however, have a sinus infection...yuck. So I'm off to sleep and try and get better. Thanks again! And in case you're wondering about the title, the First best news was finding out that we were having a boy. There, now you may go and rest easy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-2872227025584538864?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/2872227025584538864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=2872227025584538864' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/2872227025584538864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/2872227025584538864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/07/2nd-best-newsso-far.html' title='2nd Best News...so far.'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-8033346047042390497</id><published>2007-06-27T22:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T23:25:20.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Conversation...That Left me Puzzled</title><content type='html'>I was having a conversation tonight with some of my teens and we were discussing what they would and would not invite their friends to. You know, church events. Well it got to the point where I started "encouraging" them all to invite their friends to a particular event. The conversation with a particular high school student, whose also a leader, went a little something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "So will you invite your buddies?"&lt;br /&gt;Student: "No. Cuz that's not where they're at."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Um. what do you mean?"&lt;br /&gt;Student: "I dunno, it just doesn't seem like it's something for them, so I don't like...wanna freak them out. You know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continued on but I was kind of blown away. This is also just one example of many similar conversations. I want teens to feel comfortable inviting their friends to church, but time and again I feel like I'm running into the "Church is not a 'safe' or 'good' or 'right' place to invite my friends." So are there some questions we need to be asking? Does the church, in general, need to take a look at itself and what it's doing? Are we about catering to those already 'inside' or are we about bringing 'outsiders' 'in'? Does it have to be an either/or system? To me, the first question has an obvious answer BUT, it seems like almost every church is having trouble anwering this question...and most of those church's are in a steady to sharp decline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the events and traditions that my particular "denomination" has, BUT. I hope, that as a leader, I will constantly and consistently keep asking: "Is this working?" I don't want to be tied to a program/event/tradition. I want to be tied to winning souls...and no, I don't mean winning other church's souls. I mean winning the unreached/outsider/unchurched souls. It seems so easy in my mind, but even I get in a groove...and admittedly, enjoy just doing things. But isn't that what Jesus warned the Pharisees about? I know I have a lot of work to do...I just hope that those I lead will step out in faith with me and be brave enough to change, because it's easy to just do things. But what, in life, is worth-while, worth fighting for, and easy at the same time? I heard a qoute once that relates to this, "In life, change is inevitable. Growth is optional." Is our culture changing with or without the church? Is what attracts people changing with or without the church? Are we, the church, willing to grow enough in order to change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Struggling, wrestling, thinking out loud, and being honest. What are you thoughts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-8033346047042390497?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/8033346047042390497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=8033346047042390497' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/8033346047042390497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/8033346047042390497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/06/good-conversationthat-left-me-puzzled_27.html' title='Good Conversation...That Left me Puzzled'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-3521564161300549195</id><published>2007-06-19T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T00:21:23.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ummmm....</title><content type='html'>Has anyone heard that I'm going to be having a baby soon? A boy! Which means I, Josh Johnson, am going to be a FATHER?!?! Doesn't that scare you...cuz I'm pretty sure I have no clue what's going on. I know that in three months we're going to have a little guy running around, permanently! I'm honestly scared to death, and excited all at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm scared of: &lt;br /&gt;1. Changing Diappers...seiously and with a boy coming, I get the smell of poop AND a fire hose with no warning-Double Whammy!&lt;br /&gt;2. Crying: Don't like it...at any age, and when a baby cries for a reason I can't figure out, I'm certain I'll lose it.&lt;br /&gt;3. late nights: I don't fall asleep early, but when I do, I want to stay asleep...I don't do interruptions well and learning is hard for me too.&lt;br /&gt;4. Keeping a human alive: for a couple of years...YEARS this kid's survival depends on me! Scary thought, I barely keep myself alive...Is anyone else scared, I'm scared, and you should be too.&lt;br /&gt;5. Fathering a Boy (Is that phrase correct?): I know boys are easier, I'm one too, but with flaws. I'm not wanting to raise a "perfect" boy/man, I just want to raise a good man...godly, self-sufficient, mature, brave, chivalrous, a leader, etc.&lt;br /&gt;6. Being a Husband, Father, and Minister (surrogat Father to lots of teenagers) all at the same time!&lt;br /&gt;7. Teaching my son to love himself and others.&lt;br /&gt;8. Teaching my son to submitt to God.&lt;br /&gt;9. Being a team player with my wife. I like the way I do things...most of the time. Neena and I are a good team with each other, now there's a kid and WEEEEEEEEEE have to raise it together.&lt;br /&gt;10. Teaching my son to "be" better than me...&lt;br /&gt;11. losing him too soon.&lt;br /&gt;12....There are many more, but those are the ones that I keep thinking about, almost daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons I know:&lt;br /&gt;1. This is not my son, He belongs to God&lt;br /&gt;2. life changes alot...and fast. I'll assume the same applies to parenting.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm the adult.&lt;br /&gt;4. Love...always, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;5. Actions have consequences, both good and bad, and my son needs to know, beyond a shaddow of a doubt, If I do _____, _____ will happen.&lt;br /&gt;6. As hard as it will be, I will let my kid fall so he can pick himself up (metaphorically).&lt;br /&gt;7. Along with #6...I will be there standing beside him, at all times, showing him the way.&lt;br /&gt;8. I will teach my son to tell the truth...but I realize that not everything he says will BE the TRUTH. I wish more parents would learn that one.&lt;br /&gt;9. God has a sense of humor...and it will probably bite me in the butt.&lt;br /&gt;10. Life will move way too fast, cherish each moment...TAKE LOTS OF PICTURES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes I'm scared, VERY SCARED. I want to be a really good dad. I know God made this little guy, hand picked him, just for Neena and I, so we have what it takes. I also know that, "having what it takes" will require some learning. God help me, help my wife, help my son. May we be a GREAT family! Surround us, lead us...give us opportunities to have faith in your plan. THANK YOU for my son, this very precious gift. Thank you for finding me worthy to raise a man, part of your creation. Father, Bless him. AMEN!&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;In some cultures, instead of giving gifts, those who have "been there" impart wisdom on the expecting parents. What a concept. If there is anything you know about parenting a first child, a boy, etc. I'm all ears. Oh, and pray for us, my wife, my son...they have a flawed husband and dad, and could REALLY use God's help;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-3521564161300549195?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/3521564161300549195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=3521564161300549195' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/3521564161300549195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/3521564161300549195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/06/has-anyone-heard-that-im-going-to-be.html' title='Ummmm....'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-8519695048372477495</id><published>2007-06-16T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T12:04:45.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a new man</title><content type='html'>Well not really, but I am now posting and working from a new mac book computer and I gotta say...I'M IN LOVE!!!!! It's crazy how much of a difference there is, BUT there is. I strongly encourage you to go out and get one...or have INSANELY cool people at the church you work out just drop one in your lap and say, "Here ya go! Have fun!" That's how it happened for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, this summer has been fairly busy so far with LOTS-O-youth stuff, baby appointments, plus the other mundane appointments and regular 'ol life stuff that keeps you busy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neena is doing really well, she's GROWING...and Brodee is moving quite a bit now which is so exciting. Everytime he moves Neena tells me, I go running to where she is hoping to feel the little guy move, but then he stops...lil stinker already has stage fright...so he totally takes after Neena. We did find out that he's gotta little of daddy in him last doctor's visit. The doc was checking his heartbeat and Brodee decided it was time to bob and weave. When the doc finally caught up with him Brodee kung-fued the monitor. It scared the doc and laughed...HARD! That's my boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New pics coming soon of Neena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calling all iPoders: send me your top five songs/artists that you like to listen to. I'm looking to widen my listening variety. So lets have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Josh Johnson, from mac land. So long PCers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-8519695048372477495?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/8519695048372477495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=8519695048372477495' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/8519695048372477495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/8519695048372477495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-new-man.html' title='I&apos;m a new man'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-5136821741860059632</id><published>2007-06-14T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T21:02:37.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>table bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0" cellspacing="8"&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.masquerademaskarts.com/memes/minicrest.gif" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt; &lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:black;"&gt; Emperor Josh the Bovine of Nether Wombleshire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.masquerademaskarts.com/memes/peculiartitle.php"&gt;Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; table&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-5136821741860059632?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/5136821741860059632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=5136821741860059632' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/5136821741860059632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/5136821741860059632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/06/table-bgcolorffffff-border0.html' title=''/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-6896789772218706916</id><published>2007-05-31T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T00:41:45.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming to a Sad Realization</title><content type='html'>So my wife has been pointing out this sad new reality to me for...well, years now. I think, deep down, I've become a country boy. Some facts that prove this: (1) I drive a truck, not just any truck but a BIG truck, with 4 doors, slightly lifted, towing package, big V-8, black, with a small Texas flag decal on the back window. (2) Country music just sounds good now, and truthfully has ALWAYS. Not just that, but I'm listening to it all the time now. UGH! (3) I own a pair of real cowboy boots...I know, sad but true. (4) My little boy's room is decorated in John Deere Tractors, Rustic Texas style lamps, art work, etc. (5) When I get mad, tired, and/or excited this really bad habit comes out of nowhere...they call it a southern draw. (6) I really enjoy Rodeos and would secretly like to be a Rodeo Clown. (7) I have dreams of owning land. (8) hunting, riding horses, Fly fishing...LOVE IT! (9) I've actually spent a lot of time working on my grandparents farm...OH YEAH, people in my family owned a farm! (10) My wife told me...so it must be true!&lt;br /&gt;So you see, My name is Josh...and I'm country. But don't think for one minute you'll get me in a pair of wranglers and a Cowboy hat...Noo-ooo sir!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-6896789772218706916?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/6896789772218706916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=6896789772218706916' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/6896789772218706916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/6896789772218706916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/05/coming-to-sad-realization.html' title='Coming to a Sad Realization'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-2845957699493479105</id><published>2007-05-22T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T13:05:54.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Means Go!</title><content type='html'>Sorry sports fans, this post is not a rant about how much I dislike the traffic in Phoenix. It's to let you all know that Neena's blood work and other baby tests came back, "NORMAL!" The tests plus the visual they got of Brodee were to see if there were any abnormalities, Downs Syndrome, birth defects, mental disorders, blood disorders, growth defects, etc. The test were negative and normal which means we have a healthy, strong, normal baby boy growing inside of the Neener!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that several of you as well as, Neena and  myself have been praying very hard for a Healthy, Normal, Strong baby and it looks like God has and is answering that prayer. So THANK YOU! and give a breathe a big sigh of relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More updates and pictures as they come. Thanks again!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-2845957699493479105?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/2845957699493479105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=2845957699493479105' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/2845957699493479105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/2845957699493479105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/05/green-means-go.html' title='Green Means Go!'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-5337265155274463613</id><published>2007-05-16T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T18:29:54.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a....</title><content type='html'>....who am I kidding you already know. We called most you and the rest would rather read my wife's blog than mine, and she's already updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just in case....We're having a...baby for sure. And after viewing today's sonogram we've decided that we were going to name our baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRODEE KADE JOHNSON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right, we're having a BOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't quite chest bump the doctor, so I did control myself. I did however jump higher than I've ever jumped before, then I just couldn't stop smiling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-5337265155274463613?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/5337265155274463613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=5337265155274463613' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/5337265155274463613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/5337265155274463613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/05/its.html' title='It&apos;s a....'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-76865961041776535</id><published>2007-05-15T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T22:55:33.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOY...or...GIRL!!!!</title><content type='html'>What kind of baby is ma-baby??? Well, I'm literally hours away from hopefully knowing that answer. Let me let you in on a little secret...I'M WAY TOO STINKIN' EXCITED!!! Just thought I'd throw that down...in case ya didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I can't sleep. It feels like it's Christmas Eve...only by this point on Christmas Eve I already knew about all my presents and I was just lying awake in bed running through my surprised look routine. I'm so bad at acting that I'm almost positive my parents knew.  I can't wait til my kid is old enough to snoop...total craziness!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All day today I've been thinking about what I'm going to do when they, HOPEFULLY, are able to tell us what the lil' peanut is.  I totally think I'm going to cry if its a girl. Why? Because I know I'll be beyond broke from now on.  That and I think the first thing I'll think of is taking Stephen C. place as my daughter's graduation party...won't be able to do it. Carman's you're already invited so you can laugh at me be tortured.  Now if I have a boy...I'll probably do that crazy man yell and chest bump our doctor...SHE may not like that, but I won't be able to contain myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the randomness. I'm way too excited. I get made of constantly for being so excited...are there any other dads out there that were like this? They were probably better at toning down the cheer. Oh well. I'm pumped. Can't wait! In 15 hours I'll post again and let you know what we know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-76865961041776535?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/76865961041776535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=76865961041776535' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/76865961041776535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/76865961041776535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/05/boyorgirl.html' title='BOY...or...GIRL!!!!'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-8185719077753135542</id><published>2007-05-02T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T14:27:47.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't like causing pain.</title><content type='html'>Well...for the rest of my wife's pregnancy I'll have to cause her pain each and every day of it. Because of the pregnancy her blood has thickened so that she has to be on a mild blood thinner. The dosage comes in the form of a SHOT! I hate this. My wife is always excited to come home and tell me about her day, now she has to come home and get an injection. I can't wait for this baby to be born!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for Neena, that the injections are as painless as possible and that the rest of the pregnancy goes smoothly and without any more hitches. Also pray for the baby, that it continues to grow well, and remain healthy and strong.  In case you're wondering, the injections do NOT affect the baby in anyway. This is a very mild blood thinning medication that reduces clots. Apparently Neena has inherited thick blood from someone in her family...although that is unknown.  Right now they're telling us that b/c of the pregnancy she has a higher risk of forming clots...therefore the need for the injections. After the pregnancy they'll review her blood again and most-likely she'll be back to "normal".  As much as Neena hates this...I feel I'm not far behind her. I don't like causing pain...especially to her. She too sweet and precious to have to go through this. BUT, she is VERY strong...I just hope I'm as strong. NO FUN!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-8185719077753135542?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/8185719077753135542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=8185719077753135542' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/8185719077753135542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/8185719077753135542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-dont-like-causing-pain.html' title='I don&apos;t like causing pain.'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-251119888536902614</id><published>2007-04-26T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T11:26:34.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>26 Years Young, or Old, or Closer to Dying!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RjDoyOYQVKI/AAAAAAAAABw/gQop9i1GzVk/s1600-h/Dallas-Baby+Shower+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057798331088000162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RjDoyOYQVKI/AAAAAAAAABw/gQop9i1GzVk/s320/Dallas-Baby+Shower+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So as of April 22&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; I am now 26 years old! It's one of those birthdays that's not really significant. The only realization you come to is that you're now closer to 30 than you are 20 which is kinda crazy, but again, NO BIG DEAL. Pictured here is a silly little thing that the members of my family made me wear during &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Neena's&lt;/span&gt; baby shower...which was on my birthday. I don't recall ever in my entire 26 years of living ever being forced, or willing wearing such a silly little hat...but as you can clearly see, I lost. It was sprung on me...Like A buck during rut going after the hottest doe...I was totally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;unaware&lt;/span&gt; of the schemes of my wife and her mother. They, like hunters in a blind, shot me when I least expected it! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Usually&lt;/span&gt; I'm pretty aware of others evil scheming but for some reason I was caught off guard. They say your senses weaken with age...I'll agree to that for on this day...I was taken down. Now I refused at first, but one evil-eye look from a very pregnant and lovely wife...it's like shot to the heart. I went down, right where she shot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RjDqf-YQVLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/e-3fA1gy5M8/s1600-h/Dallas-Baby+Shower+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057800216578643122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RjDqf-YQVLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/e-3fA1gy5M8/s320/Dallas-Baby+Shower+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After I was so ruthlessly taken down and forced to wear a silly little hat at a party that wasn't for me...ON MY BIRTHDAY. I schemed myself and talked my way into getting to eat at the man shack of all man shacks...BIG BUCK. This was my first trip to heaven and I gotta say it's quite nice and I plan on returning whenever I'm back in the great state of TEXAS (all other states may bow down in humble &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;submission&lt;/span&gt;). I was treated to a 22 ounce specially seasoned New York Strip steak, baked potato, and a trip through Bass Pro Shop which is joined to MAN LAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another part of my birthday was getting to go to a Ranger Game. This has become sort of a birthday tradition for me since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Neena&lt;/span&gt; took me to my first game when we were first dating some 7 years ago. The Rangers played the A's and won 7-0. The crazy thing about the game, besides it taking the Rangers 5 pitchers to complete the shut-out, was that so many people I knew were at the game! The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;kimberlins&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Thortons&lt;/span&gt;, and Crawford. Craziness...I wonder who else was there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all the birthday weekend was a BLAST! But even cooler than my birthday...was getting to see such AMAZING love poured out to our family and the much anticipated birth of our first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;child&lt;/span&gt;. We were thrown, as you already know, a baby shower and we were given SO MUCH STUFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RjDsd-YQVMI/AAAAAAAAACA/UJlpcrSHoaE/s1600-h/Dallas-Baby+Shower+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057802381242160322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RjDsd-YQVMI/AAAAAAAAACA/UJlpcrSHoaE/s320/Dallas-Baby+Shower+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is a picture of about 1/3 of the gifts given at our first of probably 3 baby showers! My favorite gift was a baby quilt hand sewn by one of the ladies at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Neena's&lt;/span&gt; church. You can see it at the bottom right of this pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great weekend! Awesome birthday, and Even better time with friends and family. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Until&lt;/span&gt; next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-251119888536902614?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/251119888536902614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=251119888536902614' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/251119888536902614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/251119888536902614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/04/26-years-yong-or-old-or-closer-to-dying.html' title='26 Years Young, or Old, or Closer to Dying!'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RjDoyOYQVKI/AAAAAAAAABw/gQop9i1GzVk/s72-c/Dallas-Baby+Shower+029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-7123512477289346605</id><published>2007-04-17T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T12:41:20.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Healing...</title><content type='html'>Updated:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time, and I mean EVERY TIME, I hear of someone's life that has come to a sudden end, I'm immediately transported back to the scene of the wreck where my sister was killed. Something that I've been trying to do since May 2, 1999 is to heal from that very painful loss. At times my healing affected my entire life. Then at other times I felt as though I was, "all better." But as I mentioned above, every-once-in-a-while, something triggers that memory and brings back those painful feelings. I have come to realize that you don't forget or "get over" the loss of someone. Healing is something that takes time, patience, and practice. So, in order to help those who are beginning the healing process, what does it mean to heal? How does one heal oneself? When does one heal? How long does healing take? Should they rest in being blessed by God because they're one of those who mourn? What if I can't heal...what then? These are questions that too many people are beginning to ask right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know of 33 families from yesterday's tragic shooting at Virginia Tech that are beginning the difficult process of healing. The entire VT Campus rallied tonight to begin "healing". There are countless families attempting to heal after losing loved ones in the Iraqi War. So many of my friends have buried brothers, sisters, fathers, mothers, daughters, sons, husbands, wives, cousins, and friends. When we speak about those times you can almost see the wounds left that are still very fresh and raw...not quite yet a scar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are one of those people whose had to say good-bye too soon. If you've been on that road to healing, please share. I ask that you ALL use the comments section to tell of how you healed and/or are healing. What is your story? How are you coping? Who knows, your story may help someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-7123512477289346605?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/7123512477289346605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=7123512477289346605' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/7123512477289346605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/7123512477289346605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/04/healing.html' title='Healing...'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-2624693807699737777</id><published>2007-04-16T12:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T12:37:06.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tragic day</title><content type='html'>I was shocked when I turned on the TV this afternoon to hear that an estimated 32 people were killed and another 21 wounded at Virginia Tech this morning. This shooting is the largest school shooting in U.S. history. You can read more about it &lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,266374,00.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I warn you, some of the pictures are graphic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be in prayer for the families of those 32 people, their friends, classmates, for those who were injured, and for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Virginia&lt;/span&gt; Tech University. Also, please don't forget to pray for the shooter's family as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The Lord is close to the brokenhearted..." "God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-2624693807699737777?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/2624693807699737777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=2624693807699737777' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/2624693807699737777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/2624693807699737777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/04/tragic-day.html' title='A Tragic day'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-7514424092298637172</id><published>2007-04-11T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T12:08:37.748-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's Popped!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Rh0wWMgDDCI/AAAAAAAAABo/xD8L_ZYOyGo/s1600-h/neena+13+weeks+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052247514850462754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Rh0wWMgDDCI/AAAAAAAAABo/xD8L_ZYOyGo/s320/neena+13+weeks+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So my wife officially looks pregnant now. YEA!!! This is a picture of the baby bump at 13.5 weeks on Easter Sunday. So many people are coming up to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Neena&lt;/span&gt; now saying, "She popped!" or "She has exploded." or my favorite, "My goodness you're getting big! Are you sure there's not two babies in their?" Which if there is I'm slapping all who have jinxed us...and forcing you to babysit! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Neena&lt;/span&gt; is looking cuter and cuter by the day! Every morning her belly is little bit bigger than the day before. If she has her back to you you can't tell she's pregnant...meaning she's not gaining any wait-at all! But once she turns to the side...WHOA DANG, LADY you have a baby in there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the picture! She's hot even when she's pregnant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Rh0uqsgDDAI/AAAAAAAAABY/CcvVDYhvHok/s1600-h/neena+13+weeks+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052245668014525442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Rh0uqsgDDAI/AAAAAAAAABY/CcvVDYhvHok/s320/neena+13+weeks+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Rh0uqsgDDAI/AAAAAAAAABY/CcvVDYhvHok/s1600-h/neena+13+weeks+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a close-up of momma and the baby bump.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Rh0wDMgDDBI/AAAAAAAAABg/MWegfMmKJz4/s1600-h/neena+13+weeks+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052247188432948242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Rh0wDMgDDBI/AAAAAAAAABg/MWegfMmKJz4/s320/neena+13+weeks+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And just in case you were wondering, my baby is growing well and doing fine, too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm such a dork!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-7514424092298637172?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/7514424092298637172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=7514424092298637172' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/7514424092298637172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/7514424092298637172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/04/shes-popped.html' title='She&apos;s Popped!'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/Rh0wWMgDDCI/AAAAAAAAABo/xD8L_ZYOyGo/s72-c/neena+13+weeks+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-3182827077770855185</id><published>2007-04-05T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T21:32:53.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy Like...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RhXJ0SkQRxI/AAAAAAAAABI/2JmlBhpsApk/s1600-h/Monarch07.1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050164457340159762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RhXJ0SkQRxI/AAAAAAAAABI/2JmlBhpsApk/s320/Monarch07.1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So here's one of the pictures I finally received from a friend of mine, who was obviously on the trip with us...since he took the picture. The picture is of me hitting my very first rail on a snowboard! You should've seen us before our first run at the rail, we were so nervous. Then, Marcus made it look so easy that I had to try. Once I rode it, then all the teens started trying. We all did really well considering. One of us took a nasty spill on the rail and almost broke his tailbone...thankfully he just bruised his pride, and hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ski trip was amazing and all who went are itching to get back quickly. The place we went was really good, too. It's Monarch Resort outside of Salida, CO. I had never heard of this place, but it was/is AMAZING. I highly encourage you to go check it out. If you want to take a group, look up White Diamond Ski Tours...best service I've ever experienced!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all the trip was AWESOME, we had the best snowstorm hit on the final day and by the end of the day we were boarding in knee-deep powder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you will appreciate this. After our trip I was really wanting a "bad weather" board. So I hopped on ebay and bid on a two year old KEMPER board. I won! Total cost $18.02. $1 for the board and $17.02 S&amp;amp;H. Is that cool or what??? The board has one ding in it...other than that it looks like it has hardly been used. For those who need specs it's a Freestyle 155 Unkle Als Militia board.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-3182827077770855185?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/3182827077770855185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=3182827077770855185' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/3182827077770855185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/3182827077770855185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/04/daddy-like.html' title='Daddy Like...'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RhXJ0SkQRxI/AAAAAAAAABI/2JmlBhpsApk/s72-c/Monarch07.1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-3385750229961321799</id><published>2007-04-04T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T12:49:39.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wisdom</title><content type='html'>For those who have kids, are about to have kids, thinking about having kids, and those who don't want kids but like to laugh at those who do. I received the following in an email this morning and it was too funny not to share. Sorry for no reference...there was none in the email. ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After creating heaven and earth, God created Adam and Eve. And the first thing he said was "DON'T !"  "Don't what ?" Adam replied. "Don't eat the forbidden fruit." God said.  "Forbidden fruit ? We have forbidden fruit ? Hey Eve..we have forbidden fruit! " " No Way !" "Yes way! "    &lt;br /&gt;"Do NOT eat the fruit ! " said God.&lt;br /&gt;    "Why ? "   &lt;br /&gt;"Because I am your Father and I said so! " God replied, wondering why He hadn't stopped creation after making the elephants. A few minutes later, God saw His children having an apple break and He was ticked ! "Didn't I tell you not to eat the fruit ? " God asked.&lt;br /&gt;   "Uh huh," Adam replied.&lt;br /&gt;"Then why did you ? " said the Father. "I don't know," said Eve. "She started it!  " Adam said.&lt;br /&gt;"Did not ! "&lt;br /&gt;"Did too ! "&lt;br /&gt;"DID NOT !  "   &lt;br /&gt;Having had it with the two of them, God's punishment was that Adam and Eve should have children of their own. Thus the pattern was set and it has never changed. BUT THERE IS REASSURANCE IN THE STORY ! If you have persistently and lovingly tried to give children wisdom and they haven't taken it, don't be hard on yourself. If God had trouble raising children, what makes you think it would be a piece of cake for you ?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS TO THINK ABOUT !&lt;br /&gt;1. You spend the first two years of their life teaching them to walk and talk. Then you spend the next sixteen telling them to sit down and shut up.  &lt;br /&gt;2. Grandchildren are God's reward for you not killing your own children.   &lt;br /&gt;3. Mothers of teens now know why some animals eat their young.  &lt;br /&gt;4. Children seldom misquote you. In fact, they usually repeat word for word, what you shouldn't have said.   &lt;br /&gt;5. The main purpose of holding children's parties is to remind yourself that there are children more awful than your own.&lt;br /&gt;6. We childproofed our homes, but they are still getting in.    &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;ADVICE FOR THE DAY:&lt;br /&gt;Be nice to your kids. They will choose your nursing home one day.  &lt;br /&gt;AND FINALLY: IF YOU HAVE A LOT OF TENSION AND GET A HEADACHE, DO WHAT IT SAYS ON THE ASPIRIN BOTTLE: "TAKE TWO ASPIRIN" AND "KEEP AWAY FROM CHILDREN"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-3385750229961321799?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/3385750229961321799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=3385750229961321799' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/3385750229961321799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/3385750229961321799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/04/wisdom.html' title='Wisdom'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-5528618992913928639</id><published>2007-03-30T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T11:56:42.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby Day!</title><content type='html'>OK, so this morning we had our OB/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;GYN&lt;/span&gt; appointment with our actual doctor, Dr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Laughead&lt;/span&gt; (Isn't that the funniest name?), it looks like laugh-head, but its said: La-head...weirdness, I know! Anyways, today we went in at 9:00 am to HEAR the heart beat on the Doppler machine, sorry no new sonogram pics. It took a couple of seconds but she found the heart beat!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Neena&lt;/span&gt; and I were so relieved to hear the heart beating well and the doc said that everything sounded perfectly fine and normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are scheduling another appointment sometime next week for the kiddo, I can't remember what the name of test is, but they're testing it for Downs-Syndrome, Then on April 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; we get our next pic of the kiddo and on May 14&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; we will hopefully find out if were having a Jaycee or a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Brodee&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank God for a good baby visit this morning! Continue praying for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Neena's&lt;/span&gt; blood test results. Thank you to all who have been praying...they're definitely being answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: I know that there are all these old/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ancient&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wives tales&lt;/span&gt; that talk about the heart rate and determining if its a boy or girl. I really don't believe in these things but just for fun, our baby's heart rate this morning was 148 bpm. I've heard that if its ABOVE 160 it's a girl, and BELOW 160 is a boy. Is that right? What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-5528618992913928639?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/5528618992913928639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=5528618992913928639' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/5528618992913928639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/5528618992913928639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/03/baby-day.html' title='Baby Day!'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-6784898629407790748</id><published>2007-03-28T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:56:56.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Again!</title><content type='html'>We're finally home!!!!!! Neena was discharged this afternoon at 6:00 pm. Diagnosis? Possible TIA which is sort of like a mini-stroke, she also may have thickened blood due to her pregnancy which created a small clot somewhere during our long bus ride (12 hours) on our recent Church ski trip. We have a follow-up visit with a Hematologist next week to go over all of her blood test results (18 total). We also have to go in to the Neurologist for an EEG which tests Neena's brain activity. All of these are precautionary test to further rule everything out. In short...Neena had a freak episode of some numbness which was most-likely caused by her pregnancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neena is doing great and has been since we were in the ER. She's glad she's home and I'm glad she's well and at home. We'll have a OB/GYN visit possibly later in the week to check on the baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're still asking for prayers that Neena's blood is not thickened, which would result in her having to take a shot once a week until the baby is born. We also ask for prayers on the health of our baby. We had to make a VERY difficult decision to have a CT scan of Neena's head...the Dr. said that the scan might possibly harm the baby. After speaking with the Baby doc and the ER doc we decided to have the scan. So pray that our baby wasn't affected!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More updates soon...for now, rest, in my own bed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-6784898629407790748?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/6784898629407790748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=6784898629407790748' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/6784898629407790748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/6784898629407790748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/03/home-again.html' title='Home Again!'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-2431153618279353827</id><published>2007-03-28T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T11:35:08.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update &amp; Confession</title><content type='html'>Well, we had to stay in the hospital again last night...UGH! They wanted to run a sonogram on Neena's legs and heart. About 5 minutes ago we finished those tests and we are now waiting on the Cardiologist to "read" them and tell us the results. We did get a preliminary result from the techs and they said that everything looked "great, " "normal," and that Neena had a "very photogenic heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neena is still doing well and is somewhat frustrated because she feels fine and is ready to be home. We did have to miss our OB/GYN appointment this morning because John C. Lincoln takes the sweet time on everything! Hopefully the results will come soon as will an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have a confession to make. Usually I'm the one in the hospital bed and Neena is patiently waiting on me. I however am not patient...AT ALL! I do have a reason for that; although, I don't think its a very reasonable reason. You see, Neena is my girl...my pregnant girl and to admit her into the hospital means something pretty serious could be happening, and to take two-and-a-half days to run a 5 tests is moving way...WAY too slow!! These people are NOT working their hardest and don't seem too concerned about it...and that's my wife there in the bed with a big "UNKNOWN" as her diagnosis. Get off your rear and get to work...or some heads are gunna role!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the confession is, I have not been nice to really anyone, especially the specialists. So if they had to answer the question, "has Jesus risen from the dead? Is there a gospel revolution taking place started by Jesus with His mission of Love God and love your neighbor?" If they had to answer those questions based on what they saw from me...I'm afraid their answer would be no. OUCH. I've always been an impatient person, especially when it deals with people I love. If you asked me to do something, I'd work my hardest, fastest, and do my very best. Maybe it's foolish of me to expect that out of others, but I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Neena very much and there's nothing I want more than for her and the baby to be OK, treated well, and be at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More updates soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-2431153618279353827?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/2431153618279353827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=2431153618279353827' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/2431153618279353827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/2431153618279353827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/03/update-confession.html' title='Update &amp; Confession'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-385191075131116087</id><published>2007-03-27T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T21:40:12.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NEEDED: Many Prayers</title><content type='html'>Blogger Nation, please pray for my babies! My wife began feeling some numbness on her right side on Monday night at 7 pm. It lasted for about 10 minutes and then went away. We were advised to go to the ER, "Just in case"...especially since she is 12 weeks pregnant. So we went and she was admitted under observation and for testing to make sure she isn't clotting or had a "mini-Stroke".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had several tests today: CT scan, 2 blood tests, urine tests, heart monitoring, a visit from a neurologist and a cardiologist. First thing tomorrow morning she has an echo cardiogram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We asking for specific prayers that the echo goes well and the see what they need to see, otherwise they have to send a scope down her food pipe WITHOUT sedation...b/c she's pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neena is doing VERY well. She ready to go back home, but we're both trying to be patient enough to allow them to thoroughly check everything out. We're also supposed to have a OB/GYN visit tomorrow to hear the baby's heartbeat, so pray that we're out soon enough to make that visit as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you! I will update as soon as we know something new. For sooner updates you may contact me (Josh) on my cell phone...if you know it. Otherwise you'll just have to wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-385191075131116087?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/385191075131116087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=385191075131116087' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/385191075131116087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/385191075131116087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/03/blogger-nation-please-pray-for-my.html' title='NEEDED: Many Prayers'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-7471332772049913141</id><published>2007-03-15T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T15:46:36.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be The Change</title><content type='html'>I don't know what you know about modern day slavery...me, not much, I know that it still exists and I am angered at that. But meet a 15 year old young man...that's right, a ninth grader who has written his own &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0310277566/ref=wl_it_dp/002-9211941-0230439?ie=UTF8&amp;coliid=I2NEIFLZH4ML83&amp;amp;colid=A5BNXSHLFAO6"&gt;book&lt;/a&gt;, started an organization called, "loose change 2 loosen chains," and is a procalimed modern-day abolishionist. The story was aired on GMA this morning...meet &lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/Video/playerIndex?id=2953597"&gt;Zach Hunter.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-7471332772049913141?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/7471332772049913141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=7471332772049913141' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/7471332772049913141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/7471332772049913141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/03/be-change.html' title='Be The Change'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3010868160469171632.post-8662405133948806143</id><published>2007-03-15T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T11:57:38.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Alive!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RfmVxs7KXcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/dZwIoMl8vok/s1600-h/Neenamaternity.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042225938923412930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RfmVxs7KXcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/dZwIoMl8vok/s320/Neenamaternity.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Neena's belly is growing...for all the right reasons. We are finally at the end of the first tri-mester and have two to go. Neena is feeling much better lately, still a little tired, but not as bad anymore. In two weeks we head back to the doc for our third appointment...this time we get to HEAR the heartbeat of our baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pic on the left is of Neena in one of her new Maternity shirts and as you can see, there is a "baby bump" and that is a technical term in case you were wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like each day it gets a little bit more developed, which is the coolest thing, for now...for me anyways. I have been able to hear the heartbeat, which makes Neena jealous. Both Neena and the baby seem to be doing very well and we're ALL excited and can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3010868160469171632-8662405133948806143?l=jnjohnson.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/feeds/8662405133948806143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3010868160469171632&amp;postID=8662405133948806143' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/8662405133948806143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3010868160469171632/posts/default/8662405133948806143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jnjohnson.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-alive.html' title='It&apos;s Alive!!!!'/><author><name>Josh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03949792063546812193</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/R5GIWJu0utI/AAAAAAAAALw/BRmloVQsfGk/S220/Neena+Birthday-New+House+020.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_l9as0KKTJ08/RfmVxs7KXcI/AAAAAAAAAA0/dZwIoMl8vok/s72-c/Neenamaternity.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
