tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85908118304923512182011-07-08T10:39:13.894-07:00Jason &amp; Jenny Vasarishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18051088334140563243noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8590811830492351218.post-29335080163883209072009-11-09T15:44:00.000-08:002009-11-09T16:04:35.400-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aj-D0VaK4kU/SvitxHfKNFI/AAAAAAAAABY/gaDb5R8TzB4/s1600-h/vbaby_08a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aj-D0VaK4kU/SvitxHfKNFI/AAAAAAAAABY/gaDb5R8TzB4/s400/vbaby_08a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402258812365845586" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aj-D0VaK4kU/Svitjdpi0kI/AAAAAAAAABQ/y9qn7vgeV4k/s1600-h/vbaby_10.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aj-D0VaK4kU/Svitjdpi0kI/AAAAAAAAABQ/y9qn7vgeV4k/s400/vbaby_10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402258577796813378" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aj-D0VaK4kU/SvitcjMYGtI/AAAAAAAAABI/RvDnr5rs7rA/s1600-h/vbaby_04.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aj-D0VaK4kU/SvitcjMYGtI/AAAAAAAAABI/RvDnr5rs7rA/s400/vbaby_04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402258459026004690" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">You gotta baby in there? asked one little kindergartner.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Yeah, I do! It's a little baby girl! I answered.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">...How you gonna get it out?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Oh, funny little kids!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Thanks to Bree, my pregnant belly is being well documented!! These pics are of 'baby bree' at about 25 weeks. She's growing stronger and healthier every day! I know this because now she has decided that my ribs are a punching bag for her little hands and feet. I love it!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Jason and I are working hard to put the finishing touches on our kitchen/remodel project. Once we get our window trim up, we'll start on the nursery! Woo Hoo!!!!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8590811830492351218-2933508016388320907?l=jjvasaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jason &amp; Jenny Vasarishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18051088334140563243noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8590811830492351218.post-21594812941010089252009-10-25T13:23:00.000-07:002009-10-25T13:26:41.834-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aj-D0VaK4kU/SuS0Qrmsa_I/AAAAAAAAABA/cGZuMIZQeHw/s1600-h/belly+picture+4+mo..jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396636452172622834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aj-D0VaK4kU/SuS0Qrmsa_I/AAAAAAAAABA/cGZuMIZQeHw/s400/belly+picture+4+mo..jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="color:#000000;">I think I was about 4ish months when Bre took this picture...those pants would definately not button today! Thank goodness for the bella band!!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8590811830492351218-2159481294101008925?l=jjvasaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jason &amp; Jenny Vasarishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18051088334140563243noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8590811830492351218.post-25384814227336137662009-10-12T16:20:00.000-07:002009-10-12T16:54:41.159-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aj-D0VaK4kU/StPBU6YEC0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/LabQz0Dc8Lo/s1600-h/5k+run.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391865743904344898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Aj-D0VaK4kU/StPBU6YEC0I/AAAAAAAAAA4/LabQz0Dc8Lo/s400/5k+run.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">Woo Hoo!!! We woke up and greeted the morning with a freezingly friendly 5k run. Okay, so maybe I didn't run the <em>whole</em> time...but Jason did - good job, Jason!! Thank goodness Bre was there to keep me company when little Fiona decided that I shouldn't be running:). (Finona was her given name by Laura Slager). The kids at school are also trying to name her. So far we have Jenessa, Tyreline, and Kaitlyn. We are still taking other suggestions...</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">On another note, I think I am feeling her move...it sort of feels like she's blowing little bubbles that pop in my stomach. I'm guessing it's her, because it's happening a lot.</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#000000;">Happy Monday!</span></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8590811830492351218-2538481422733613766?l=jjvasaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jason &amp; Jenny Vasarishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18051088334140563243noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8590811830492351218.post-2848620348340368362009-10-05T18:25:00.000-07:002009-10-05T18:36:37.041-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aj-D0VaK4kU/SsqfFeU4UiI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Q7d6JB_bIvs/s1600-h/Baby+girl+vasaris+pink.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Aj-D0VaK4kU/SsqfFeU4UiI/AAAAAAAAAAw/Q7d6JB_bIvs/s400/Baby+girl+vasaris+pink.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389294820491022882" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">So there we were....at the baby doctor awaiting our turn for the ultra sound. I was afraid that I hadn't drank enough water, so as we waited, I continued filling up the little snow cone cup from the water cooler. Bad idea. Fact: ultrasound lady pushing on your belly while you have a full bladder is not the most comfortable situation.<br />As the story goes, Jason made her re-check that there was only one baby inside of me. Just one. One really, super cute little girl!! She was waving hello to us, kicking, stretching, and we even got to see her do a sommersault!! We were glad to see she's having so much fun in there:).<br />We were both sooooo excited! We didn't have time to shop together after the appointment, so I decided that I couldn't wait and went out and bought her some little shoes!<br />Jason's buying a shot gun.<br /><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8590811830492351218-284862034834036836?l=jjvasaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jason &amp; Jenny Vasarishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18051088334140563243noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8590811830492351218.post-18458957000998269712009-10-05T18:19:00.000-07:002009-10-05T18:23:27.029-07:00<span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Thank you, Bree &amp; Bri, for inspiring me to start a blog to document all the important events of my life...this, the starting of my blog, being one of them:).</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8590811830492351218-1845895700099826971?l=jjvasaris.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jason &amp; Jenny Vasarishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18051088334140563243noreply@blogger.com1