<?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-1467913011467149096</id><updated>2011-07-28T12:14:44.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jordan Chelsea's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1467913011467149096/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Swimmer Jory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14695441457721147338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/St29KCsvbyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/2siG-CkYmW0/S220/jORDANPROFILE.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-1467913011467149096.post-367638889823290627</id><published>2010-04-15T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T17:39:07.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Wolf Lodge</title><content type='html'>I went to Great Wolf Lodge Sunday and Monday.  The water park was awesome!  One of the slides was so fast that Mommy screamed the whole way down.  There was a wave pool and we had lots of fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Joshy slept in our own cave in our room.  There was a bunk bed and I slept on the top bunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were also games with wands that controlled everything and I thought it was cool.  But Mommy thought it was very confusing.   We had to pick quests by choosing them on fake trees with screens.  After you picked the quest you got to go on little missions.  Like my favorite was the animal mission.  It had a picture of a paw print on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoyed this post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1467913011467149096-367638889823290627?l=swimmerjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/367638889823290627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/2010/04/great-wolf-lodge.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1467913011467149096/posts/default/367638889823290627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1467913011467149096/posts/default/367638889823290627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/2010/04/great-wolf-lodge.html' title='Great Wolf Lodge'/><author><name>Swimmer Jory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14695441457721147338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/St29KCsvbyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/2siG-CkYmW0/S220/jORDANPROFILE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1467913011467149096.post-8712910731885041366</id><published>2010-02-15T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T15:29:22.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charlie</title><content type='html'>At Grandma's friend's house, they have a cute puppy named Charlie, and he is really a puppy.  He is eleven weeks old.  And he really, really, really loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time that he saw me, he wrestled with me.  He is still teething.  His teeth were sharp as needles.   I know that because he nibbled on me a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was the cutest Golden Retriever puppy that I ever saw.  I want to show you a couple pictures of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/S3nYXUmqemI/AAAAAAAAABg/gxujHu2_RM8/s1600-h/charlie1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/S3nYXUmqemI/AAAAAAAAABg/gxujHu2_RM8/s200/charlie1a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438615920206051938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;           &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/S3nYf3qB2tI/AAAAAAAAABo/WVxJvduyrjI/s1600-h/charlie2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/S3nYf3qB2tI/AAAAAAAAABo/WVxJvduyrjI/s200/charlie2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438616067054361298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1467913011467149096-8712910731885041366?l=swimmerjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/8712910731885041366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/2010/02/charlie.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1467913011467149096/posts/default/8712910731885041366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1467913011467149096/posts/default/8712910731885041366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/2010/02/charlie.html' title='Charlie'/><author><name>Swimmer Jory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14695441457721147338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/St29KCsvbyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/2siG-CkYmW0/S220/jORDANPROFILE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/S3nYXUmqemI/AAAAAAAAABg/gxujHu2_RM8/s72-c/charlie1a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1467913011467149096.post-1393479805455765114</id><published>2010-02-14T13:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T13:14:27.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Skiing with My Daddy</title><content type='html'>First of all, I want to tell you Kaia's favorite Junie B book because she won.  Her favorite book is "Boo... and I Mean It."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am going to tell you about me and my Daddy going skiing.   I went on the ski lift with Daddy.  It was a little scary getting on and off.  But then I got used to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little brother, Joshy, and my two cousins, Jessica and Max, went tubing.   So that's how I got time alone with my Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time I got off the ski lift, I slipped a little bit.  But Daddy helped me up.  It was too easy to ski on the hill that the chair lift took us to, but we stayed on that hill so I could get the hang of going up and down the chair lift.   Next time we go skiing, we are going to go on the big hill that daddy goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you do something in the snow this weekend?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1467913011467149096-1393479805455765114?l=swimmerjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/1393479805455765114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-skiing-with-my-daddy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1467913011467149096/posts/default/1393479805455765114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1467913011467149096/posts/default/1393479805455765114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-love-skiing-with-my-daddy.html' title='I Love Skiing with My Daddy'/><author><name>Swimmer Jory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14695441457721147338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/St29KCsvbyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/2siG-CkYmW0/S220/jORDANPROFILE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1467913011467149096.post-2247085327953488966</id><published>2010-01-26T13:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T13:49:39.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Junie B Contest Answers and Winner</title><content type='html'>Thank you everybody for entering.  Kaia got them all right.  She is the winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answers were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  May&lt;br /&gt;2. Junie B&lt;br /&gt;3.  Philip Johnny Bob (Pretty tricky, huh?)&lt;br /&gt;4.  Lucille&lt;br /&gt;5.  Junie B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Kaia read all the Junie B's, she gets to tell us her favorite.   And we'll post it right here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1467913011467149096-2247085327953488966?l=swimmerjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/2247085327953488966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/2010/01/junie-b-contest-answers-and-winner.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1467913011467149096/posts/default/2247085327953488966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1467913011467149096/posts/default/2247085327953488966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/2010/01/junie-b-contest-answers-and-winner.html' title='Junie B Contest Answers and Winner'/><author><name>Swimmer Jory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14695441457721147338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/St29KCsvbyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/2siG-CkYmW0/S220/jORDANPROFILE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1467913011467149096.post-8231812416703759552</id><published>2010-01-18T12:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T12:51:33.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Junie B- Guess the Character Contest</title><content type='html'>Guess which Junie B character said each of the following lines.  Do not share your answers with anyone  Just email them to me at swimmerjory at gmail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The prize is you get to pick any Junie B book you want and we will send it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Mr. Scary, Junie Jones is peeking at her brand new lunchbox again." &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Oh, yeah.  Well, T-A-T-L-T-A-I-L spells &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tattletale&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Really?  You're kidding me.  My ears aren't real?  Are you sure?  Because they really, really feel  real, don't you think?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You're not allowed to touch them.  They are just for show.   Those animals costed my nanna a fortune!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My new name is Pinky Gladys Gutzman. And so from now on everyone has to call me that or else I will not even answer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;You have to enter by next Monday, January 25th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1467913011467149096-8231812416703759552?l=swimmerjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/8231812416703759552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/2010/01/junie-b-guess-character-contest.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1467913011467149096/posts/default/8231812416703759552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1467913011467149096/posts/default/8231812416703759552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/2010/01/junie-b-guess-character-contest.html' title='Junie B- Guess the Character Contest'/><author><name>Swimmer Jory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14695441457721147338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/St29KCsvbyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/2siG-CkYmW0/S220/jORDANPROFILE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1467913011467149096.post-5859900991306860481</id><published>2009-12-21T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T15:41:47.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How I Like to Play in the Snow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/SzAHrurpT7I/AAAAAAAAABY/iRRzBqPYb8s/s1600-h/snow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/SzAHrurpT7I/AAAAAAAAABY/iRRzBqPYb8s/s200/snow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417838799573569458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had a snow ball fight with my neighbor and her friend.  We had lots of fun together, and the snow was very deep.  And it was hard for us to run around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy signed up for the plowers to come, and Joshy and I love it because they plow the snow up to the curb and it looks like a snow fort.  We gather pieces of ice and we pretend they are diamonds and crystals. And we bury them in our fort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my brother like to eat the snow off the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like to play in the snow too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1467913011467149096-5859900991306860481?l=swimmerjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/5859900991306860481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-i-like-to-play-in-snow.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1467913011467149096/posts/default/5859900991306860481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1467913011467149096/posts/default/5859900991306860481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/2009/12/how-i-like-to-play-in-snow.html' title='How I Like to Play in the Snow'/><author><name>Swimmer Jory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14695441457721147338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/St29KCsvbyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/2siG-CkYmW0/S220/jORDANPROFILE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/SzAHrurpT7I/AAAAAAAAABY/iRRzBqPYb8s/s72-c/snow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1467913011467149096.post-7352439919136957301</id><published>2009-11-29T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T17:11:11.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Different Museums</title><content type='html'>Hi, I'm going to tell you a little bit about museums.    When I was younger, every day my grandma used to take me to lots of museums.   My grandma works at the Jewish Museum so she took me there the most often.  She showed me all of the art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoy butterflies so one day my grandma took me to the Museum of Natural History.  They have a whole room that's full of butterflies.  All the butterflies were all different colors, and they were so beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took me to the Children's Museum and a couple of days ago she took me to the Guggenheim Museum.  What I liked about the Guggenheim is that it was the only round museum that I ever heard of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night, I put lots of my puzzles together and I made a puzzle museum.  I'm going to show you a little video of me doing it.  But first I want to ask you a question:  What's your favorite museum to go to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QF4QRgOwwBo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QF4QRgOwwBo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1467913011467149096-7352439919136957301?l=swimmerjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/7352439919136957301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/2009/11/different-museums.html#comment-form' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1467913011467149096/posts/default/7352439919136957301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1467913011467149096/posts/default/7352439919136957301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/2009/11/different-museums.html' title='Different Museums'/><author><name>Swimmer Jory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14695441457721147338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/St29KCsvbyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/2siG-CkYmW0/S220/jORDANPROFILE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1467913011467149096.post-8372583159243868221</id><published>2009-11-23T16:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T16:39:19.517-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Things a Chance</title><content type='html'>I asked my mommy to sign me up for gymnastics because I thought it would be really fun.  But then I discovered that some moves hurt me and I didn't like class.  One day I came and I started to cry.  I wanted to go home.  A nice assistant named Alex helped me out, and then I noticed something new.  Class could be really fun if I just give it a chance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started kindergarten a couple of weeks ago and I hated it.  And then I gave it a chance.  And I realized that I liked kindergarten and now I am really having fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever not like something and then give it a chance and notice that you liked it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1467913011467149096-8372583159243868221?l=swimmerjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/8372583159243868221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/2009/11/giving-things-chance.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1467913011467149096/posts/default/8372583159243868221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1467913011467149096/posts/default/8372583159243868221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/2009/11/giving-things-chance.html' title='Giving Things a Chance'/><author><name>Swimmer Jory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14695441457721147338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/St29KCsvbyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/2siG-CkYmW0/S220/jORDANPROFILE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1467913011467149096.post-5533054029791402003</id><published>2009-11-19T14:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T14:15:22.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who's Asleep in the Tub?</title><content type='html'>My little brother, Joshy, was taking a bath tonight and he fell asleep in the tub.   Probably because he was sick.  He just threw up the same day that he fell asleep in the bath tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was adorable when he was asleep.  I took a picture but I can't put it on my blog yet, because my daddy first has to get it out of my camera and onto the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoyed my post.  Please leave me comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1467913011467149096-5533054029791402003?l=swimmerjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/5533054029791402003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/2009/11/guess-whos-asleep-in-tub.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1467913011467149096/posts/default/5533054029791402003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1467913011467149096/posts/default/5533054029791402003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/2009/11/guess-whos-asleep-in-tub.html' title='Guess Who&apos;s Asleep in the Tub?'/><author><name>Swimmer Jory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14695441457721147338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/St29KCsvbyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/2siG-CkYmW0/S220/jORDANPROFILE.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1467913011467149096.post-3770803169193136835</id><published>2009-11-16T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T14:27:02.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Junie B. Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/SwHRrAgKelI/AAAAAAAAABQ/tq1AB3tPHVo/s1600/junie+b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/SwHRrAgKelI/AAAAAAAAABQ/tq1AB3tPHVo/s200/junie+b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404831564620790354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One time when I was younger, I was on a step at the Y and I tripped on it.  This is what Junie B would say if she saw that step... she would say, "Watch out for that guy.  That guy could trip you when you're not even looking!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Junie B. did not like school and her little brother Ollie was home sick, she would say, "That's no fair.  That guy is luckier, because I don't like that dumb bunny kindergarten."  That's what she would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Junie B needed five dollars, and her Grandpa Miller had it, she said, "I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt; five dollars and you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; five dollars. So, boom!  Do the math!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's another girl named May in Junie B's class.   One time, Junie B's tooth was loose and she was pulling on it and it hurt her.  Junie B said, "Ow, you dumb bunny tooth."   Then May said, "It's not good to say dumb bunny."   And then Junie B said, "Oh, thank you for telling me that you dumb bunny, May"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like this blog post.  Please visit me another time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1467913011467149096-3770803169193136835?l=swimmerjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/3770803169193136835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/2009/11/another-junie-b-post.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1467913011467149096/posts/default/3770803169193136835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1467913011467149096/posts/default/3770803169193136835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/2009/11/another-junie-b-post.html' title='Another Junie B. Post'/><author><name>Swimmer Jory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14695441457721147338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/St29KCsvbyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/2siG-CkYmW0/S220/jORDANPROFILE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/SwHRrAgKelI/AAAAAAAAABQ/tq1AB3tPHVo/s72-c/junie+b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1467913011467149096.post-417608562228945015</id><published>2009-10-21T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T17:18:28.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Little Brother, Joshy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/St-kytbI7jI/AAAAAAAAABI/04U0pWW9pTw/s1600-h/joshoar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/St-kytbI7jI/AAAAAAAAABI/04U0pWW9pTw/s200/joshoar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395212069706985010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Joshy is my little brother.  Sometimes he says funny words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time, we were lying in bed and my brother wouldn't fall asleep.  And he sat up on a pillow in the front of the bed and he started saying, "Nuffy, nuffy, nuffy."  Isn't that goofy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my brother was little he called his yogurt "waddit," he called his milk "gak," and he called sprinkles "mookles."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a little brother that says funny words?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1467913011467149096-417608562228945015?l=swimmerjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/417608562228945015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-little-brother-joshy.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1467913011467149096/posts/default/417608562228945015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1467913011467149096/posts/default/417608562228945015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-little-brother-joshy.html' title='My Little Brother, Joshy'/><author><name>Swimmer Jory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14695441457721147338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/St29KCsvbyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/2siG-CkYmW0/S220/jORDANPROFILE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/St-kytbI7jI/AAAAAAAAABI/04U0pWW9pTw/s72-c/joshoar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1467913011467149096.post-2087335633930216974</id><published>2009-10-19T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T10:41:55.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Grandma's Dog, Rosie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/St32VhCc3cI/AAAAAAAAABA/A0R9nu1GOqM/s1600-h/IMG_0033roxy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/St32VhCc3cI/AAAAAAAAABA/A0R9nu1GOqM/s200/IMG_0033roxy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394738778166058434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rosie is my grandma's dog.  I love playing with her.  She is a Golden Retriever.  She likes to chase her Frisbee that my grandpa throws.  She is a very pretty dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when I sleep over at my grandma's, I sleep on a mattress and Rosie crawls onto my mattress with me.  She is very soft and cuddly.  She likes when I scratch behind her ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a dog at home?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1467913011467149096-2087335633930216974?l=swimmerjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/2087335633930216974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-grandmas-dog-rosie.html#comment-form' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1467913011467149096/posts/default/2087335633930216974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1467913011467149096/posts/default/2087335633930216974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-grandmas-dog-rosie.html' title='My Grandma&apos;s Dog, Rosie'/><author><name>Swimmer Jory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14695441457721147338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/St29KCsvbyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/2siG-CkYmW0/S220/jORDANPROFILE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/St32VhCc3cI/AAAAAAAAABA/A0R9nu1GOqM/s72-c/IMG_0033roxy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1467913011467149096.post-2911428778003778930</id><published>2009-10-18T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T06:07:54.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Junie B Jones</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/Stu5F2ho9qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6wOvESthu00/s1600-h/junieset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 115px; height: 115px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/Stu5F2ho9qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6wOvESthu00/s320/junieset.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394108488893396642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Junie B Jones is quite a character.  I want to tell you some things that she says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Recess is a lovely person too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Junie B is in trouble with a grownup, she always says "Hello, how are you today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time Junie B changed her name to Pinkie Gladys Gutzman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time she said to her teacher, "Please move along."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One time Junie B got sent down the nurse, Mrs Weller,  and she said, "Guess what? I remembered her perfectly well. I just never knew she had a name before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you enjoyed my Junie B. lines.  Please come back again to my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1467913011467149096-2911428778003778930?l=swimmerjordan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/feeds/2911428778003778930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/2009/10/junie-b-jones.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1467913011467149096/posts/default/2911428778003778930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1467913011467149096/posts/default/2911428778003778930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmerjordan.blogspot.com/2009/10/junie-b-jones.html' title='Junie B Jones'/><author><name>Swimmer Jory</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14695441457721147338</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/St29KCsvbyI/AAAAAAAAAAY/2siG-CkYmW0/S220/jORDANPROFILE.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_R1ZFuqU_Aio/Stu5F2ho9qI/AAAAAAAAAAM/6wOvESthu00/s72-c/junieset.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry></feed>
