tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41486165979495101122024-03-05T00:09:59.404-08:00Ellis Family BlogAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08265760860395723623noreply@blogger.comBlogger35125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148616597949510112.post-39573247567963384282013-10-15T14:29:00.003-07:002013-10-15T14:39:57.298-07:00Meet our Baby #3!A little while after birth and feeding Harry for the first time, who by the way fed like a champ, it was time for him to meet some very important people!<br />
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First Bath. Getting ready for the family. </div>
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There she is! Dr. Heaton was so sad that she missed the delivery again. She came in about an hour and a half after his birth to snuggle and hold him for a few minutes before starting her day. I love her.</div>
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I wrapped my little present up in a gender neutral blanket and tied him up with a bow. Then we let Haynes and Brookelynn come in first and see meet their new little sibling before anyone else. </div>
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What is this baby? A boy or a girl? </div>
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A baby brother!</div>
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Haynes is pleased with his new little brother. </div>
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Waiting for the family...</div>
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It's a BOY!!!</div>
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Harry gave Haynes and Brookelynn each presents to celebrate his arrival. They were quite excited about it.</div>
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Aunt Jenny is exhausted from her early night and Aunt Allison is holding her new nephew.</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08265760860395723623noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148616597949510112.post-35722209609291793382013-10-15T13:55:00.001-07:002013-10-15T13:55:04.600-07:00Harry Our little prince arrived at 6:02 am on March 15th, 2013. After meeting our little angel and a brief time holding and loving on him, I passed him off to the nurses and let them take him to the warmer to be checked by the nurse practitioner. Since he was "preterm" at 36 weeks 2 days, we had her in the room for his delivery. <br />
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Now for the moment we had all been waiting for. How much did he weigh?</div>
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6 lb. 12 oz. He was our biggest baby! Yikes! I was so thankful he was early at this point because he would have been a HUGE baby for me at 39 weeks or even term. I couldn't believe how big he was. He didn't seem that big. Maybe it was all his hair. He had the thickest hair of the three as well. </div>
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Dr. Hudson beaming with his newest delivery... and about to text Dr. Heaton the picture and get chewed out for not calling her. Oh she was pretty ticked at him. But I guess they forgave each other. </div>
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I could have a hundred of babies and never tire of these moments right after birth. It's the labor and delivery nurse in me. </div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08265760860395723623noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148616597949510112.post-77437835449706040792013-10-15T13:27:00.003-07:002013-10-15T14:30:15.459-07:00It's A... BOY!!! Here I am finally writing about my third addition to the family. At the time I am writing this, Harry is now 7 months old to the day. But don't judge me. I have a lot going on in my life. I still remember almost all the details. Here is the story of our little Harry. <br />
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March 14th. <br />
I worked a 12 hr shift and, my work sweet coworkers threw me a baby shower, and I came home exhausted. I had been talking that day about how we had officially made it to Brookelynn's gestational age, 36 weeks 1 day. Nothing significant was going on other than the occasional run of Braxton hicks contractions that I had grown so used to with this pregnancy. Oh well. No baby today I guess. I crashed in the bed that night. <br />
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March 15th. <br />
12 am. <br />
I awoke at midnight with strong contractions. I was certain that this was probably the night. After alerting my parents that I would probably be calling them to keep the kids soon, I started packing up my bags and planning what they would need for the next three days without me. About 5 minutes later, I decided my parents needed to be on their way. I showered, and breathed and tried to hang in there as the contractions went from ouch to OUCH!!! to put it nicely. I still had control but going natural was proving to be as complicated as I had expected. <br />
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1:45 am. <br />
As soon as my parents arrived, we were on our way. I texted Dr Heaton to tell her I was on the way if she was going to deliver this baby. I did have the fear in my mind that since it was my third baby, I could be 10 cm and deliver in the car on the way. It hurt like I could at least. But we made it to the hospital and in plenty of time. <br />
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2:15am. <br />
My nurse said I was 4 cm when I arrived. I made my proclamation that I would try to do this naturally but as my labor pains intensified rapidly, I chickened out. Give me the EPIDURAL!!! Time slowed down substantially once my pain was extremely intense. We waited a while for Dr. Hudson who was on call, and waited a while for the Dr. Campbell, the on call anesthesiologist. Finally...relief. I did want to go natural just so I could say I did, but epidurals are really, really nice. No shame in them. None at all. I'll try again next time.<br />
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4:50am. <br />
A few minutes after epidural relief, I was 7cm! What the what? See if I had known how far along and how fast I was progressing, I might have stuck it out... maybe. But too late for that now. Aunt Jenny arrived just after I was comfortable and was assigned the job as photographer. <br />
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5:20 am. <br />
I rested for about 30 minutes before Dr. Bill Hudson came in to tell me that my strip looked like I was completely dilated. And I was. Look how fast that was. Thank you third baby!!! We were so close to seeing what this little surprise baby would be. Harrison "Harry" Lane or Selah Anne? The nurses quickly set the room up for our little 36 week and 2 day baby and it was time to have a baby. <br />
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All set and ready for our baby. Photographer in place. Dr. Hudson hung out in the room. Small talk is being made about how Dr. Heaton will be so disappointed about missing this birth. But, the birth must go on. Everyone is guessing what the baby will be and how big the baby will be. I held Brandon's hand. We were about to be a family of FIVE!<br />
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One push, and it's a... BOY!!! Harrison Lane Ellis. Our Baby Harry. He came into the world so easily. 6 hrs of labor and 1 push. And that's just what he's been since his birth; a sweet, easy going baby. <br />
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We took the kids to their first Barons Baseball game Friday night. Let me first just say that the new stadium, Regions Field is such a family friendly and fun place! I was so happy to see that. As for our experience, the kids had as much fun as they can have watching a game that is beyond their understanding that started at their bedtime. Aside from the fact that they walked up and down the stadium isle billions of times, making everyone lift their knees to their chest as they moved from person to person, they did pretty well. They marveled at the field and the lights and the scoreboard. They loved the sound effects played over the loud speaker. They recognized the "man with the ball" was the pitcher and the "man with the bat" was the batter. They thoroughly enjoyed the peanuts and even stole some dippin dots icecream from Grandaddy and Grandmama. Although it was on the muggy side, the weather wasn't too bad. But don't talk to Harry about that. He, with his well known disdain for the heat, was less than thrilled about his first game. <br />
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<em>Either I have a very large rodent helping itself to my snack pantry - OR - I have a very mischievous child indeed who helps herself to crackers and then hides the evidence. Hmmm....</em><br />
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<span class="userContent"><em>I'm sitting in Harry's room rocking and snuggling and in the next room I hear the following conversation. <br /> H: Brookewinn, do you wanna take a bath? <br /> B: Okay. I take my cwoves off. Do you wanna take your cwoves off? (Asking in the same high <span class="text_exposed_hide">...</span></em><span class="text_exposed_show"><em>pitched cheery voice you would ask a mouse if he wants tea). <br /> At this point I'm intently listening trying to decide if I shall intervene. A few seconds later, a naked bottomed Brookelynn comes in the room all tangled up in her shirt. <br /> B: Mommy, I take my cwoves off. I take a baff. Hewlp me. <br /> Me: What are you taking a bath in???<br /> H: (answering from the next room) In the tub. (Storage tub) <br /> Ok. Sure. They're happy. Let them pretend to take a bath in the storage tub I tell myself. B re enters H's room. And they play another minute until I hear this...<br /> H: Now, Brookewinn, go potty in the tub...<br /> NOOOooo!!!!!! Intervene quick!</em></span></span></div>
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<span class="userContent"><em>She came in my room and snuggled in my bed. She does this every morning. Then she got thirsty. I learned a while back that the constant morning nagging for "milk pwease" before I was ready to get up was slowly going to drive me insane if I <span class="text_exposed_hide">...</span></em><span class="text_exposed_show"><em>didn't figure out a plan. So I taught her how to open the fridge door and get her pre-filled (the night before) sippy cup of milk herself. This routine has worked well for both of us. She gets her milk and snuggles in the bed with me and I get about 30 glorious extra minutes without having to get up. Genius! So today as usual, she came to my bed, got thirsty and headed to the fridge for her milk. When she came back, I could tell she had something in her mouth. Around the face was a bluish substance. Along with her milk, she had taken the liberty to eat a few blueberries. Little stinker. Ha! I stayed in bed and cuddled a while longer then got up to make my coffee and found this. The door had been open for almost an hour. Guess I should have put her sippy cup on the BOTTOM shelf. The blueberries were in plain sight and easily within her reach. No wonder she was tempted to eat them. I later found an empty container of blueberries on the floor in her room, with a few spilled berries on her rug. That girl!!!</em> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Oh yes. In addition to all these things, I can't forget to mention that the child is excessively accident prone. If she falls and hits her head in one spot, she falls and hits it in the same spot ten times. We have injuries that we've nursed for months for this very reason (and because she picks at her injuries and makes them bleed over and over again).</span> <br />
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<em><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">Still smiling after falling into the lake head first and hitting her face on a submerged brick. Why did she fall into the lake? She slipped. Bless her heart. The forehead scrape is a re-injury from a tricycle fall the day before. It just never stops with her.</span> </span></em><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08265760860395723623noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148616597949510112.post-54183101967845770122013-03-03T14:12:00.001-08:002013-03-03T14:12:36.784-08:00Date Night with my Baby BoyLast night was a special night for me and my boy. We went on a date and then went to see Haynes' <em>FIRST</em> musical. Maybe it wasn't as big of a deal to him, but its was a very nostalgic moment for me. We went out to eat with my sisters first. Haynes always enjoys time with his aunts. He doesn't get that much of that. We shared a nice (but slightly rushed) dinner and Haynes even got a smoothie since he was my special date. He will go on a date with me any time now - <em>just for another smoothie.</em> Then we rushed off to see the play. I was quite excited to see this play because the music, lyrics, and story were written by one of my dear friends, Martin Landry and his lovely wife, Janice. They did a phenomenal job. It was hilariously entertaining, had a wonderful message and was just plain fun to watch. The kids obviously had a great time doing the play as well and the actors and actresses were great. Well done Crossroads Christian! That's how I felt about it all. Of course, I was concerned that taking my 3 year old little BOY to sit through a 2 hr long play that started AT HIS BEDTIME could potentially turn out to be a very bad decision but I was pleased to see that Haynes seemed to be thoroughly entertained as well. He is always so funny about noise. Loud noises (many people singing, kids choir, a really loud room, etc) make him anxious and the first thing he does is cover his ears. He did exactly as I expected and covered his ears whenever they sang or the cast got loud. However, he watched intently as they danced and acted out their roles. He was very intrigued. By the end of the first act, he had become more comfortable with the situation and was much more at ease. At intermission, I rushed him straight back to potty. Remember that smoothie? Yeah. It dawned on me somewhere in the first act that it may have been a terrible idea to give him a big drink that he guzzled right before we had to sit for a long period of time. He did just fine. Man, he is really growing up. By the second act, there was no more ear holding. He was downright laughing right along with the rest of the crowd and seemed to have picked out his favorite characters to watch. He giggled everytime he saw someone do something funny. It was a joy to watch his reaction to their play. I wish I were able to capture a picture of his smiles and giggles but I feel sure I would have been strongly disliked if I started snapping pictures of my own kid out in the crowd as the play went on. He did truly enjoyed his first show.<br />
Who would have thought that the first play I ever took my first baby to would be a play written my my dear friends? It will forever be a special night to me. My first date with Haynes, his first of many musicals - and a very special musical at that. I love that thought. <br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08265760860395723623noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148616597949510112.post-75207004446421286042013-02-13T12:55:00.000-08:002013-02-13T12:55:37.199-08:00My Little OneI had my 32 week visit and all is well. I admit that this pregnancy has had me more on edge with worries than I usually have. As an L&D nurse, I see a lot of women in situations that would either scare me to death or emotionally break me down. I know too well what could happen at any point in pregnancy and sometimes, when you're pregnant, you just can't get those "<em>what if that happens to me</em>" thoughts out of your head - especially when you see them happen every day that you are at work. I hate those thoughts. I hate those feelings. I don't want to be consumed with worry when I know beyond any doubt that I have a sovereign God who has EVERYTHING in his hands. He is in control and knows the time this baby will be born. Early or not, healthy or not, really small or just big, this baby is in the Lord's hands and completely loved by him. Why should I fear? No matter what happens, God is good. I believe that. I just have to remind myself about 20 times a week. <br />
So back to my appointment... <br />
First, after having contractions since around 18 weeks, and history of preterm delivery (late preterm - but still preterm), and having been on progesterone injections and procardia (a blood pressure med) both used to slow down or stop contractions, it's no wonder that fear of a preterm delivery has been in the forefront of my mind. I have been checked at almost every prenatal visit just to make sure nothing is going on. And, praise the Lord, it still looks good. Not dilated! It sounds funny to be <em>happy</em> about that but we're still too early for me to be excited about any progression<br />
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Second, Little One's fetal heart rate was 150 bpm today. It is always such a beautiful sound. <br />
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Third and best of all, I got a look at a sweet little profile and a precious face today. I <em>really</em> needed that. It is amazing what we can see with modern ultrasounds today! These pictures don't really do justice to the actual ultrasound photos. I just took pictures of my pictures with my phone but you can see well enough how beautiful this baby is! I'm absolutely in love. I can't wait 'til the day I get to hold this baby in my arms. <br />
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Don't these pictures melt your heart? Yes, I know they do because they are precious. *wink, wink* Now notice that we still have <em>NO</em> photos of the private area. I'm curious to know what everyone thinks. <br />
Is this a Harrison "Harry" Lane Ellis or a Selah Anne Ellis? What do you think? Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08265760860395723623noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148616597949510112.post-81872569420267989232013-02-07T10:13:00.001-08:002013-02-07T10:34:33.484-08:00First Dentist Appointment!Well today was a big day in my book. We had our first dentist appointment for Haynes and Brookelynn. I was so nervous that it would be a traumatic experience that I delayed making an appointment for Haynes by an entire year. After getting multiple opinions about dentists in the area and having multiple great reviews about Dr Massey, I finally got up the confidence to call for their first visit. <br />
First thing this morning, I had them watching an educational you tube video on my computer about going to the dentist for the first time as they ate their Cheerios and banana. I don't know that it helped but at least they had some idea of what all those strange instruments were coming at their face. Then off we went to to see the dentist. They were called back and escorted to two little dentist chairs right next to each other. They both had sweet little hygienists who made them feel comfortable with the whole experience. They showed them each every little tool they were going to use and even coaxed both of them into letting them floss their teeth!!!! I have never been brave enough to attempt that. I sat and watched in amazement as my children willingly and without complaint had their first exam and cleaning. I was a proud mama at that moment and VERY relieved! It was over in no time and then they were rewarded with their goody bag and special toothbrushes. Dr Massey came and looked at their teeth and said they were beautiful (of course). And then they were done. We were out in about 30 minutes. On our way out the door, the kids were given a coin to get a prize. Haynes chose a bouncy ball and Brookelynn chose a bracelet. They thought the whole thing was just great. Thank goodness! Maybe they won't have the terrible anxieties that I have about going I the dentist for a cleaning. i have always hated the dentist. If anyone's interested, we went to Trussville Pediatric Dentistry. I would highly recommend. <br />
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In Alabama, we take any "snow" we can get. People go crazy around here at the mere mention of the stuff. It's pretty wild. But we do love a good snow every once in a while. And by good I mean, more than 1/4 inch. I've been disapointed enough as a child by getting my hopes up for snow only to be crushed that it never happens. So now, I pretty much don't believe there's going to be snow, inspite of every weather forecast, until I see it and it sticks. Then I allow myself to get excited about it. I told Haynes it was snowing this afternoon and that is the picture I most wish I had gotten. His face lit up with a smile and we went to the front door to get a better look. Great big snow flurries were falling heavily and were just beginning to accumulate on the ground. It looked like it would be promising. Brookelynn giggled and grinned at it. She really didn't know anything about snow but she was excited because we were. This is Brookelynn's first snow! We stared out at it for some time and marveled at it's beauty. Snow really is beautiful. I sent Haynes and Brookelynn to bed for their naps knowing that they would be short ones. That was okay. I really wanted to go play too but there wasn't enough to play in right then. The both went to bed still marveling at the snow. They actually both took good naps and both woke up happy and excited about going out. Brandon even got off early so we started the process of getting our layers of clothing on while we waited on him to come home. Then out we went into the wet, sticky, not so good but good enough for us, snow. It was VERY wet and messy but it didn't matter to them. They laughed and giggled as they experienced the cold stuff and threw it around and tasted it. Haynes made some snow balls had a blast trying to get us with them. Brookelynn would pick up a little piece of snow with her glove and toss it trying to hit something, and then laugh and laugh. Haynes has seen, I believe, 3 or 4 snows now, but it makes me smile to think that this is the first one he might actually <em>remember</em>. It was melting as we played but I am thankful for that little bit of snow. <br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08265760860395723623noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148616597949510112.post-70907529776511056942013-01-17T20:17:00.002-08:002013-01-17T20:25:31.173-08:00A weekend at the lake. Every year we (my friends and I) try and plan a weekend away at Smith Lake. It's usually in the fall but this year, every one was busy and we couldn't work out a time to go. So we rescheduled for January. I was happy to see this weekend come for several reasons. 1. It meant we got a break from our beloved children. I love them dearly but it so nice to have a day or two without them. 2. It marked the last of the travels we will be doing for a while. I love going places but I sure am ready to get back to some sort of routine after the holidays. 3. We got to spend some time with our friends, doing nothing but eating, sleeping, having entertaining conversation about grown up topics (well, sort of), playing games, and watching movies. No one feels the absolute need to wear makeup or fix their hair. We takes turns cooking and cleaning up and there is always a good meal at every meal time. Aaaand... we split it so many ways, it's a very inexpensive getaway. It is always a fun and relaxing weekend.<br />
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Richa caught herself up on Downton Abbey Season 2. Thank heavens. Now she can watch season 3 with the rest of the girls. </div>
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A big thank you to Joy for doing the planning of a lovely trip at the best lake house ever. You always make it work. :-) </div>
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08265760860395723623noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148616597949510112.post-25563567434958744772013-01-08T15:45:00.000-08:002013-01-17T20:25:12.255-08:00Happy New Year, January 2013Happy New Years to everyone! It will be an exciting year for the Ellis family. Our biggest thing on the list of things to do? Add a baby to the family. We are getting really excited about that. Now that things are about to settle down after the busy holidays, we will be focusing on getting things ready for Baby #3 in the coming month. I have a list of other things I'd like to get accomplished this year and maybe I'll post those later but for now, here's how we've spent our first week of January 2013. <br />
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Last year we started the tradition of sparklers with the babies. Haynes was completely mesmorized by them last year. This year, he was afraid of getting burned. Not a bad thing at this age I guess... So Brandon and I got to do sparklers while the fearful children watched nervously from a distance. </div>
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We had a New Years toast with them this year. Good ol' Welch's grapejuice in some medicine cups makes for a really fun even in their eyes. I love their faces. They had a good time toasting and saying "cheers." Their first taste of the bubbly stuff resulted in some interesting faces. </div>
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We took a trip to the Galleria to do some after Christmas shopping. Aaannnd... there was a train. That just looked too irresistible to pass up so we let the babies have a ride. It was totally worth it. </div>
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A happy breakfast. Oatmeal with Craisins. </div>
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It was cold but the sun was out so we bundled up and rode tricycles for a while. They finally got some much needed time outdoors. </div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08265760860395723623noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148616597949510112.post-21822582282486072632013-01-08T14:33:00.000-08:002013-01-08T14:41:49.814-08:00South Carolina Christmas 2012We headed to South Carolina for some more family time and with a record breaking smallest amount of packing we've ever done since children came into our world, we proudly left our driveway without a car top carrier on top of our van. Yes, it was a big day in our eyes. The travels were not too bad only stopping several times for potty breaks and a good lunch. The worst of it was... sick kids. Oh the horrors of sick children and traveling. I believe EVERY time we go to Columbia, the at least one of us (and usually it's a kid) is sick with something. Last year, it was a GI bug that eventually worked it's way around the whole family. I know they wanted us to leave. This year, the babies both had nasty runny noses and seemed in general under the weather. Oh joy. Still, on we traveled. We did decide not to stop and visit my Uncle Bokey and Aunt Lib in Aiken because we did not want them to get anything from us. I hate we missed seeing them. <br />
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We spent some time in downtown Columbia, watched the ice skaters, shopped around a little and had lunch at the Mellow Mushroom. </div>
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The babies opened their some gifts early so they'd have something to keep them out of trouble. Brookelynn got a nice shopping cart and lots of food for her grocery shopping pleasure.</div>
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Haynes got a "Whistling Woods" track set with a Toby engine that runs on batteries. Very cool. </div>
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We enjoyed more good food!</div>
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The kids were having fun with their Uncle Jimmy. </div>
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Aunt Cindy helped Haynes distribute the gifts.</div>
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Brookelynn modeled the heat pack gifts.</div>
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There's Savannah, trying hers out.</div>
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Brookelynn got a fancy towel or "towl" as B says, from Trish and she loved it so much she didn't want to take it off. </div>
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Haynes and Brookelynn got a new book... about sharing. I sure hope this one is a favorite of theirs. They really need to work on sharing. </div>
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Aunt Allison insisted on getting a good picture with the children. Unfortunately, the children insisted on not posing for a picture. </div>
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We played with Christmas Crackers this year. A cracker consists of a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paperboard" title="Paperboard">cardboard</a> tube wrapped in a brightly decorated twist of paper,<sup> </sup>making it resemble an oversized <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Candy#Packaging" title="Candy">sweet-wrapper</a>. The cracker is pulled by two people, and the cracker splits unevenly. The split is accompanied by a mild bang or snapping sound. The person with the larger portion of cracker empties the contents from the tube and keeps them. It contains a paper crown, a small toy or a joke to tell to all. It was great entertainment for everyone.</div>
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Time to go home but not before some Krispy Creme doughnuts.</div>
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Merry Christmas! 2012</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08265760860395723623noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148616597949510112.post-61133258151943863832013-01-08T13:11:00.000-08:002013-01-08T13:11:04.979-08:00A Busy Christmas Day 2012Christmas Day doesn't look like much on this blog entry because I was too exhausted to take any pictures. I ended up having to go in to work on Christmas morning. It was no surprise and I was planning on getting called in but it was still disheartening to say the least. After a busy Christmas Eve and late night out with the babies, I got up before anyone in the house was up got ready for work. It didn't feel like a holiday at all. <br />
I drove to work that morning with a heavy heart, thinking about all the things I would miss with Brandon's side of the family and I really had a bad attitude about the whole thing. But, of course, not a single nurse wanted to be there any more than I did. Suck it up Melody, nurses have to work holidays. I can't say that I felt great about being there all day but I actually do LOVE my job and being at work in general and once I was there and we all had our assignments, it wasn't really so bad. It was a pretty busy Christmas (I think from all the storms that day) so things weren't slow which was good and bad for us. At least we weren't sitting around doing nothing but it meant none of us were going home any sooner than we anticipated either. There were 5 or 6 deliveries of babies that day I believe. I hate it for those poor babies who'll have to celebrate their birthdays in July but at least their birthday will be easy for people to remember. I did end up getting a lucky break when one of our nurses came in a little early and I was able leave work at around 3:30 instead of 5pm.<br />
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I had missed most of the festivities at Nonie and Pawpaw's house, and the family picture, and the family time but I made it in just enough time to say Hi and Bye to everyone. One thing that Nonie and Pawpaw love to do is sing a couple of Christmas songs and take a serious and a goofy picture. No pictures of Nonie and Pawpaws but here's one I stole from Honey's facebook page. Don't they all look cute in their Rudolph noses? I really hate that I missed it. <br />
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After we left there, we went to Honey and Papa's house for some time with them. Honey always has more presents under the tree than will fit. One thing I learned early about Desiree Ellis is that she is a gift giver. She loves to give people things and send sweet little notes. It is precious to me that she and Ron are both so thoughtful. That being said, the kids dug in and opened and opened and opened. By the end of it, I had no idea what Brookelynn and Brandon had gotten as they were on the opposite side of the room as me and Haynes. There was wrapping paper everywhere and toys and clothes scattered about. We all had our thoughtful gifts in little piles and still, I'm sure that we probably mixed a few of the toys up. There is usually at least one thing lost every year. I guess it was exhaustion and the sheer craziness of opening presents with all the grand kids but I didn't break out the camera once while we were there. I promise I'll try to do better next year. We all were stuffed, exhausted, overstimulated, and ready for bed that night - not just the little ones. <br />
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We bought the babies a play nativity set. The pieces were a pill to keep up with because Brookelynn loved the "Mangels" so much that she would take them off and play with them. Either one or the other was missing half the month but this was a fun activity and I look forward to them playing with it again next year. Also the shepherds and the baby "Jejus" was a big hit. </div>
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Having some dress up fun as we decorate our tree!</div>
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DECORATING THEIR FIRST TREE.</div>
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Somehow, we managed to get out and have a date with our friends Boo and Evan at my favorite place to eat, Surin!!! We had such a great time and Baby #3 and I had been craving it for several months. We enjoyed it most of all. </div>
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FIRST CHRISTMAS PARADE!</div>
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Christmas Treats that make me smile. Yankee Candle Balsam and Ceder and yummy chocolate.</div>
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Yes. Those are granny panties of her dear sweet mommys (and yes, they are clean). Brookelynn has discovered dress up but hasn't figured out what she's supposed to dress up in yet. Kinda wierd but it was too funny to not take a picture of.</div>
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My dearest friend Megan left our Birth Suites and started a new adventure in a pediatrician office. I sure will miss her and all our silly, sweet, entertaining, fun times. But I'm very happy for her and her family since this new job will allow her to be with her little ones more often. </div>
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We hosted our community group Christmas Party. Although, most of our community group was unable to come due to busy schedules in December, we had a lovely time with Babs and Wade, and Brittney. This is my pinterest inspired Christmas wreath. It was yummy and easy and fun. </div>
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And we can't forget that Brandon had a birthday in December. This year, Haynes got to be more interactive in the choosing of Daddy's present. I took him to the store with me and made him feel like he was responsible for choosing the things I had already planned on getting him. It was so much fun for him. We got Daddy a panini pan and a pizza stone. We expect lots of delicious things to come in 2013. Haynes took great joy in giving the new presents to his daddy. Brandon really enjoyed his gifts too. </div>
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Brookelynn is enjoying being girly. She put this headband on and came to me with a big grin. She was so proud of herself and though she was so pretty. I have enjoyed her big girl hair! It's long enough to try lots of different braids now and she does a fairly decent job of being still for me to fix it. </div>
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Ah yes. Our friends Michael and Michelle came to town for a few short days to visit for Christmas! I can't believe they've been gone two years. We got to eat lunch with them and see big sister Sarah Kate and the new baby sister Evelyn. I sure wish I could have seen a little more of them but I'll take any visit I can get. </div>
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It's ALWAYS super busy for us at Christmas. I know it is for everyone but this year seemed a little more. I made most of our gifts in an attempt to save some money this year. I haven't added up a single receipt so I'm not really sure how much we saved but I tried. Our gifts? Scented rice heat packs. It was my first attempt at making them although I've wanted to for years. They turned out pretty nice I think. They for sure smelled good. Some were peppermint scented and some were lavender scented. Even with sewing maching troubles and late night sewing (because sewing during the day with material, scissors, and scented rice all over my room was not an option with the toddlers hanging around), I was able to make 16 total and I really had fun doing it. There were three different designs and shapes. I wish I could sew more often. <br />
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Christmas Eve morning was spent at home with my own little family. We slept till the babies were in our room asking for milk as they always do. Got up and had coffee and a easy and yummy out of a can cinnamon roll breakfast and headed to the living room to present our presents to each other. Now I am the worst at coming up with good gifts to give Brandon. I'll admit it. The first year we were married, I bought pillows for him for Christmas and he has never let me live it down. I know, that's not an exciting gift at all but in my defense, he really needed them, good pillows are expensive and we didn't have a penny to spare in those days. Anyways, this year I had my inlaws (Thank you Ron and Desi!) order a branding iron with the letter E for all his grilling experiements. One of his favorite hobbies is grilling and I couldn't wait to give it to him. It was a big hit. Brandon gave me some gloves I could use with my touch screen phone. I never would have though of that. Haynes enjoyed his new learning tablet and new "big boy" blankie to replace his baby blankie and Brookelynn got a new baby doll carrier (made by my friend Michelle) and some grown up jewelry. She wasn't that into the baby doll carrier on Christmas Eve morning but I'm sure when Baby#3 comes and mommy is wearing her baby every where she goes, Brookelynn will think it's fun too. It was a lovely family time. We all enjoyed being lazy and just spending a relaxed, happy morning together. <br />
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After our own family time, it was time to head off to my parents house for the evening. First thing, we attempted a family picture. It was a total fail. I'm not even posting it it was so bad and the babies were not in any mood to pose for a picture. That's life. But they were absolutely adorable all dolled up in their cutest Christmas attire. <br />
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After presents and and a good meal, we enjoyed the Christmas Eve service at my parents church and then headed back to the house for some fruit and chocolate fondue for dessert. It was a very nice Christmas Eve but we were glad to be home at the end of the day. Exhausted from all the festivities, we still had many more to come. <br />
<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08265760860395723623noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148616597949510112.post-36916786554922617102012-11-28T09:38:00.001-08:002012-11-28T10:29:14.026-08:00For my Brookelynn on her 2nd BirthdayDear Brookelynn Grace, <br />
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You came into the world a tiny little bundle of spunk. That personality hasn't changed a bit but you sure have grown up in two years! My 4 lb 13 oz little girl now weighs 20 lbs (which is still teeny tiny for a two year old) but you're big to me. And you sure think you are all grown up. I look back at these precious little pictures of you and just wonder where the time has gone. WOW! Babies grow up so fast, my precious peanut!<br />
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Brookelynn's Baby Words<br />
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Where's my bwanket? = blanket<br />
Dump = jump<br />
Where's my cutt = cup<br />
Pita-oo, I chee ooo = peekaboo, I see you<br />
I go potty<br />
Wes weed = let's read<br />
My boot = my book<br />
Yay! I did it. = Yay! I did it! perfectly clear<br />
A dum twuck = a dump truck (she loves seeing one pass by on the road - thank you big brother)<br />
Das mine = that's mine<br />
Tush da bundt = push the button<br />
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Recent Stinker Sightings<br />
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<li>sticks her toothbrush in the potty to get it wet before brushing</li>
<li>colors or paints face every time there is contact with crayons, markers or paint</li>
<li>rummages through mommy's makeup destroying everything in sight (blush brush in the toilet this morning)</li>
<li>rubbed Boudreaux's Butt Paste in hair and it was still greasy 3 days and 5 washings later. Thanks to Grandmama and some Dawn dish detergent, it finally looked clean. </li>
<li>gets in shower and pumps shampoo into hands and spreads all over face and body (because it smells nice maybe???)</li>
<li>stuck mommy's earrings down in her ears so she could be pretty. </li>
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Pediatrician Visit Today: 20 lbs 4oz (between 3rd and 10th percentile) and 31 3/4 in tall. <br />
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My darling little B. I love you with all my heart. I love to kiss your still pudgy little cheeks. I love the way you come and plop down in my lap and your powder puff pony tail tickles my face. I love your bouncy hair (mine has never had as much bounce as yours). I love your scrawny little legs. I love your happy and energetic spirit. You are loving to your brother (most of the time), always looking out for him and making sure he is close. When you wake up from your nap or a good night's sleep, the first thing you ask about is him. "Where's my Haynsie?" you ask. I love that. He has always been your best little friend. I hope you two are best buddies forever. He loves you too, sweet girl. You two may argue and disagree and fuss sometimes, but you both have a special bond that I hope stays forever. You are obsessed with milk and drink more milk than any little person I have ever seen. If we let you, your entire diet would consist of nothing but milk. You care nothing for TV or movies. You are beginning to LOVE baby dolls and everything like that. Good timing since Baby Brother or Sister is coming soon. You'll be lots of help I'm sure. You have been interested going potty for three months now and already poop and tee-tee on the potty! Impressive. Now we just have to work on you being consistent and you'll be out of diapers. Mommy and Daddy would appreciate your continued interest and participation to make this happen soon. Please and thank you. We love you forever and pray that you grow in the love and knowledge of our wonderful Savior. He loves you most of all, Brookelynn. I hope you always cling to that. Happy Second Birthday!<br />
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Love, MamaAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08265760860395723623noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148616597949510112.post-24867760599088780162012-11-01T10:40:00.001-07:002012-11-01T10:50:12.272-07:00Fall FestivalMy favorite part of Fall Festivals is seeing all the cute little outfits that kids come up with (or their moms.) I'm never one of those moms who go all out and actually MAKE the kids costumes but they sure are fun to look at. Last night was no disappointment. And of course, my kids were no exception. They were pretty darn sweet. Haynes was a train conductor complete with Thomas the Train hat and scarf, and blue striped oshkosh overalls. Brookelynn was a bunny. <br />
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We had a special guest this Halloween. My aunt, Trish, came for a short visit!! We were so excited she was here and we had a lovely day with her. I wish I had only gotten one picture of her with the babies before she left that night. What was I thinking? <br />
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Haynes working on throwing a football. According to my dear father in law, Ron, both my kids really need lessons in throwing. Yeah. They probably get that from me. </div>
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The sweetest little buddies.</div>
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After our festival, we came home, made the rounds to see a few neighbors and then went home and went to bed. Thank goodness all busy days come to an end. We were all ready for bed. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08265760860395723623noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148616597949510112.post-6951349080855384922012-10-26T18:02:00.000-07:002012-10-26T18:02:06.576-07:00Jumpy Things. Its been a crazy busy few weeks. On the list of things to do...<br />
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<li>Kids Market 50% off day (with the kids - blah)</li>
<li>Prepare/pack to go camping</li>
<li>Switch out kids summer and winter clothes</li>
<li>Move furniture and all sorts of baby things around to make room for a new little nursery</li>
<li>Meet Bethany at Play Place for jumpy things fun</li>
<li>Pumpkin Patch</li>
<li>Joy's Fall Party</li>
<li>Camping Trip</li>
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Not to mention work and the other normal activities. So I've blogged about all the other fun activities. Now it's time to make sure we have a little blog about our outing with Bethany, my sister in law, and her sweet girls, Emily and Sadie. Austin was at school so we didn't get to play with him. <br />
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I have to admit, I am not a big fan of jumpy things. I have nightmarish thoughts about my kids getting trampled in them. Especially when there are billions of kids on one. And kids can be so elusive in them. I have lost my children several times looking for them to come out one side and they came out the other. In short, they kind of stress me. Soooo that being said...<br />
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This place was totally different. Partly because we went in the morning and aside from a few people that trickled in here and there, we literally had the place to OURSELVES! It was quiet, and non-stressful. Even little Brookelynn went on the biggest of jumpy things because it wasn't so crowded that she was trampled. <br />
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Haynes, Brookelynn and Emily had a great time. They played non-stop for two hours. Needless to say, they were worn out after that. <br />
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Emily, Brookelynn, Haynes and Sadie</div>
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These pictures are all pretty bad because it's not well lit and these kids aren't gonna be still for a picture at a jumpy place. And Brookelynn was thirsty. For real. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08265760860395723623noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148616597949510112.post-44331635654145132362012-10-24T18:18:00.001-07:002012-10-24T18:18:42.463-07:00The Pumpkin Patch 2012So...the Pumpkin Patch wasn't all I expected it to be. I had heard rumor that the pumpkins were just set out in a field and not actually grown there but when you see it in person, it is somewhat disappointing. But, I guess if you're 3, you don't know the difference. I got together with several good friends of mine and we all chose a last Friday to go on the outing. It was a cool, and blustery day that morning but the sun was supposed to be shining so it sounded like nice weather. We all packed up our kids (seven of them to be exact) and started on the rather loooonng trip to Hayden to our Pumpkin Patch of choice. By the time we arrived, it was a field FULL of kids on a field trip! Dun dun dun....<br />
Oh there were little children everywhere and of course not enough adults to keep order as it was a field trip. As stressful as it looked, we braved the crowds and decided to first attempt to get some good pictures of the kids. After all, there were places for wonderful staged fall photos everywhere. The harsh sun and the annoying wind, not to mention my children's complete disgust at the idea of getting their picture taken that day made this photo op almost a total flop. <br />
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Here's a good one of my good friend, Kate, and her new baby girl!</div>
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And Joy!</div>
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And the cutie pies, Emma and Elijah. </div>
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After the kids had their time in the jumpy things, we headed up for a quick snack and then headed to the covered wagon hayride and off to the "pumpkin patch." <br />
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Jonas, Lydia, Haynes and Brookelynn on the hayride.</div>
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The "Great Pumpkin Patch."</div>
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The perfect pumpkin. This is the one we have sitting on our front steps today. </div>
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Jonas is helping us out with our pumpkin choices.</div>
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Attempting to move the pumpkin.</div>
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There's Rachel and Emma. So precious.</div>
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After the wagon ride, we made one last attempt as some good pictures. Again, it was not exactly a great and cooperative photo session. This one is my favorite. Almost all the kids with Joy. You can see in their faces how much it pained them for us to be attempting these pictures but we tried anyways. <br />
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After a day like this one, some adult time without kids was much needed. And it just so happened that Joy was hosting her annual fall party that night. I had a baby sitter lined up and ready to take care of the kids and that night, and off we went to Joy's house. I have to say, even the long ride to Bessemer was fun just because we didn't have kids. We stopped at Target to get some last minute groceries for our camping trip (which we went on the next morning) and THAT was fun because we didn't have kids. I LOVE my kids but it sure is nice to be without them sometimes. Whew. So, then we went to Joy's and enjoyed a lovely time, with a beautiful table setup (her specialty), and some good food. I just have to show you some pictures of her table. <br />
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See...she's got talent folks. And she's a great party planner. So if you ever need a party planned, I know a girl. Thanks Joy, for a lovely evening!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08265760860395723623noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148616597949510112.post-11840091780067232932012-10-24T10:56:00.000-07:002012-10-24T11:01:35.495-07:00Camping with Toddlers - Part 2The camping fun continues. At this point in the day, we are getting a little tired of the whining and dissatisfaction of the children. They aren't enjoying it quite as much as we'd hoped. In all fairness to poor little Bea, she developed a very runny nose that morning and it was obvious she was getting a cold. I know she didn't feel great. That was her problem. I actually think she would have had a blast had it not been for her stuffy little head. Still, there was fun to be had and they weren't going to ruin the trip with grumpiness. So I pulled out all the entertainment cards I had to offer. <br />
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Haynes and I decided to go on a bear hunt. We made sure to take his binoculars, just in case one was far off. </div>
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Brandon got started cooking supper in our new cooking pot. We LOVED this! It was definitely worth buying for our trip. In my excitement about the trip, I went internet hunting for some good campfire food recipes. We combined a few of the recipes and made some adaptations and came up with something that sounded good. To me, cooking over a campfire is such a satisfying feat. It worked great and it was so much fun. <br />
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Adding a touch of red wine... Aren't we fancy?</div>
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While dinner was cooking, I gathered up the leaves we found on our leaf hunt. I think they were all pretty. <br />
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Before we left, I grabbed one of Haynes' Highlights magazines from our cabinet. At camp, I opened it up and it just so happened to have a leaf hunt article in it! What luck. So Haynes and I read about the different leaves and compared ours with the pictures. Thanks for the magazine subscription Trish! It always has something entertaining for Haynes to do. <br />
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Then, Haynes got creative with the pine needles and started sweeping up the campsite. It was all fun until he started using it as a weapon. BOYS! </div>
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Here's our stew just a simmering. This just makes me happy.</div>
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It wouldn't be right for me to leave out such an important part of our camping experience. I will call this particular part of my post POTTY TRAINING TODDLERS in the GREAT OUTDOORS! Oh my heavens, how entertaining this was! After spending the better part of a year potty training with Haynes (a very tough year mind you), and Brookelynn showing major interest in the sport, I couldn't let one weekend outdoors ruin our progress by reverting back to diapers. Sooo..... we took our little travel potty and set up a make shift potty training area. Complete with lysol wipes, baby wipes and toilet paper. It worked great and the kids really got a kick out of going potty outside. I will say, it was really quite an odd sight. <br />
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Finally, the stew was ready! We all were ready for something hot. I had forgotten to bring two of the ingredients I needed but it still tasted quite good.</div>
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After supper, we climbed in the tent about an hour before bedtime (because I knew it would take that long to settle them down). We played in the dark tent with our new flashlights and glow sticks from the dollar bins at Target. This was really fun. Armed with warm, fuzzy footie pajamas, cheap flashlights, glow sticks, glow wands, and glow necklaces, those kids partied 'til the sun went down. Our tent looked like a disco ball.</div>
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After one more story on the kindle about another camping trip, Haynes and Brookelynn were finally settled and snuggled in their sleeping bags and warm blankets. I kissed them goodnight and climbed out of the tent. They were quiet in no time. Brandon and I had plenty of time by the fire, just the two of us. We discussed the events of the day and what we could have done to make it better. There are some more camping things we would like to buy. A bigger tent for one. But I think the day went about as good as it's gonna go with toddlers on a camping trip. It wasn't so bad. Just different than a camping trip with just the two of us. And we decided we would have to go camping with just us one day soon... so we could sit by the fire and do NOTHING else. <br />
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In the morning, it was COLD!!!! The temperatures were in the high 40's and it was foggy and damp. Brandon and I woke up before the kids amazingly and we got out of the tent to get that campfire going pronto! We had time for a morning cup of coffee before the babies started to stir. <br />
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I climbed back in the tent and bundled them up as best as I could. I had forgotten to bring Haynes' heavy coat (horrible mother). I layered him with everything he had and sent them both out into the cold foggy morning. With nothing warm to feed them, I grabbed the only banana I brought, stuck it on the hot dog skewer and warmed it up before I gave it to them. They thought it was good. </div>
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Eventually we gave up on cooking breakfast on the fire since it never warmed up. Good thing we brought a propane burner just in case. Breakfast was still a success. Bacon and eggs and coffee. </div>
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We decided after cleaning up breakfast that we had had enough experience with camping with toddlers and we packed up and headed home. All in all, it was a good trip. I'm glad we did it. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08265760860395723623noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148616597949510112.post-49191407816723872542012-10-24T09:56:00.002-07:002012-10-24T09:56:26.739-07:00Camping with Toddlers - Part 1I have a LOT of things to blog about this week so this blog will be updated frequently. First on the list, our first camping trip with the toddlers. And Oh, what a trip it was. We decided to go to Oak Mountain State Park since it's the closest campground to home and we only had one night, AND we had toddlers who had never camped before and weren't really sure how this whole trip would turn out. I feel like Oak Mountain is a cheaters campground. It's not really in the "mountains," I had a feeling it would be crowded. Well, just as I suspected, it was VERY crowded. There were hardly any campsites to choose from when we arrived Saturday morning. We did get a nice lot right next to the water which made me a little happier but there was a hiking trail that walked literally right next to our tent and we were right next to the public "beach." So... no privacy. Oh well. It wasn't all that bad. So here's the story:<br />
First thing we started setting up camp. <br />
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I knew the combination of sleeping and tent would be challenging for my children. Their only experiences with tents have been PLAY tents. They have no concept of sleeping in a tent and when you go camping, that's pretty much all the tent is used for. So I let them play in the tent for a while to get it out of their system, while we started the fire and began to roast hotdogs for lunch. <br />
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Haynes closed his eyes and screamed every time smoke blew his way. He didn't like getting too close to the campfire because it burned his eyes. I'm certain his opinion of fires will change soon enough. </div>
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After lunch, we headed in the tent to set up beds before it got dark. This was viewed as another opportunity for two toddlers to bounce about the tent. <br />
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After trying to convince them to settle and take a short nap with us, we gave up and decided to go for a hike. The kids, would have rather stayed in the tent and played. Haynes complained most of the hike about wanting to do something else but I tried my best to get him to just enjoy the hike. Ha. Yeah right. <br />
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Looking in critter holes in trees for hiding creatures.</div>
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We looked for critters, had a hunt for the prettiest leaf, and looked at the water. It was a short hike and we decided to head back to camp to hang around the fire. <br />
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Reading "Curious George Goes Camping" by our campfire. </div>
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George roasted marshmallows, so we decided to roast some too.</div>
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Stay Tuned. More camping fun to come...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08265760860395723623noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148616597949510112.post-70224446141213926152012-10-14T18:38:00.001-07:002012-10-14T18:38:21.984-07:00A sneak peak.I had a few moments to myself this weekend to take a look at my sweet little angel. I can't wait to hold another baby. I do love them so much. It's part of why I love what I do. Not getting to play with the ultrasound machine (but I will say that's a fun perk!). No. It's being there for one of the sweetest moments in a mother's life - the birth of her baby. I love, love, love being a part of that. There was a sweet couple I cared for this weekend that brought back so many memories for me of my own deliveries. The new mama cried happy tears as she wrapped her arms around her sweet little baby as he came into this world. She held her baby with such love and excitement. That moment is amazing. I really don't have words to describe it. All I can say is, you just LOVE. It is instant love. And a love so big it almost hurts but it feels so good. And to think, God actually loves me more than I love my children. That is even more amazing. Thank you God for your incredible love for us!<br />
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We can't wait to hold you sweet little one! You are a blessing already and we are so thankful for every little moment we have with you (and those extra little sneak peaks we get until you finally make your first appearance.) Happy 15 weeks!!!<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08265760860395723623noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148616597949510112.post-61473445324759986322012-10-06T13:16:00.001-07:002012-10-06T13:16:08.815-07:001, 2, 3...It's officially fall and it's my favorite time of year to take pictures of my babies. So today, I dressed them all up in their fall colors and we headed to the front yard for a photoshoot. Unfortunately, Brandon was already at Octoberfest helping out with Charlie's BBQ booth but there'll be plenty more fall photoshoots for him to be in. He won't get out of them all...hehehe. Mommy was very excited about it. The kids... well, not really but they warmed up to the idea after a while. <br />
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We headed to Moody's Octoberfest after our picture session to partake in the wonderful fall festivities. This is one of the reasons I love fall. Aside from the colors and wonderful weather fall brings, there are always so many festivals! Last weekend, the traveling carnival was in town. We took Haynes and Brookelynn last year and, although they were way to young to do any of the rides, it was sooooo much fun just to go and walk around and eat junk food. Funnel cakes - YUM. This year we didn't make it but it made me happy just to see it around last weekend. I know it will be back soon, it always comes back. Maybe we'll make it next time. So back to Octoberfest... We walked down to the park in our super duper double stroller, found some BBQ at our friend's Charlies BBQ booth where Brandon was helping, and some yummy corn dogs at another for the babies, and then headed over to the music area to hear our friends in the band, Act of Congress, play. It is always so much fun to hear them. They are really good and if you've never heard them, you should. We saw our friends at our church booth, Community Presbyterian and walked around to see the sights. The kids jumped on the bouncy things, we went on a hayride, waited in a lovely line for the bathroom (Haynes didn't wet his pants - YAY!) and then, Mommy was exhausted and we walked back home. Whew. Now it is silent in the house and I am enjoying a quiet moment. Here's a recap from some of the day's fun. <br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08265760860395723623noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148616597949510112.post-12670472032226006232012-10-05T20:14:00.000-07:002012-10-05T20:14:57.208-07:00My New Bedroom!It's not done yet, but I'm very happy with the results so far. I still have a lot of details to work on but we made a big push to get everything moved last night and we enjoyed our first night in our new bedroom. I bought a new duvet cover from my favorite, Pottery Barn and it's been sitting around the house as a color reference for months. We finally got the painting done, added a new door to close the room off from the kitchen and all the trim work that goes along with that. Yesterday, I went on a big shopping trip, dragging my poor children all over Trussville and bought the last things we needed to make our bed. We went to Tuesday Morning, Target, JC Penney, took a break for lunch, then headed to Belk and then back to Tuesday Morning. In one day, we found <br />
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All our chest of drawers and such. When Brandon and I got married and combined our furniture (which of course wasn't much) we had almost exactly the same chest of drawers. His had a little darker stain and they have different drawer pulls but they are exactly the same size. So to make them look a little more uniform, I mixed the drawers up. Every other drawer is switched in the dressers. I have always been proud of myself for thinking of that. It looks pretty good. <br />
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So that's what I have so far. There aren't any pictures on the walls yet or decorative items in the room but it's coming along. Next on the list of things to buy when I have some more money saved up is a bed skirt, lamps for my bedside tables, curtains and new pillows for my bed. For now, I'm just loving what I have - a fresh new room. <br />
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Oh and here's my old room after we moved. Yikes!!! Honestly, the picture doesn't do it justice. It looked much worse than this. <br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08265760860395723623noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4148616597949510112.post-51240928157913505932012-09-30T17:42:00.002-07:002012-09-30T17:42:26.224-07:00Oh How I Dread Painting. Painting. I hate it. It drives me crazy. It makes me nuts. It never seems to end. I can't wait until its over but I can't get it together enough to finish the project. We always need something from Lowes to move on to the next step and we never have it. So off to the store we go...or we put if off yet another day. I'm so tired of it. So Tuesday, I WILL finish - at least I HOPE I will finish. We shall see if the littles let me have a couple of hours to get it done. If I get it done, then I can get my husband to move all the furniture from my old bedroom into my freshly painted new bedroom. I get to go buy new pillows and a new comforter insert to put into my new bedding that I saved up and bought/splurged at one of my favorite stores, Pottery Barn. I can redecorate and do all the "fun" things that come with changing bedrooms. Why have I been so unmotivated when all this fun stuff is ahead and why in the world would I take on the project of changing bedrooms in the first place? Well, more to come...<br />
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P.S. I will post pictures of my new bedroom when it's all done. I'm getting more and more motivated as I think about it. Come on Tuesday!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08265760860395723623noreply@blogger.com0