<?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-6289333082059430639</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:55:28.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jackson's Party Page</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289333082059430639/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07698512108292469182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kjbM9Y7JWqg/R9gFHPVacGI/AAAAAAAAAIk/8qnMeGqMw1E/S220/family+picure+2007+0012.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289333082059430639.post-4443419641240546578</id><published>2010-09-19T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T07:31:15.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Tooth Fairy</title><content type='html'>Well, I was trying to sleep and then I said, "Well, this is stupid."   I thought I will sleep for ten more minutes.  And then I did but I was tricking the Tooth Fairy because I could see everything clearly.  But then, I saw her.  She was right on my hand.  All I could see was a little tiny white ball.  She is even smaller than an ant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no!  I just thought that I should erase this!  The Tooth Fairy doesn't want anyone to know she is there.  She doesn't want anyone to know she exists!  My mom has to erase this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289333082059430639-4443419641240546578?l=jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com/feeds/4443419641240546578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289333082059430639&amp;postID=4443419641240546578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289333082059430639/posts/default/4443419641240546578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289333082059430639/posts/default/4443419641240546578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com/2010/09/tooth-fairy.html' title='The Tooth Fairy'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07698512108292469182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kjbM9Y7JWqg/R9gFHPVacGI/AAAAAAAAAIk/8qnMeGqMw1E/S220/family+picure+2007+0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289333082059430639.post-4821748730389708290</id><published>2008-11-14T07:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T07:32:10.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Book Fair</title><content type='html'>Jackson &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Kindergarten and I was at school.  And they had new books but we had a library in our school.  And, we got cool books but then we got different awesome cool books.  And then I got the Iron Man at the book fair.  And you can keep them forever and ever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289333082059430639-4821748730389708290?l=jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com/feeds/4821748730389708290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289333082059430639&amp;postID=4821748730389708290' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289333082059430639/posts/default/4821748730389708290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289333082059430639/posts/default/4821748730389708290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com/2008/11/book-fair.html' title='The Book Fair'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07698512108292469182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kjbM9Y7JWqg/R9gFHPVacGI/AAAAAAAAAIk/8qnMeGqMw1E/S220/family+picure+2007+0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289333082059430639.post-958077736799793111</id><published>2008-07-13T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T14:57:46.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Daddy, who I miss...</title><content type='html'>I'm in Maryland already and I hope that Daddy will pick us up soon.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, I love you and I'm going to be home in Michigan for Christmas and I hope you get the sword of heros.  And I love you and bye.  Love, Jackson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289333082059430639-958077736799793111?l=jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com/feeds/958077736799793111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289333082059430639&amp;postID=958077736799793111' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289333082059430639/posts/default/958077736799793111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289333082059430639/posts/default/958077736799793111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com/2008/07/for-daddy-who-i-miss.html' title='For Daddy, who I miss...'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07698512108292469182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kjbM9Y7JWqg/R9gFHPVacGI/AAAAAAAAAIk/8qnMeGqMw1E/S220/family+picure+2007+0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289333082059430639.post-6884139036896580933</id><published>2008-06-03T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T06:28:57.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Daddy's office in Detroit</title><content type='html'>We went to Daddy's work he has a giant window.  I can see another country.  Daddy was swinging me and I fell on the cement.  And I hurt myself and I was crying.  And that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Jr.  Can we go back now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289333082059430639-6884139036896580933?l=jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com/feeds/6884139036896580933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289333082059430639&amp;postID=6884139036896580933' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289333082059430639/posts/default/6884139036896580933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289333082059430639/posts/default/6884139036896580933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com/2008/06/trip-to-daddy.html' title='Trip to Daddy&apos;s office in Detroit'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07698512108292469182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kjbM9Y7JWqg/R9gFHPVacGI/AAAAAAAAAIk/8qnMeGqMw1E/S220/family+picure+2007+0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289333082059430639.post-4237437920783266796</id><published>2008-05-05T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T08:48:35.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Friend Junior</title><content type='html'>I play with Junior.  He is my next door neighbor but I am moving.  But, so is he.  We fighted with my Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ACgj1Nlyj4E&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ACgj1Nlyj4E&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of us at the water fountain.  It is near my house and the movies.  You can walk to it! But, I ride my scooter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kjbM9Y7JWqg/SB8rYxPKiAI/AAAAAAAAAXU/V6u3hc1t1cs/s1600-h/Spring+2008+Pictures+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kjbM9Y7JWqg/SB8rYxPKiAI/AAAAAAAAAXU/V6u3hc1t1cs/s320/Spring+2008+Pictures+003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196920199542638594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kjbM9Y7JWqg/SB8rZBPKiBI/AAAAAAAAAXc/JcuDp-yOk_I/s1600-h/Spring+2008+Pictures+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kjbM9Y7JWqg/SB8rZBPKiBI/AAAAAAAAAXc/JcuDp-yOk_I/s320/Spring+2008+Pictures+005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196920203837605906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289333082059430639-4237437920783266796?l=jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com/feeds/4237437920783266796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289333082059430639&amp;postID=4237437920783266796' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289333082059430639/posts/default/4237437920783266796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289333082059430639/posts/default/4237437920783266796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-friend-junior.html' title='My Friend Junior'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07698512108292469182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kjbM9Y7JWqg/R9gFHPVacGI/AAAAAAAAAIk/8qnMeGqMw1E/S220/family+picure+2007+0012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_kjbM9Y7JWqg/SB8rYxPKiAI/AAAAAAAAAXU/V6u3hc1t1cs/s72-c/Spring+2008+Pictures+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289333082059430639.post-397159346770615848</id><published>2008-04-14T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T10:04:32.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Party with the Howell's</title><content type='html'>We had a long drive to Jaden's birthday party.  And I sang Happy Birthday.  Well, we goed into the fire trucks.  And we just drived a little bit with the fire men.  We had fun.  We rescued a kitty.  But it was only a fake one.  We were playing in a park.  And, um, his father slided me down the pole and Jaden had a turn and I had a turn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures.  This when I rescued the kitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kjbM9Y7JWqg/SAOLJmG79zI/AAAAAAAAAVo/jixIIQtJL8Q/s1600-h/DSCN0082_114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_kjbM9Y7JWqg/SAOLJmG79zI/AAAAAAAAAVo/jixIIQtJL8Q/s320/DSCN0082_114.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189144192625669938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave the kitty to Regan when I saved him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjbM9Y7JWqg/SAOLfWG790I/AAAAAAAAAVw/huJWYMbJGlQ/s1600-h/DSCN0083_115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_kjbM9Y7JWqg/SAOLfWG790I/AAAAAAAAAVw/huJWYMbJGlQ/s320/DSCN0083_115.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189144566287824706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are pushing the fire truck.  Well, Regan is fixing her dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kjbM9Y7JWqg/SAOMM2G792I/AAAAAAAAAV8/svfEF1fvXYs/s1600-h/DSCN0079_111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_kjbM9Y7JWqg/SAOMM2G792I/AAAAAAAAAV8/svfEF1fvXYs/s320/DSCN0079_111.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189145347971872610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is Luke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kjbM9Y7JWqg/SAOMiGG793I/AAAAAAAAAWE/iHda-b3eA48/s1600-h/DSCN0088_120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_kjbM9Y7JWqg/SAOMiGG793I/AAAAAAAAAWE/iHda-b3eA48/s320/DSCN0088_120.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189145713044092786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289333082059430639-397159346770615848?l=jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com/feeds/397159346770615848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289333082059430639&amp;postID=397159346770615848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289333082059430639/posts/default/397159346770615848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289333082059430639/posts/default/397159346770615848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com/2008/04/party-with-howells.html' title='Party with the Howell&apos;s'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07698512108292469182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kjbM9Y7JWqg/R9gFHPVacGI/AAAAAAAAAIk/8qnMeGqMw1E/S220/family+picure+2007+0012.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_kjbM9Y7JWqg/SAOLJmG79zI/AAAAAAAAAVo/jixIIQtJL8Q/s72-c/DSCN0082_114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289333082059430639.post-5038827453272679476</id><published>2008-04-11T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T11:17:49.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving</title><content type='html'>We are moving to Michigan.  I'm going to get a new car and guess where I'm going to park? In the garage!  It is going to be fun.  And I already made a new friend.  His name is Steven.  Just like my old school friend.  My new house has blue carpet.  It is my favorite color.  I am going to have a good basement.  It will be a play room.  I was sad but now I'm not.  Junior is moving, too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289333082059430639-5038827453272679476?l=jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com/feeds/5038827453272679476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289333082059430639&amp;postID=5038827453272679476' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289333082059430639/posts/default/5038827453272679476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289333082059430639/posts/default/5038827453272679476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com/2008/04/moving.html' title='Moving'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07698512108292469182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kjbM9Y7JWqg/R9gFHPVacGI/AAAAAAAAAIk/8qnMeGqMw1E/S220/family+picure+2007+0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289333082059430639.post-8184659504601782110</id><published>2008-04-02T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T10:52:08.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Grandparents Weekend</title><content type='html'>My Mommy and Daddy and Luke went on a trip.  I stayed at Grandma and Pop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pop's&lt;/span&gt; house.  I love going to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Khamari's&lt;/span&gt; party.  It was at the swimming pool.  I was sliding too fast on the blue slide.  I bumped my head.  It hurt and I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Izzy's for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;play date&lt;/span&gt;.  It was fun.  We couldn't go to the basketball game because it was cancelled.  There weren't enough players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I saw the sharks at the museum.  And when they breathe in their gills close.  And when they breath out, their gills open.  And they had bloody teeth.  We saw the dolphins and then this boxing thing was so high.  All the way up to the ceiling almost.  And they touched it! I can put pictures on the computer when we get the camera from Grandma's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm going to get some cookies that we made for my Mom and my Dad and myself and Jr.  I'm going to get the big one and Jr. too.  But not Luke because he doesn't have any teeth.  They were yummier than outer space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to church with Grandma.  It was good, very good.  Well, not that good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Papa brought me to see Horton Hears a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hoo&lt;/span&gt;.  And when we got there nobody was there.  And when it was finished STILL nobody was there.  We were the only two in the theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;sleeped&lt;/span&gt;.  Pop Pop stayed for a little while.  I got stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;goed&lt;/span&gt; to the store and we got growing dinosaur toys and you have to put them in warm water.  And when you take them out, they go back to their normal size and you can use them again and again and again.  And then, if you don't want them anymore you can give them to my baby brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at Lunch Bunch when my family came to pick me up.  It was very very fun and I am glad they are here now.  From Jackson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289333082059430639-8184659504601782110?l=jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com/feeds/8184659504601782110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289333082059430639&amp;postID=8184659504601782110' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289333082059430639/posts/default/8184659504601782110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289333082059430639/posts/default/8184659504601782110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-grandparents-weekend.html' title='My Grandparents Weekend'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07698512108292469182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kjbM9Y7JWqg/R9gFHPVacGI/AAAAAAAAAIk/8qnMeGqMw1E/S220/family+picure+2007+0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289333082059430639.post-5748522649013024766</id><published>2008-03-25T14:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T14:18:23.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playdate with Izzy</title><content type='html'>Back to school today!  I missed school.  I like my school.  Jr. went to work with his dad, so Izzy came to play.  I'm glad that she came over and played with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izzy says:  "Jackson is my friend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jackson says:  "Don't say I love you, please."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289333082059430639-5748522649013024766?l=jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com/feeds/5748522649013024766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289333082059430639&amp;postID=5748522649013024766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289333082059430639/posts/default/5748522649013024766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289333082059430639/posts/default/5748522649013024766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com/2008/03/playdate-with-izzy.html' title='Playdate with Izzy'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07698512108292469182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kjbM9Y7JWqg/R9gFHPVacGI/AAAAAAAAAIk/8qnMeGqMw1E/S220/family+picure+2007+0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289333082059430639.post-1856155730064472803</id><published>2008-03-20T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T15:14:31.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our day in DC.</title><content type='html'>I went to the Air and Space Museum with my Mommy's friend and her kids.  The boy was Brandon and there were other boys too.  They had airplanes and I went in some.  I had a happy meal with a airplane toy.  Mommy let me have orange soda, like the other guys.  I only get milk sometimes.   And I got fries, too, not apple slices.   The airplane can light up and spin.  But, Brandon was being bad to me.  Then, he was good.  It was so windy and we had to walk to see where the President lives and we walked backwards because it was too much wind.  We rode on the metro train and I want a train for my birthday.  We had to walk home because Daddy forgot to leave the keys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289333082059430639-1856155730064472803?l=jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com/feeds/1856155730064472803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289333082059430639&amp;postID=1856155730064472803' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289333082059430639/posts/default/1856155730064472803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289333082059430639/posts/default/1856155730064472803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com/2008/03/our-day-in-dc.html' title='Our day in DC.'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07698512108292469182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kjbM9Y7JWqg/R9gFHPVacGI/AAAAAAAAAIk/8qnMeGqMw1E/S220/family+picure+2007+0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289333082059430639.post-445105555876841690</id><published>2008-03-19T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T16:54:16.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Playdate with Oliver</title><content type='html'>I'm glad I'm going to the museum tomorrow.  I went with Oliver to gymnastics.  It was for my birthday because Oliver was sick.  I love to jump through the pits.  I got a fold up dinosaur track and balloons but we broke them.  We went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;McDonald's&lt;/span&gt;.  I got a pirate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tattoo&lt;/span&gt;.  I will keep it on until Daddy comes back from his trip.  I will camp out until he gets back.  I thought he was joking.  I blow bubbles in the water and sang Superman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289333082059430639-445105555876841690?l=jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com/feeds/445105555876841690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289333082059430639&amp;postID=445105555876841690' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289333082059430639/posts/default/445105555876841690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289333082059430639/posts/default/445105555876841690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com/2008/03/playdate-with-oliver.html' title='Playdate with Oliver'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07698512108292469182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kjbM9Y7JWqg/R9gFHPVacGI/AAAAAAAAAIk/8qnMeGqMw1E/S220/family+picure+2007+0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289333082059430639.post-6086876873596826320</id><published>2008-03-17T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T08:31:48.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Superman</title><content type='html'>Today is my Grandma's birthday.  Listen to my song.  It is Superman.  He is my favorite super hero.  And I have a book in my head, and it is imaginary and there's all kinds of superheros in it.  I kind of like Spring Break but I like something about it.  It is very, very fun.  I'm sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289333082059430639-6086876873596826320?l=jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com/feeds/6086876873596826320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289333082059430639&amp;postID=6086876873596826320' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289333082059430639/posts/default/6086876873596826320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289333082059430639/posts/default/6086876873596826320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com/2008/03/superman.html' title='Superman'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07698512108292469182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kjbM9Y7JWqg/R9gFHPVacGI/AAAAAAAAAIk/8qnMeGqMw1E/S220/family+picure+2007+0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6289333082059430639.post-3080558548818827711</id><published>2008-03-12T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T11:30:13.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Glad</title><content type='html'>I'm glad I eat candy and I go to lunch bunch.  And  I go to school everyday.  And I'm glad I'm everybody's friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6289333082059430639-3080558548818827711?l=jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com/feeds/3080558548818827711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6289333082059430639&amp;postID=3080558548818827711' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289333082059430639/posts/default/3080558548818827711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6289333082059430639/posts/default/3080558548818827711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jacksonspartypage.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-glad.html' title='I&apos;m Glad'/><author><name>Denise</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07698512108292469182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_kjbM9Y7JWqg/R9gFHPVacGI/AAAAAAAAAIk/8qnMeGqMw1E/S220/family+picure+2007+0012.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
