tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41331000872325075362024-03-14T02:35:42.479-07:00Stories from our lifeAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507387902350183603noreply@blogger.comBlogger242125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4133100087232507536.post-30305036066390071772013-01-17T22:53:00.002-08:002013-01-17T22:53:51.022-08:00So thankful for my villageI think it's fair to be honest.... there are some days when I wonder if it's too early to have a drink. And to be even more honest, sometimes a drink really does help. It gives me a moment to stop, to literally and figuratively let go of what is happening around me. I get to regroup and then turn around to face the rest of the day.<br />
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I'm sure I'm saving my kids many hours in therapy but just having a sip of something strong... maybe I'm just saving myself.<br />
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It's amazing how many highs and lows I can have each day. The joy from the highs seems to hold more strength than the stress from the lows... for that I am so thankful.<br />
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I forget how difficult it can be to have a toddler. And I'm not sure how that is since I'm literally in the midst of raising a toddler... but I am frequently stopped in my tracks by the thought "wow, I forgot how difficult this stage could be". Which means I will again forget, which is the gift God gives us to get through these hours/days/years. We get to let go of the tough stuff since it's temporary and hold onto the wonderful stuff since that is really what matters.<br />
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Yesterday was very difficult, this morning wasn't all roses. Andrew really wore me out during Natalie's dance class (it didn't help that I had just finished being physically worn out during a spinning class). On the way home I felt exhausted. I thought about sending a text to Trever... "exhausted" was the only word that came to mind when I thought about what I would write.<br />
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And then I walked into my house. And there was my dad standing at the stove making grilled cheese sandwiches. If I hadn't been so shocked I think I might have cried. He was an hour early (thank goodness for whatever caused that miss communication), and he was making lunch for my kids (and me since I stole Natalie's sandwich). I felt my body completely relax, I was filled with peace.<br />
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We ate, I showered (yes, showered, it felt great). By the time I was out of the shower Andrew was in bed, Natalie was getting ready for a rest and my dad was doing the dishes. Seriously? <br />
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You know how they say that God knows what we need even when we don't know how to ask? Today I saw that in full color.<br />
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There is no one (other than Trever) who can walk into my house and take over in a way that makes me more comfortable than my dad. Everyone has their own strengths, I'm grateful for each relationship we have with each of our parents, they are all so special. But today, no one could have taken better care of me. He just stepped in and brought a calm to my heart to my body that was so healing.<br />
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And I got to run some errands and then volunteer in Nathan's class. He didn't expect to see me walk in. I didn't expect to see his face light up that much. It was priceless. I love being a part of his day. I just want to be around my kids all the time, soaking up the joy of watching them walk through their worlds.<br />
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I am so thankful that we are able to raise these amazing kids with a village. We are blessed, the kids are blessed and I believe the grandparents are blessed too.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507387902350183603noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4133100087232507536.post-82099381088088374802012-06-15T22:10:00.000-07:002013-01-17T22:32:10.703-08:00Kindergarten talent show<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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All the big kindergartners. I can't believe the year is over all ready!</div>
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Trever couldn't be there, I'm SOOO grateful that my parents were able to come. My dad is awesome with Andrew and is so great about taking over so I can actually watch my kids during their special moments.</div>
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Nathan sharing a picture he had drawn for his talent.</div>
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With his "cap" getting his graduation paper. We are so proud of Nathan. He has adjusted to school and loves to learn. And he loves his teacher, which is great since she'll be his teacher again next year. :)</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507387902350183603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4133100087232507536.post-4779653375994912322012-06-12T22:11:00.000-07:002013-01-17T22:28:50.345-08:00Swim lessons<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It's been so fun watching Natalie get brave in the water. She loves having a class to attend. And she is so proud of herself when she accomplishes a new task. And she LOVES when her grandparents come to watch!</div>
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So far our kids aren't water babies, but I'm glad she is having fun and willing to try new things.</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507387902350183603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4133100087232507536.post-28495977194330791312012-06-11T22:07:00.000-07:002013-01-17T22:26:45.594-08:00Our new front path<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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should I point out that we know that the kids shouldn't be playing in the wet concrete mix?</div>
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or should I just love how cute they were? how much fun they had?</div>
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Not to worry, we washed them off quickly and kept their skin lathered up so they didn't get sore. I love how kids find so much enjoyment from learning.</div>
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And I also love that we have a new walkway!!! And it took very little effort on our side... and it cost less than the other options. Less work, less money.... I had no idea that equation was a possibility!?!?</div>
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Yay for all of our friends who come over this fall/winter/spring (and some of the summer). </div>
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No more walking in the mud!</div>
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What can really be said about such cute little shoes? They stole my heart when Nathan wore them, and the ache is still there when I see them after Andrew has kicked them off. </div>
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Those little shoes that hold the little feet that carry the kids who steal my heart. Love.</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507387902350183603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4133100087232507536.post-80238653254295940352012-06-06T21:46:00.000-07:002013-01-17T22:21:20.123-08:00A day at the LBA park<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I can't believe I had never been to this park! </div>
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The kids and I met up with a friend and her kids. She and I are both pregnant. The kids are all close in age. What a great play date!!</div>
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"I don't need a baby, I'll have Abigail".<br />
Me: "Do you mean you don't need Andrew because you'll have Abigail as a baby?"<br />
"Ya. I'm gonna have Abigail for a baby. For a little bit."<br />
"Natalie, do you realize that Andrew isn't really a baby anymore, he's becoming a kid"<br />
"No, he's still a baby."<br />
"When will he be a kid?"<br />
"When he's 2."<br />
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Tonight I put Andrew to bed at 5:30pm. I wasn't sure if it was a nap or the start to his nighttime. He woke at 8:30pm crying. I went up with a bottle, checked his diaper and then just cuddled him. He wanted to play, but he was also rubbing his eyes. He reached out and grabbed a teddy bear and started talking quietly to him. Just smiling and giving some baby talk. When I went to put him into bed I started to take the bear away, he grabbed him and curled his arm tight around him. Too cute, he is currently laying in bed with the bear tucked into his arm, his nigh-nigh in his other hand (sure to go into his mouth so he can chew on it to go to sleep) and another favorite blankie laying on top of him. <br />
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He is our first little one to have these comfort measures. He's definitely the first to actually care about a stuffed animal... I wonder if he'll show that desire again or it if was just from being tired and awake. He's so darling.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507387902350183603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4133100087232507536.post-63840487931384130292012-06-03T21:50:00.000-07:002013-01-17T22:19:02.687-08:00A Celebration for Abigail<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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What a wonderful day. All focused on celebrating Abigail.</div>
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The day started out with a breakfast with my best friends from high school. We easily could have spent hours more sitting at the restaurant. </div>
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Then we did a quick photo shoot. Lots of belly shots and friendship pictures. I hope Abigail is able to meet each of her Aunties. I'm sure she can already feel their love.</div>
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Next we headed over to Jen's house for a fun party (thank you, thank you, thank you to the wonderful party planners!!!). Look at this picture... it was amazing. So many amazing women. They day could not have felt more special to me. The strength and love from all of these women was tangible. My heart swells just thinking about it. I am so blessed to be surrounded by so much support, amazing. Friends drove hours to be here, some flew up from California. I was on cloud nine all day, it was so special to really celebrate Abigail. Not to feel fear or apprehension, but true celebration.</div>
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The first Saturday of the month Home Depot has a kids craft day. The kids build something simple and then get to paint it. It's a little bit hands-on for a mom who is pregnant and helping 3 kids. Thankfully Trever was able to join us. </div>
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Andrew might not be old enough to build, but he still has lots to do to keep him busy!</div>
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Our budding fashionista. Natalie isn't always this layered, but she is very sure of the choices she makes. Lucky for her we think there is nothing better than hitting the town with a kid who is dressed exactly how they would like to be dressed. </div>
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It used to be PJ's all day... now it's lots of pink and accessories.</div>
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We are trying to take advantage of every beautiful day that we get. After a hard winter the sun is cherished.</div>
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Nathan not wanting to actually slide, but loving to run.</div>
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Charlie Turcotte being brave but keeping her face out of the water.</div>
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Natalie was happy to just hold her suit and watch. </div>
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Abby getting some Pi Phi love. My college friends and I met up in Seattle for a night of fun. I don't get to see them often enough, but I love every moment that we spend together.</div>
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Here is Nathan and Natalie in a similar scenario 3 1/2 years earlier. (October 2008) Nathan really is such a loving, empathetic big brother. But he also has moments where we wonder "what were you thinking!?!?!?!"</div>
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Natalie is clearly pissed. As she should be, sitting there getting covered with ash!! </div>
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Moments later she was getting cleaned off and then they were both in the bath for play time.</div>
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And it's nice to see that she is already learning to be a Cougar!!</div>
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Ever since their birthday party the kids have been asking to go bowling again. And every once in a while I convince myself to step out of the box and go for it. We had such a great time, well mostly. Nathan had to learn the hard way that bowling at the bowling alley is not quite the same as bowling on the Wii. <br />
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There was some serious frustration... from both of us. ;) He was pissed that he wasn't getting a strike because "he gets lots of strikes on the Wii". Life's lessons aren't always fun. (Running 7 minute miles is a TON easier on the Wii also!).<br />
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Natalie's ball is almost bigger than she is! I love this little girl, so determined to do what her brother does. She's so fun to have around.<br />
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I should show him this picture and point out that you don't get to slide like this while playing the Wii. Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507387902350183603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4133100087232507536.post-45298693586177064012012-05-13T21:09:00.000-07:002012-12-27T21:02:34.576-08:00Mother's Day<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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What sweet, happy faces! I love the way they wrapped the box.</div>
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So now we are going to learn to feed these little darlings (they are 3 weeks old from the vets estimate), help them pee and poop (seriously?), and give them daily baths. But really, there isn't much cuter than a baby kitten. So we're excited.</div>
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UPDATE: Those little kittens are much bigger now. And they live outside at my parents house. They are by far the friendliest cats I have ever been around. They let all of the kids pick them up, even Andrew who picks them up by a foot, the neck, etc. When he puts them back down they just purr and curl around his legs. They follow us around and often times follow my parents or the kids back to our house. My mom has nicknamed them Butterball 1 and Butterball 2. Fitting names as they are fluffy, darling cats.</div>
Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507387902350183603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4133100087232507536.post-87312128019275139522012-04-24T14:56:00.000-07:002012-11-30T22:00:36.405-08:00A Sweet Picnic<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Natalie set up a wonderful picnic for Foofa and Brobie. We are loving to watch and encourage her imaginative side. She is just so fun to interact with.</div>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08507387902350183603noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4133100087232507536.post-17044028218899539262012-04-23T14:57:00.000-07:002012-11-30T21:59:18.994-08:00Pool Time in April???<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Natalie giving love to her little sister. What a sweet big sister she is.</div>
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My little ducklings holding baby turkeys. How cute.</div>
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The upside to Abigail's diagnosis is all of the extra ultrasounds. What a blessing to spend time watching her every few of weeks.</div>
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So thankful for Abigail's continued growth and strength.</div>
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Trever and I each have different strengths when it comes to creating magic for the kids. He does such a great job of encouraging the magic of Easter.</div>
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Andrew making us think he might want to participate in the egg hunt.</div>
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Nathan and Natalie taking a moment to compare eggs.</div>
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Andrew was clearly not super interested in eggs. But he still likes the treats that he finds inside.</div>
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There is such a tenderness between these two. So precious.</div>
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