tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21423482083078508282024-03-12T18:39:00.423-07:00Life As AreliUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger160125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2142348208307850828.post-9451065612159640902016-06-27T17:07:00.001-07:002016-06-27T17:24:33.053-07:00Bellas 7th birthday!I say it every year but it's true every year "I can't believe Bella is Seven!" <div><br></div><div>I love celebrating my kids and I really try to make sure they feel special on their birthday. I think it's just a great opportunity to remind them how grateful and blessed you are to have them in your life. For my Bella though she was my first born and so I call her birthday my mommaversary too:) such a special day! </div><div><br></div><div>This year we FINALLY had a decent backyard so we decided to take full advantage of it. We invited a few friends from her old school and a few from her new school and of course all of our family! Bella actually said recently "I'm so happy my best friends are my family." </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-LqEvXrFFg_k/V3G_vzSb69I/AAAAAAAACD0/iF4Pp6yDn9Q/s640/blogger-image--2121829824.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-LqEvXrFFg_k/V3G_vzSb69I/AAAAAAAACD0/iF4Pp6yDn9Q/s640/blogger-image--2121829824.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-DP5pS3J3ebM/V3G_pu2MDOI/AAAAAAAACDQ/1yocODfZOYA/s640/blogger-image--685016127.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-DP5pS3J3ebM/V3G_pu2MDOI/AAAAAAAACDQ/1yocODfZOYA/s640/blogger-image--685016127.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-rXSaiK8QiM0/V3G_tS1DRwI/AAAAAAAACDk/TENq1Cn2aeA/s640/blogger-image--1372234464.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-rXSaiK8QiM0/V3G_tS1DRwI/AAAAAAAACDk/TENq1Cn2aeA/s640/blogger-image--1372234464.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Bellas cousin and her bestirs from her old school in Middleton. 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Two things that make me happy 1. Bella feeling super special and 2. A house full of kids! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">It was a great party!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">On her actual birthday we started the day by singing to her first thing in the morning and going downstairs for breakfast and presents! By the way waiting until her birthday to give her presents is sooo hard for me but I made it! But first a joke gift curtosy of Doug. Beans, Mom's flip flops and a toy that was already hers. Her reaction was hilarious! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-wkT1zM9GbHM/V3G_xoatHgI/AAAAAAAACD4/AtjoMcCg8TI/s640/blogger-image--291419108.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-wkT1zM9GbHM/V3G_xoatHgI/AAAAAAAACD4/AtjoMcCg8TI/s640/blogger-image--291419108.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">And then her real gifts! She was super excited and I was excited that her favorite gift was the decendants book I found on a whim a few weeks ago and knew she'd love! We had a whole day planned for her and she took it everywhere! Mom win!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-bvvdgVcpKMo/V3HDu9wGWhI/AAAAAAAACEY/rmWAazP6iGU/s640/blogger-image-712404930.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-bvvdgVcpKMo/V3HDu9wGWhI/AAAAAAAACEY/rmWAazP6iGU/s640/blogger-image-712404930.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Little thing to make my girlie feel loved was this idea that stole from my sister. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-8AyAaqHsGU4/V3HDwO6OI3I/AAAAAAAACEg/xjT26rrSZHI/s640/blogger-image--1519022009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-8AyAaqHsGU4/V3HDwO6OI3I/AAAAAAAACEg/xjT26rrSZHI/s640/blogger-image--1519022009.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YOJIktUj3RY/V3HDt-dd2bI/AAAAAAAACEQ/FaQQi-vUmMA/s640/blogger-image-726875526.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YOJIktUj3RY/V3HDt-dd2bI/AAAAAAAACEQ/FaQQi-vUmMA/s640/blogger-image-726875526.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">We went to lunch and got our nails done with my mom after because that was her gift to Bella which Bella LOVED! Then our free Dutch of course. You can kind of see her minion nails. </div></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-jOYpRv1cuPo/V3HDsaHMf2I/AAAAAAAACEM/MeptirvV6OM/s640/blogger-image-1594277496.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-jOYpRv1cuPo/V3HDsaHMf2I/AAAAAAAACEM/MeptirvV6OM/s640/blogger-image-1594277496.jpg"></a></div><br></div>We ended our evening with dinner at her choice last year she asked me to make her dinner and this year she chose Costa visa and a movie. We had such a fun family day and I was happy when Bella said it was her best birthday ever! Love my baby Bella! </div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2142348208307850828.post-47559270654050011882016-04-28T07:12:00.001-07:002016-04-28T08:33:24.857-07:00Happy birthday baby Cooper! My body was made to deliver babies. Carrying a baby for months is tough but labor I can do. As long as I have an epidural. We scheduled my induction date for April 1st. Our check in time was 7 am and my mom was awesome enough to come to my house at 6am to watch the girls. When we got to the hospital and checked in there was about 10 other couples in the waiting room and I jokingly told Doug "these are the ladies were racing today!" Who would have thought Cooper would have taken that so seriously. <div> My doctor came at 8:30 to break my water and shortly after she left my nurses started my first dose of pitocin. My nurse asked me shortly after I arrived if I wanted an epidural and I said yes! As soon as I could get it I wanted it. Doug again teased and said "if she could get a pre-epidural she would get it." But I kindly reminded her when they started my pitocin that I still wanted it as soon as possible. She told me they were waiting for me to have a good pattern with my contractions since I was having some but they didn't really hurt or I couldn't even feel them. </div><div> The next two hours went by pretty quick. I seriously mentioned my epidural at least 3 more times. I even reminded my nurse about the paper work I needed to sign to consent to have it. I just didn't want to feel any unnecessary pain because I'm a wimp and I was starting to feel contractions. Still not bad. Mostly felt like cramping. My nurse checked me again at 11:19 I was 100% effaced and at a 6. I came in at a 4 and 50% effaced so I was happy to progress. I thought "oh I'll probably start pushing in about an hour or two." But my contraction right after suddenly hurt. And the next one was worse and then the one after that REALLY hurt. I thought "man I'm a wimp! I barely start having contractions and I can't even handle them." </div><div> This is a good time to mention I had two nurses. One was new (Christy) so she was working with a more experienced nurse (Tami) just to make sure she was doing everything right but Christy was mostly with me and helping me. But at this time Tami came in and said "So she needs her epidural now." And I pointed to her and said "YES!" She had been watching my contractions and the baby on the monitor outside and could tell I was progressing quickly (I'm guessing that's what she did anyway.) they checked me again (it's 11:27) and I was at a 10. And then Brian the epidural guy came in, he's my favorite by the way because my contractions were crazy strong now. My epidural kicked in. I was so relieved. I told Brian I might name my son after him and he laughed. I was halfway serious at that time. Then they called my doctor and we were waiting on her and I told Doug "I'm suppose to be doing this all day! I didn't get to watch Netflix or have my epidural nap!" I panicked a little. There was too much excitement in just 30 min. </div><div> My doctor came in and they had me start pushing. The nurse said something about the baby "dipping" Before and said it was a little normal. But I suddenly remembered after my first set of pushes. The doctor asked the nurse to get the vacuum just in case. She reassured me that she wanted it "just in case I needed help." She was very calm and the nurses were pretty calm too but I could tell they were trying to keep me calm. I felt like there was something wrong and I NEEDED to get him out. So I pushed like I've never pushed before. And then my third correction I pushed super hard again and that's when my doctor said "okay he had the cord wrapped around his neck and I just unwrapped." I pushed again and she said "and i got the second loop." I was calm but I was freaking out on the inside. I pushed one more time and he was out!</div><div> They laid him on my chest and he was so purple and he wasn't moving at all. He was just limp. I panicked again and the nurse was wiping him trying to get him to move and I asked "is he okay!?!" I was rocking him with my hand trying to get him to cry or move or anything and then he finally did. So scary! </div><div> After everything was great with him. I really think I was in a little bit of shock for a while after. I couldn't even believe he was here and I was holding him. But I'm happy that our sweet boy was here and a nice 7lbs 15 ounces, 21.25 inches long on April 1, 2016 at 11:53am! </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-UnHlhI6eEDw/VyItP2LOzmI/AAAAAAAACCo/ysmU3a75iZ0/s640/blogger-image--873423078.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-UnHlhI6eEDw/VyItP2LOzmI/AAAAAAAACCo/ysmU3a75iZ0/s640/blogger-image--873423078.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_uuqwLFBz6g/VyItOpynElI/AAAAAAAACCk/Zp9DNovPO_w/s640/blogger-image-661362993.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_uuqwLFBz6g/VyItOpynElI/AAAAAAAACCk/Zp9DNovPO_w/s640/blogger-image-661362993.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-QdDgm4uBS0Q/VyItQ4nh-XI/AAAAAAAACCs/MiSmIgZfmFk/s640/blogger-image--1263338997.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-QdDgm4uBS0Q/VyItQ4nh-XI/AAAAAAAACCs/MiSmIgZfmFk/s640/blogger-image--1263338997.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><div><br><div><br></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2142348208307850828.post-14205859602890016222015-07-06T19:42:00.001-07:002015-07-06T19:42:13.148-07:00Fathers Day 2015<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I think we had the best Father's Day ever this year. I really <i>really</i> wanted to make sure Doug had a super fun and relaxing weekend and I'm super happy that my wish came true. </div>
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Doug started his weekend by taking his dad on a date er I mean not a date just a dinner and a movie. I may or may not have teased him a little by calling it a date :) </div>
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They had so much fun together and I was super happy that Doug was able to spend some good quality time with his dad. Doug seriously loves his dad. He looks up to him so much, always calls him for advice and absolutely loves spending time with him. I love mark because Doug is always so brave and tough for our family but sometimes I can tell he needs someone to be brave for him. I wish I could be brave for him but he being the man he is wont let me because he always wants to protect me. When he's feeling like that I always count on mark to come help him. The times are rare but every time Doug has needed extra strength and a blessing I've been able to call mark and even though he's always busy he will drop everything and come. For that I will always be so grateful and full of love for that man. </div>
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So Sunday right after church we met up with my parents and the joyners for some swimming and fishing. It was super fun!</div>
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The kids were able to play and run around. They all loved it! </div>
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The guys were able to relax, fish and enjoy their day! How cute is this sight though? Charlie fishing with Doug and her grandpoo. </div>
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My dad seriously has both by girls wrapped around his finger. He's such a softy with them and they absolutely LOVE being with him. I feel like my dad is one of my weaknesses. We are so much alike and we love eachother so much. My girls love him too and the thought of anything ever happening to him or ever living without him absolutely breaks my heart. I find myself sometimes just so worried for him and I'll call him to make sure he's okay. He always is but days like today it makes me remember how grateful I am to have him. I love you dad. </div>
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Honestly I was so happy that Doug was able to have a fun relaxing weekend. The guy deserves 100 more relaxing weekends since he works so hard for our little family. </div>
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Father's Day always makes me a little teary eyes. I always just think of how we started and I cannot believe how incredibly lucky we are to have Doug in our lives. From the beginning he was thrown into fatherhood and always thrived. </div>
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I remember when these two met for the first time. They were truly ment for one another. Bella loved him instantly. </div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2142348208307850828.post-84093062370793440932015-06-29T21:47:00.001-07:002015-06-29T21:47:24.756-07:00Our Summer So Far<br><div> Our summer so far has been super busy but super fun! Almost all of our weekends are already planned for us and I'll admit sometimes I want roll my eyes and think I just want a calm weekend but honestly I'm so happy our weekends are filled with our family and friends. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-AUoY2NmDZQ4/VZDgPJLTynI/AAAAAAAAB7A/bef5ZAB7FQg/s640/blogger-image-1368228447.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-AUoY2NmDZQ4/VZDgPJLTynI/AAAAAAAAB7A/bef5ZAB7FQg/s640/blogger-image-1368228447.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> On this particular day Bella decided to dress herself and she said she was a missionary! How cute is she? And how could I ask her to change when she said she was a missionary? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-kVYqy2Lnh_0/VZGhONEt_HI/AAAAAAAAB8M/V2DE6Enq0rg/s640/blogger-image--2084455778.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-kVYqy2Lnh_0/VZGhONEt_HI/AAAAAAAAB8M/V2DE6Enq0rg/s640/blogger-image--2084455778.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> My girlies and I. These girls are so fun! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-0kpcwhUQrLQ/VYpOMhIj5ZI/AAAAAAAAB6U/au0_8lWr2WY/s640/blogger-image-386679601.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-0kpcwhUQrLQ/VYpOMhIj5ZI/AAAAAAAAB6U/au0_8lWr2WY/s640/blogger-image-386679601.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> The day before Bellas 6th birthday. It was our last time hugging her as a 5 year old. I love this little lady and I honestly can't believe she's 6. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-G4ewKHE--E0/VZDgE3leq_I/AAAAAAAAB64/-zd5ePqRuRc/s640/blogger-image--560717308.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-G4ewKHE--E0/VZDgE3leq_I/AAAAAAAAB64/-zd5ePqRuRc/s640/blogger-image--560717308.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> After Bellas birthday party Doug and I were incredibly tired but Doug's dad side of the family was having a get together and most of them hadn't even met Charlie yet so we obviously had to go. Doug and I really didn't want to go after her party but we knew we'd regret it if we didn't and I'll tell you what I'm so glad we went and I knew we would be too. Dougs family is so fun! I loved being around everyone again. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-cMxdSQynHdI/VZGhT7g_WKI/AAAAAAAAB8k/7fAVipnBHq0/s640/blogger-image--151023716.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-cMxdSQynHdI/VZGhT7g_WKI/AAAAAAAAB8k/7fAVipnBHq0/s640/blogger-image--151023716.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> It's summer time and I've been really trying to make sure we're not just sitting around watching tv all day so we added some much needed structure. Bella has "homework time" after lunch every day and I'm loving the quiet time. It truly has made the day go by smoother. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ZZJ7RyJNqX4/VZGhQHBXnII/AAAAAAAAB8U/GlD62FwkCDU/s640/blogger-image--2143796019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ZZJ7RyJNqX4/VZGhQHBXnII/AAAAAAAAB8U/GlD62FwkCDU/s640/blogger-image--2143796019.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Speaking of smooth Blanca and I did the sawtooth relay together this year. A team of 6 running 61 miles. It was so fun and so hard. Blanca killed it! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-isbvTgwA29s/VZGhVo_qT4I/AAAAAAAAB8s/FXFuBMXtV94/s640/blogger-image-771510102.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-isbvTgwA29s/VZGhVo_qT4I/AAAAAAAAB8s/FXFuBMXtV94/s640/blogger-image-771510102.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-yVumxkg9y6A/VZIfVPNQm4I/AAAAAAAAB9Y/JgWWQf3PkaQ/s640/blogger-image-681906474.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-yVumxkg9y6A/VZIfVPNQm4I/AAAAAAAAB9Y/JgWWQf3PkaQ/s640/blogger-image-681906474.jpg"></a></div><br></div> The view was killer. Honestly I wish that I had this view every time I ran. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7msKFrgIw1w/VZDgcqKuYEI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/-E-k-zkCUS4/s640/blogger-image--1142004450.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7msKFrgIw1w/VZDgcqKuYEI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/-E-k-zkCUS4/s640/blogger-image--1142004450.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> I feel like I did great during the first 5 miles. I enjoyed the view. My legs and hips didn't hurt. I really felt great! My second leg 4 hours later was 4.7 miles and I thought I'd do okay. It wasn't too far but I did terrible! Right before I ran I felt so hungry but I was afraid to eat so close to my run. I started and <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">My lungs were on fire. I felt sooo dehydrated and just tired. I had never felt like that during a run before. I truly couldn't wish to be done and I was so glad when I was. I was grateful my team was super nice about it and told me I did great because I finished. 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My team was so nice and supportive! I feel lucky that I had them especially my sister for my first sawtooth relay.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4XFYBAUayxA/VZIfWuPyhCI/AAAAAAAAB9g/ySm9Wh_lNNo/s640/blogger-image-1229407202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-4XFYBAUayxA/VZIfWuPyhCI/AAAAAAAAB9g/ySm9Wh_lNNo/s640/blogger-image-1229407202.jpg"></a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> My hard work has been paying off because this little lady has been noticing and been begging me to run with me so I finally took her. She ran 1 1/2 miles with me and did great! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-agQ_Atd1Zg0/VZDgeZ4kqLI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/xMiZoESZwdI/s640/blogger-image-887616999.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-agQ_Atd1Zg0/VZDgeZ4kqLI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/xMiZoESZwdI/s640/blogger-image-887616999.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Charlie has also been loving her babies. I was never really into baby dolls and neither was Bella but Charlie had loved them forever! I love watching her play with them it's so cute! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-hb7IxhcCorg/VZGhIqyDX7I/AAAAAAAAB70/FdGd3bXrxcI/s640/blogger-image-255071949.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-hb7IxhcCorg/VZGhIqyDX7I/AAAAAAAAB70/FdGd3bXrxcI/s640/blogger-image-255071949.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> She has even been almost sweet to her sister. Bella can now randomly touch her without Charlie freaking out. The other night I let Bella watch one episode of her favorite show before bed and Charlie went and sat on her lap. I couldn't believe my eyes! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CuJKPvMJZnU/VZGhX_Vom8I/AAAAAAAAB80/nrWiKLfh0_E/s640/blogger-image--358798739.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CuJKPvMJZnU/VZGhX_Vom8I/AAAAAAAAB80/nrWiKLfh0_E/s640/blogger-image--358798739.jpg"></a></div><br></div></div> The best place to go if you have a toddler (ahh I can't believe I said toddler😩) is jabbers. Charlie was in heaven! 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Everytind he herd us cheer for him you could see how proud of himself he was. Good job Isaiah! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-kqazeYZc5vo/VYpHXPlIrxI/AAAAAAAAB58/WqDP141MSRw/s640/blogger-image--652646142.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-kqazeYZc5vo/VYpHXPlIrxI/AAAAAAAAB58/WqDP141MSRw/s640/blogger-image--652646142.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> We went to ihop after to help celebrate his special day and I snapped this sweet moment. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-efZhmHQIf0Y/VYpHY78-HUI/AAAAAAAAB6E/Lppk80IRvbE/s640/blogger-image-387660921.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-efZhmHQIf0Y/VYpHY78-HUI/AAAAAAAAB6E/Lppk80IRvbE/s640/blogger-image-387660921.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Blanca invited us over to swim in their new pool and Bella couldn't get in soon enough! This girl is a fish. Then we put Charlie in since it's not very deep. We were watching her smile and walk (she loves water too) and then she slipped and went under. I hurried and bend over the side to pull her out and I slipped inside the pool and held her above the water for Blanca to grab. She wasn't under long at all and she was totally fine but she did not want to get back in for a while. After we all calmed down Blanca and I couldn't stop laughing because I was completely drenched in my jeans and blouse. But hey it was hot outside so at least it felt good:)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6FxWieB6Kkk/VYpHVtJBSKI/AAAAAAAAB50/_d31Xx9LdK8/s640/blogger-image-530905070.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6FxWieB6Kkk/VYpHVtJBSKI/AAAAAAAAB50/_d31Xx9LdK8/s640/blogger-image-530905070.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Charlie didn't want anything to do with the pool for a while even with me holding her but slowly she found her way back to it and wanting to get back in. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-0wwzJAIeIgw/VYpHQvjsEMI/AAAAAAAAB5c/QGjWaVuMxc4/s640/blogger-image-1490037285.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-0wwzJAIeIgw/VYpHQvjsEMI/AAAAAAAAB5c/QGjWaVuMxc4/s640/blogger-image-1490037285.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> I knew I couldn't let her leave the pool with a bad experience so I'm so happy she went back in and had fun! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9XQCaIGhyaM/VYpHSdtZM9I/AAAAAAAAB5k/2s1LVQt_pK8/s640/blogger-image-2138299404.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9XQCaIGhyaM/VYpHSdtZM9I/AAAAAAAAB5k/2s1LVQt_pK8/s640/blogger-image-2138299404.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> It was such a fun day with the cousins! Even if I unexpectedly went swimming in my clothes:) </div></div><br></div><br></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2142348208307850828.post-27868961351178243992015-05-31T22:43:00.001-07:002015-05-31T22:43:13.719-07:00Bella Graduated!<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zvoK2KqfjSU/VWVroQL83mI/AAAAAAAAB4M/sZHE_IE41dM/s640/blogger-image--1088459580.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zvoK2KqfjSU/VWVroQL83mI/AAAAAAAAB4M/sZHE_IE41dM/s640/blogger-image--1088459580.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div> I'm so glad Bella only graduated from know Kindergarten I don't think I could handle anything else. I can't believe how fast this school year flew by. Bella has learned and grown so much this year and I'm so proud of my little cutie. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KQ_0V67W6O0/VWVrTQaYwPI/AAAAAAAAB3s/GDOFqByiKk8/s640/blogger-image-525861855.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KQ_0V67W6O0/VWVrTQaYwPI/AAAAAAAAB3s/GDOFqByiKk8/s640/blogger-image-525861855.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Bella getting her "diploma." She was so funny! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-VSl4EpqErfo/VWVqfsvT8nI/AAAAAAAAB3E/IK_uPTo9Gjw/s640/blogger-image-412974398.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-VSl4EpqErfo/VWVqfsvT8nI/AAAAAAAAB3E/IK_uPTo9Gjw/s640/blogger-image-412974398.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> My mom and Bella. She sure loves her Grammy:)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-m7c_sss_eQE/VWVqlP1PFOI/AAAAAAAAB3c/fFm13fkOTxU/s640/blogger-image--281750157.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-m7c_sss_eQE/VWVqlP1PFOI/AAAAAAAAB3c/fFm13fkOTxU/s640/blogger-image--281750157.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> My sister and Olivia. Proud aunt and cousin! Bella loved having them there. I kept hearing "that's my cousin Olivia!"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KrYPSR2uwTo/VWvw74UFRWI/AAAAAAAAB5A/q3s0VkYgOSs/s640/blogger-image--1077556433.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KrYPSR2uwTo/VWvw74UFRWI/AAAAAAAAB5A/q3s0VkYgOSs/s640/blogger-image--1077556433.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> A rare family picture. We're almost all looking. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Sc0dOA3ZY3o/VWVrZf9M91I/AAAAAAAAB4E/zGfwdiKkmAU/s640/blogger-image-1776279296.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Sc0dOA3ZY3o/VWVrZf9M91I/AAAAAAAAB4E/zGfwdiKkmAU/s640/blogger-image-1776279296.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-XatVPYasGPs/VWVrXh54y6I/AAAAAAAAB38/8LqVt-8_uTE/s640/blogger-image--227519914.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-XatVPYasGPs/VWVrXh54y6I/AAAAAAAAB38/8LqVt-8_uTE/s640/blogger-image--227519914.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> These two love each other!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-MQt0F-rgQns/VWvw4svGPBI/AAAAAAAAB4w/ad5IAV-gkOE/s640/blogger-image-1307982159.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-MQt0F-rgQns/VWvw4svGPBI/AAAAAAAAB4w/ad5IAV-gkOE/s640/blogger-image-1307982159.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Bella and Ms.Demond. She is seriously such an amazing teacher! I am so happy we were lucky enough to have her for our first year of school. Honestly dropping off your baby for the first time with pretty much a stranger feels so wrong. She helped ease all my worries the first few weeks of school. She was so approachable and available to me when I had questions and Bella absolutely loves her! She would come home every day and tell me how nice she was, what she learned and how much she loved her. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> My favorite is when Bella came home for a few weeks and tell me about a little boy who kept saying mean things to her. I asked her if she told Ms.Demond and she said no. So I told her to talk to her about it and see if she would help her. I was afraid she might ignore her or push the problem aside. She 100% fixed the problem the next day. I was so proud of Bella and so grateful for her teacher. We will definitely miss her. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-M-XkouNc5JQ/VWVrLkizoSI/AAAAAAAAB3k/bPr7hcPFi5g/s640/blogger-image-1929522524.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-M-XkouNc5JQ/VWVrLkizoSI/AAAAAAAAB3k/bPr7hcPFi5g/s640/blogger-image-1929522524.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Bella loved taking pictures with her friends. I think they were all so cute but u know we missed a few like her best friend lillia. But all these girls are just as cute! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-JRgjABkOttU/VWVqi-J9e4I/AAAAAAAAB3U/8kZxgQd7sM8/s640/blogger-image--180709950.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-JRgjABkOttU/VWVqi-J9e4I/AAAAAAAAB3U/8kZxgQd7sM8/s640/blogger-image--180709950.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/--VM5brAysqg/VWVrVOU_iUI/AAAAAAAAB30/pYFU6EdrHjE/s640/blogger-image-1411689560.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/--VM5brAysqg/VWVrVOU_iUI/AAAAAAAAB30/pYFU6EdrHjE/s640/blogger-image-1411689560.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lYmwhhI6ndM/VWVqhbHcf1I/AAAAAAAAB3M/GunkI5T5vks/s640/blogger-image-1397878253.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lYmwhhI6ndM/VWVqhbHcf1I/AAAAAAAAB3M/GunkI5T5vks/s640/blogger-image-1397878253.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Yv08MNkuWio/VWVqd2WVgnI/AAAAAAAAB28/BO1nPSWunv0/s640/blogger-image-777459628.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Yv08MNkuWio/VWVqd2WVgnI/AAAAAAAAB28/BO1nPSWunv0/s640/blogger-image-777459628.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zvlyxqLrlq4/VWvw6H_voYI/AAAAAAAAB44/XkJTgxF0vXA/s640/blogger-image-614696817.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zvlyxqLrlq4/VWvw6H_voYI/AAAAAAAAB44/XkJTgxF0vXA/s640/blogger-image-614696817.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> My sweet Bellsie girl I love you so much. You are so funny and full of life! I can't believe how fast these 5 almost 6 years have gone by. You have surpassed all my expectation of you. You are sweet, smart, thoughtful, hard working, and so full of love for your family. You are also so stylish and amazingly beautiful inside and out. I am lucky to be your mother. I'm lucky to be able to watch you grow. Keep growing, and keep shining! </div></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div></div><br></div><div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2142348208307850828.post-61507059063021018312015-05-26T23:26:00.001-07:002015-05-26T23:26:59.712-07:00First Camping Trip of The Season. <div> We had such a fun weekend! We went camping and we crossed our fingers that the camp trailer would be okay. Doug has been working so hard on it the last 2 months and he put a lot of work into it. We both have a lot more to do with it but our goal was to make it livable for this trip at least and I'm so happy we did! I'm 100% hooked to camp trailer camping. Not only did we sleep in a bed but we slept worry free of my babies freezing at night.</div><div><br></div><div> The girls had so much fun playing outside and exploring. This was Charlie every nap and bedtime. Seriously no fussing. Just out like a light. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-1ilHLcrkkOA/VWVjl02oPAI/AAAAAAAAB2M/f9ZGfHJj0zA/s640/blogger-image-1729854603.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-1ilHLcrkkOA/VWVjl02oPAI/AAAAAAAAB2M/f9ZGfHJj0zA/s640/blogger-image-1729854603.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Bella also relearned how to ride her bike. She learned a few months ago but she was a little rusty so Doug retaught her and 5 min later she was zooming past us. She rode her bike up and down the campsite 80% of the time we were there. It was so fun watching her. She's so proud of herself.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dV1WZmAwvHU/VWVjq8U5xiI/AAAAAAAAB2k/NAzHuYQaQkc/s640/blogger-image--502023964.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dV1WZmAwvHU/VWVjq8U5xiI/AAAAAAAAB2k/NAzHuYQaQkc/s640/blogger-image--502023964.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> The girls enjoying a nice snack. Did I mentione Charlie refuses to be fed? Because she does. She rather starve than be fed. I rather let her make a <i>HUGE MESS</i> than let her starve. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-HuNz8f4yQHY/VWVjeomprmI/AAAAAAAAB1s/ApTRt54Q_NU/s640/blogger-image--1644976254.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-HuNz8f4yQHY/VWVjeomprmI/AAAAAAAAB1s/ApTRt54Q_NU/s640/blogger-image--1644976254.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-N8ok6vUJblI/VWVjkWxZErI/AAAAAAAAB2E/ZBfiBzjFMcQ/s640/blogger-image-576016879.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-N8ok6vUJblI/VWVjkWxZErI/AAAAAAAAB2E/ZBfiBzjFMcQ/s640/blogger-image-576016879.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Also I turned 25 while we were there. It was probably the best birthday i have ever had. It started with the most thoughtful gift ever from Doug... </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ukTM_PaeWR4/VWVjgNrBXvI/AAAAAAAAB10/BP1wrCf8CCs/s640/blogger-image-250061986.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ukTM_PaeWR4/VWVjgNrBXvI/AAAAAAAAB10/BP1wrCf8CCs/s640/blogger-image-250061986.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> A new set of scriptures. Seriously beautiful and so thoughtful. He also gave me a CTR ring. Also beautiful! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Then Doug and I went on a nice long four wheeling ride with his grandparents and aunt and uncle. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FBUQcOmlHro/VWVjsis72eI/AAAAAAAAB2s/xpW98D4o_0A/s640/blogger-image-1680561537.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FBUQcOmlHro/VWVjsis72eI/AAAAAAAAB2s/xpW98D4o_0A/s640/blogger-image-1680561537.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> The view was breathtaking. Doug was so worried about my birthday not being special but seriously does it get better than this? </div></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Debbie even surprised me with cake and ice cream! So nice and thoughtful. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-HW7wgp2Wu2k/VWVjheat_8I/AAAAAAAAB18/LA-2mo0HDj4/s640/blogger-image-190393971.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-HW7wgp2Wu2k/VWVjheat_8I/AAAAAAAAB18/LA-2mo0HDj4/s640/blogger-image-190393971.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Since there's 25 candles I clearly needed a little help from Bella. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-w0XrA31sAEg/VWVjnc9RqPI/AAAAAAAAB2U/Fiq6vQMqJlM/s640/blogger-image-450160974.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-w0XrA31sAEg/VWVjnc9RqPI/AAAAAAAAB2U/Fiq6vQMqJlM/s640/blogger-image-450160974.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> I was sad the weekend went by so fast. Charlie definitely wore Doug and I out everyday from chasing her and she was always super filthy so I am happy to be home but at the same time I can't wait to go again. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-nA1pWr5qH9o/VWVjpSr1BlI/AAAAAAAAB2c/P22f5OajX1M/s640/blogger-image-1866904726.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-nA1pWr5qH9o/VWVjpSr1BlI/AAAAAAAAB2c/P22f5OajX1M/s640/blogger-image-1866904726.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div></div><br></div></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2142348208307850828.post-39136668111696430502015-05-26T23:09:00.001-07:002015-05-26T23:09:47.339-07:00I Ran 13.1 Miles.<div><br></div><div> The day finally came. I was actually very excited for the tutu run and to put my training to the test. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to sleep the night before but lucky for me I slept like a baby. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-VGOqrv3xNg4/VVlRoA2246I/AAAAAAAABz4/3ZGn10qBgIk/s640/blogger-image-1917312931.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-VGOqrv3xNg4/VVlRoA2246I/AAAAAAAABz4/3ZGn10qBgIk/s640/blogger-image-1917312931.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> A before picture of Blanca and I. It was a chilly morning but luckily it didn't rain. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ZOpuk1HS_9k/VVlUNnDEMqI/AAAAAAAAB0E/F3rbSz8vwEE/s640/blogger-image--1656951109.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ZOpuk1HS_9k/VVlUNnDEMqI/AAAAAAAAB0E/F3rbSz8vwEE/s640/blogger-image--1656951109.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KJYU3g02Dwk/VWVflzFsdeI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/uXcDLcNaKC8/s640/blogger-image-1377883457.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KJYU3g02Dwk/VWVflzFsdeI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/uXcDLcNaKC8/s640/blogger-image-1377883457.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> I felt great the first 6 miles. Even when I started getting a little tired around mile 7 I was able to keep going. Unfortunately at mile 11 I hit a terrible wall. I just wanted to stop and walk but luckily my sister helped push me and helped not give up. I had to keep saying outloud "you got this."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> "Keep going."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">"you can do it."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Even though I felt a little bit like a crazy person it really did help me keep going. We finished in 2 hours and 35 minutes! I cried happy tears when we got to the end because I couldn't believe I was able to finish such a hard goal! I thought of the example I was making for my family. Especially Bella. I was so grateful for my sister for always being a good example, always encouraging me and for running with me. I was also super grateful to Doug for always helping me get my runs in even when our schedules were crazy busy. Seriously my family is awesome! Even my parents to came to support us! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vLY1YZADQtU/VWVfqfoEw_I/AAAAAAAAB1g/DecvSbA5IE0/s640/blogger-image--2145184034.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-vLY1YZADQtU/VWVfqfoEw_I/AAAAAAAAB1g/DecvSbA5IE0/s640/blogger-image--2145184034.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-XyEIMbQjkKw/VVlRkF4yUkI/AAAAAAAABzo/wU7o3r-h4oI/s640/blogger-image--1770809046.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-XyEIMbQjkKw/VVlRkF4yUkI/AAAAAAAABzo/wU7o3r-h4oI/s640/blogger-image--1770809046.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-l9Bz0g2Jrmg/VWVfn1oG2QI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/Wu6yJRa100k/s640/blogger-image--1411475546.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-l9Bz0g2Jrmg/VWVfn1oG2QI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/Wu6yJRa100k/s640/blogger-image--1411475546.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-fHCdOkiKu4s/VVlRmEdu5OI/AAAAAAAABzw/MGg37gX8LBo/s640/blogger-image--1840454373.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-fHCdOkiKu4s/VVlRmEdu5OI/AAAAAAAABzw/MGg37gX8LBo/s640/blogger-image--1840454373.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-PQmpsddYM54/VWVfclfxlbI/AAAAAAAAB1A/lGJF6LjUObM/s640/blogger-image-1218353610.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-PQmpsddYM54/VWVfclfxlbI/AAAAAAAAB1A/lGJF6LjUObM/s640/blogger-image-1218353610.jpg"></a></div><br></div></div> I already can't wait for my next one;) okay maybe I can wait a little bit. </div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2142348208307850828.post-75137927673553033252015-05-15T19:36:00.001-07:002015-05-15T19:36:10.091-07:00Family Mini-Vaca Day 8 Our last day. I was so bummed because we truly have been having such a great time together. Our plans were to go to the museum of natural curiosity and I was so excited since I've herd so many great things about it. Also I was excited to be able to just let Charlie down and play.<div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-gqjFX7bG6gE/VVBAjPlxOZI/AAAAAAAAByk/zzNKT7ZVbn4/s640/blogger-image-1803608640.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-gqjFX7bG6gE/VVBAjPlxOZI/AAAAAAAAByk/zzNKT7ZVbn4/s640/blogger-image-1803608640.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> We weren't expecting to be petting coyotes there though. Bella wasn't thrilled about it. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-11zUcP7HOHE/VVBAfrLNNGI/AAAAAAAAByU/qjhGEhYEfXI/s640/blogger-image--170797202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-11zUcP7HOHE/VVBAfrLNNGI/AAAAAAAAByU/qjhGEhYEfXI/s640/blogger-image--170797202.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Charlie loved being this little activity. The silver circle spins and you make all sorts of things roll on it. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7AYk8Dh2v8M/VVBAhRcC0LI/AAAAAAAAByc/9zVobYfwHkM/s640/blogger-image--1437919212.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-7AYk8Dh2v8M/VVBAhRcC0LI/AAAAAAAAByc/9zVobYfwHkM/s640/blogger-image--1437919212.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Look at the joy on her face! Seriously she loved it. Then we went to a different section and while Bella put on a play for me Doug let charlie play in the toddler and baby section. I snapped a cute picture of them. What I didn't get a picture of is when I took Charlie back here to play later and another little boy was playing with this wagon and she almost shoved him to get this toy back. We call her Godzilla for a reason. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-aNqutEiKOck/VVatGHCvvtI/AAAAAAAABzU/-VsvgIszfv4/s640/blogger-image-517180865.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-aNqutEiKOck/VVatGHCvvtI/AAAAAAAABzU/-VsvgIszfv4/s640/blogger-image-517180865.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-NWDCFxJv010/VVA_GGqQLyI/AAAAAAAAByA/5bVItKsNijw/s640/blogger-image-219611833.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-NWDCFxJv010/VVA_GGqQLyI/AAAAAAAAByA/5bVItKsNijw/s640/blogger-image-219611833.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-RL-FCEGYm8g/VVBAd3wUhLI/AAAAAAAAByM/1UVuF93l0LY/s640/blogger-image-1467144381.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-RL-FCEGYm8g/VVBAd3wUhLI/AAAAAAAAByM/1UVuF93l0LY/s640/blogger-image-1467144381.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> The water section was Charlie's favorite! She loved this water table and so did I! I wish we had one in our house. I just realized I didn't take any pictures of Bella here. She had so much fun too though! I loved taking her to a place like this and actually being able to play with her. They had a sign that said "put your phone away and play!" And for the most part I did. I only took it out to take pictures.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> We met up with the Roberts again and Bella loved played with her bestie Madaya again. We were able to go to lunch with them too but I have to say it was so hard to leave knowing we won't be able to see them for a long time. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Ps0tfMuTAjA/VVBDLYoY7SI/AAAAAAAABy4/Vn-24HQoU-A/s640/blogger-image-1396221971.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Ps0tfMuTAjA/VVBDLYoY7SI/AAAAAAAABy4/Vn-24HQoU-A/s640/blogger-image-1396221971.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-mBIys9Mb6Ks/VVBAk_jeuHI/AAAAAAAABys/Jgf7YtsgKTQ/s640/blogger-image--591376251.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-mBIys9Mb6Ks/VVBAk_jeuHI/AAAAAAAABys/Jgf7YtsgKTQ/s640/blogger-image--591376251.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> After we headed to IKEA since we never get to go. It was too much fun! We didn't even leave until 6 and we still had a long drive ahead. Luckily the girls had played so hard that they napped for the first hour and a half. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> They both were so good on our trip home I was super impressed. We got home so late and we still had to put the girls to bed and unload everything. Doug and I were exhausted but I have to say it was so worth it! We had such a great time with each other and the girls! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Favorite parts of today:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">•Playing with the girls at the children's museum. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">•Going to lunch with our friends. Seriously it was so fun chit chatting with them!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">•IKEA! I already can't wait to go back, but my wallet can! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">•Driving home. We had a fun road trip home. Good snacks, good conversation and fun singing with the girls! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">•Laying down on my bed. </div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2142348208307850828.post-41862433048219228422015-05-10T22:14:00.001-07:002015-05-10T22:14:55.637-07:00Family Mini-Vaca Day 7 Today is the day Doug had been waiting for! He has gone to the Hogle Zoo a million times as a kid and he was so excited to make memories with us. <div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-1Fp-I1bWMwM/VVA6oq5Zs8I/AAAAAAAABxE/0KwTwJwezu8/s640/blogger-image-883768194.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-1Fp-I1bWMwM/VVA6oq5Zs8I/AAAAAAAABxE/0KwTwJwezu8/s640/blogger-image-883768194.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> We started with a train ride. Charlie wasn't so sure about it. But the rest of us loved it. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-S_egnCzvsEs/VVA6vor4XDI/AAAAAAAABxk/38_0MSYR3so/s640/blogger-image-701564267.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-S_egnCzvsEs/VVA6vor4XDI/AAAAAAAABxk/38_0MSYR3so/s640/blogger-image-701564267.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-syHLSta-sVQ/VU_0JrWriVI/AAAAAAAABwE/fZDLuls2Lzg/s640/blogger-image-138153349.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-syHLSta-sVQ/VU_0JrWriVI/AAAAAAAABwE/fZDLuls2Lzg/s640/blogger-image-138153349.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> They had a lot of life like dinosaur robots. They would move and make noises. They were super cool! I wouldn't think Bella would really like them but she loved them! I love that my super girly girl loves dinosaurs too.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-l07LiAdbUwc/VVA6tzpLpOI/AAAAAAAABxc/55ZMC8VnpVg/s640/blogger-image--1173329854.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-l07LiAdbUwc/VVA6tzpLpOI/AAAAAAAABxc/55ZMC8VnpVg/s640/blogger-image--1173329854.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-RS-WOglVeZQ/VU_0G4p414I/AAAAAAAABv0/kfbE8qbb98M/s640/blogger-image-928492283.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-RS-WOglVeZQ/VU_0G4p414I/AAAAAAAABv0/kfbE8qbb98M/s640/blogger-image-928492283.jpg"></a></div></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-IoYsmbRpX6c/VVA6qfrHuWI/AAAAAAAABxM/qMrZSLs4tec/s640/blogger-image--1322539204.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-IoYsmbRpX6c/VVA6qfrHuWI/AAAAAAAABxM/qMrZSLs4tec/s640/blogger-image--1322539204.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-cmWDvluiMn0/VVA6m1JZT2I/AAAAAAAABw8/yJMY6FVGyIY/s640/blogger-image--1734945010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-cmWDvluiMn0/VVA6m1JZT2I/AAAAAAAABw8/yJMY6FVGyIY/s640/blogger-image--1734945010.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-BCDUqjvDThw/VU_0SePk2XI/AAAAAAAABwk/NCRwnumcWB8/s640/blogger-image--119974200.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-BCDUqjvDThw/VU_0SePk2XI/AAAAAAAABwk/NCRwnumcWB8/s640/blogger-image--119974200.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Jcpk9seR0r0/VU_0OminJkI/AAAAAAAABwc/zFir4ef8Uwg/s640/blogger-image-2124508868.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Jcpk9seR0r0/VU_0OminJkI/AAAAAAAABwc/zFir4ef8Uwg/s640/blogger-image-2124508868.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dYehVrxnbuA/VU_0LXRp3vI/AAAAAAAABwM/lqG-DNMBny4/s640/blogger-image-1171122272.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dYehVrxnbuA/VU_0LXRp3vI/AAAAAAAABwM/lqG-DNMBny4/s640/blogger-image-1171122272.jpg"></a></div> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Aren't these two the cutest!? It rained for about 20 min. We hardly noticed since we luckily went inside one of the buildings with the butterflies, reptiles and other creepy creatures and when we were done we noticed it was raining. We thought about buying an umbrella or poncho but 5 min later it stopped. It was perfect!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-10iVa5l6ruw/VVA6sHuwdWI/AAAAAAAABxU/vEioPEjcRAI/s640/blogger-image-277024353.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-10iVa5l6ruw/VVA6sHuwdWI/AAAAAAAABxU/vEioPEjcRAI/s640/blogger-image-277024353.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> We relived some of the pictures Doug had as a kid. He loves this zoo because it reminds him of his childhood. I love that! </div></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-QVf0_s64uaQ/VVA5ll5qkeI/AAAAAAAABw0/qfGmKpeoYVo/s640/blogger-image--974925476.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-QVf0_s64uaQ/VVA5ll5qkeI/AAAAAAAABw0/qfGmKpeoYVo/s640/blogger-image--974925476.jpg"></a></div></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-2bzrttxoNik/VU_0Mzr2_KI/AAAAAAAABwU/2SAyGnHRDzY/s640/blogger-image--1379447539.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-2bzrttxoNik/VU_0Mzr2_KI/AAAAAAAABwU/2SAyGnHRDzY/s640/blogger-image--1379447539.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> I'm not sure how many times I herd "mom take a picture of me!" From Bella. I'm not complaining:) </div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Q6BWOZ_Pa6c/VU_0IEtxhrI/AAAAAAAABv8/Kz_aNPozmts/s640/blogger-image-1864510712.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Q6BWOZ_Pa6c/VU_0IEtxhrI/AAAAAAAABv8/Kz_aNPozmts/s640/blogger-image-1864510712.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-I67Jhi_6KOQ/VVA6zZ3QrEI/AAAAAAAABx0/NJQgfjKZOb4/s640/blogger-image--1864862853.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-I67Jhi_6KOQ/VVA6zZ3QrEI/AAAAAAAABx0/NJQgfjKZOb4/s640/blogger-image--1864862853.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zxkhsYh0YOQ/VVA6xo6zhCI/AAAAAAAABxs/kJE9jEMCBcQ/s640/blogger-image--884733552.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zxkhsYh0YOQ/VVA6xo6zhCI/AAAAAAAABxs/kJE9jEMCBcQ/s640/blogger-image--884733552.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Favorite Moments of Today</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">•Spending the entire day with my family</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">•Watching Doug relive his childhood with our girls. Even though he bought Bella a really annoying toy that his mom bought him when he was her age...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">•Charlie splashing in the rain puddles </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">•The dinosaur robots</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2142348208307850828.post-41705209119823478492015-05-09T22:58:00.001-07:002015-05-09T22:58:35.330-07:00Family Mini-Vaca Day 6! I was so excited today! We got to see more amazing friends that we don't get to see as often as we used to. <div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-T1TwBIYp2GE/VU7zfKishRI/AAAAAAAABvQ/JcO_fbTUvJc/s640/blogger-image-641297311.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-T1TwBIYp2GE/VU7zfKishRI/AAAAAAAABvQ/JcO_fbTUvJc/s640/blogger-image-641297311.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> I wasn't expecting Charlie and Grayson to play so well (you know because Charlie doesn't usually play so well with others.) but they did! I did have to stop Charlie a few times from hitting Grayson but overall they love each other too! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FxyCJ2yLkZk/VU7zg2_DS-I/AAAAAAAABvY/DLruhzAEIzU/s640/blogger-image--340727498.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FxyCJ2yLkZk/VU7zg2_DS-I/AAAAAAAABvY/DLruhzAEIzU/s640/blogger-image--340727498.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> It really was adorable watching these two play together. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/--yOK74U9NC0/VU7zZ4DSXVI/AAAAAAAABu4/sksDTjvovmo/s640/blogger-image--1929897005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/--yOK74U9NC0/VU7zZ4DSXVI/AAAAAAAABu4/sksDTjvovmo/s640/blogger-image--1929897005.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Bella was soooo excited to see Jackson and Morgan and she made herself right at home when we got there. I tried to get a picture of the kids but with 5 they tend to get a little distracted. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-0MVy64x6Oxw/VU2-s68jqaI/AAAAAAAABto/htHIjppiU4Q/s640/blogger-image-1401742687.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-0MVy64x6Oxw/VU2-s68jqaI/AAAAAAAABto/htHIjppiU4Q/s640/blogger-image-1401742687.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I got one really cute one and I'm not complaining about only getting four out of the five kids. Seriously thought how cute are these kids!?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> We had such a good time just hanging out and talking with Katie, Clint, and the kids I seriously we lived closer to each other but I'm glad we get to at least visit often! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> For a little throw back and found some old pictures of the kids. I'm not gonna lie when we moved and I didn't get to say bye to these guys my heart broke a little. But I think it's almost nice that we didn't get a formal goodbye because I would have cried like a baby. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-xCwYxLuQeB4/VU2-waFP8yI/AAAAAAAABtw/pLLehvNbvcI/s640/blogger-image--1500962960.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-xCwYxLuQeB4/VU2-waFP8yI/AAAAAAAABtw/pLLehvNbvcI/s640/blogger-image--1500962960.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> We would swap kids every other weekend for date night and Doug and I would look forward to having Jackson, Morgan and Grayson over just as much as our date night. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-bjT9AIeBbb0/VU2-1LxpvPI/AAAAAAAABt4/r76UNzDHe4E/s640/blogger-image--1859122295.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-bjT9AIeBbb0/VU2-1LxpvPI/AAAAAAAABt4/r76UNzDHe4E/s640/blogger-image--1859122295.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-x92JQMMmlTs/VU7zdUwSc2I/AAAAAAAABvI/6RBAVbQZbIM/s640/blogger-image-1613807760.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-x92JQMMmlTs/VU7zdUwSc2I/AAAAAAAABvI/6RBAVbQZbIM/s640/blogger-image-1613807760.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9OLCbPgfAdY/VU7zYhMMGHI/AAAAAAAABuw/4Lx-wChGcB4/s640/blogger-image-1154848652.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9OLCbPgfAdY/VU7zYhMMGHI/AAAAAAAABuw/4Lx-wChGcB4/s640/blogger-image-1154848652.jpg"></a></div><br></div></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-qVFidawk_vc/VU7zba1GLzI/AAAAAAAABvA/EFznTcMAXNA/s640/blogger-image-772535968.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-qVFidawk_vc/VU7zba1GLzI/AAAAAAAABvA/EFznTcMAXNA/s640/blogger-image-772535968.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lMArba2urjY/VU7zW5dLJ_I/AAAAAAAABuo/_rgWBVF8GxE/s640/blogger-image-2108649516.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lMArba2urjY/VU7zW5dLJ_I/AAAAAAAABuo/_rgWBVF8GxE/s640/blogger-image-2108649516.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-p1Ss-2HOkJ8/VU7ziZjErxI/AAAAAAAABvg/oNkVy2giPcE/s640/blogger-image--1589152050.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-p1Ss-2HOkJ8/VU7ziZjErxI/AAAAAAAABvg/oNkVy2giPcE/s640/blogger-image--1589152050.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6dxjg4DLk_4/VU2bxtF68dI/AAAAAAAABtY/TSWluTz9tmo/s640/blogger-image-1182908032.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6dxjg4DLk_4/VU2bxtF68dI/AAAAAAAABtY/TSWluTz9tmo/s640/blogger-image-1182908032.jpg"></a></div></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-QcaxO6AX0t4/VU2-42xtoTI/AAAAAAAABuA/-vpesuSe6qM/s640/blogger-image-1625072753.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-QcaxO6AX0t4/VU2-42xtoTI/AAAAAAAABuA/-vpesuSe6qM/s640/blogger-image-1625072753.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Thanks again for dinner and your friendship Katie and Clint! We already can't wait to see you guys again! </div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2142348208307850828.post-37467342838086906022015-05-06T22:31:00.001-07:002015-05-06T22:44:49.793-07:00Family Mini-Vaca Day 5<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Today was so fun! We met up with some old friends from Texas and I loved being able to hang out with them again. We seriously made some of the best friends ever in Texas and I love being able to see some of them again.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Bella was so excited to see one of her best friends Madaya and even though they were both shy at first they picked up right where they left off! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-fizpWkMRiWA/VUr4l9dOnCI/AAAAAAAABs8/DMBAw-kJoZc/s640/blogger-image-504408075.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-fizpWkMRiWA/VUr4l9dOnCI/AAAAAAAABs8/DMBAw-kJoZc/s640/blogger-image-504408075.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> They were both begging for a sleepover when it was time to leave and I wished we could but unfortunately they live an hour and half from our hotel so it would just be too hard to get Madaya to school on time. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-f4NDhVmB8cE/VUr4f9w7G4I/AAAAAAAABss/StI2c60WCHk/s640/blogger-image--195386421.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-f4NDhVmB8cE/VUr4f9w7G4I/AAAAAAAABss/StI2c60WCHk/s640/blogger-image--195386421.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> These girls are crazy but I love that we were able to get together again! Our families love each other:) this get together <i>really </i>made me miss all of our Texas memories. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-1J8BqE3-WkI/VUr4i-nUIHI/AAAAAAAABs0/2UsdZ1gPlno/s640/blogger-image--2066375306.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-1J8BqE3-WkI/VUr4i-nUIHI/AAAAAAAABs0/2UsdZ1gPlno/s640/blogger-image--2066375306.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> Oh yes and here's Charlie playing with the hotel phone. She wouldn't leave it alone so I caved and just unplugged it so I wouldn't worry about her calling Japan.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Favorite Moments of Today:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">•Charlie gave me extra kisses today after I let her play with the hotel phone</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">•Running to get the girls breakfast right after I woke up since we slept in. Your welcome hotel staff.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">•Talking to my mom on the phone. Yes I miss her.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">•Picking out my nephews birthday present! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">•Seeing our old friends! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> </div><br></div></div><br></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2142348208307850828.post-64358911092516951532015-05-06T14:50:00.001-07:002015-05-06T14:54:04.981-07:00Family Mini-Vaca Day 4<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-HB3FLTn56yM/VUqMg0DMTyI/AAAAAAAABr0/P6hKRQFs1Ck/s640/blogger-image-1937118735.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-HB3FLTn56yM/VUqMg0DMTyI/AAAAAAAABr0/P6hKRQFs1Ck/s640/blogger-image-1937118735.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Look these two actually do love be each other sometimes. Well Bella would snuggle with her sister all the time but Charlie would rather just not. I caught these two snuggling while I was getting ready and had to snap a pic.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Pu4WOFKHdUw/VUqLtnFq7VI/AAAAAAAABrE/joSwUDZEXZM/s640/blogger-image--2139391487.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Pu4WOFKHdUw/VUqLtnFq7VI/AAAAAAAABrE/joSwUDZEXZM/s640/blogger-image--2139391487.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> The girls and I also walked to Chick-fil-a and Charlie clearly loved it! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> So today was my favorite day so far. We went to temple square and the first thing Bella wanted to do was go see where they have conference. She thought that the prophet would be there and all of his counselors. She was a little disappointed when she didn't get to see them but she loved learning all about the conference center and so did Doug and I! Seriously it was amazing. Our tour guide said when president Buckley designed it he wanted it to be functional with a hint of elegance. It was definitely both. This amazing man thought of everything too. He wanted EVERYONE to be able to come. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-b0ggSjnfunE/VUqMjmVGPXI/AAAAAAAABr8/rc3QmmDIf74/s640/blogger-image-35568414.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-b0ggSjnfunE/VUqMjmVGPXI/AAAAAAAABr8/rc3QmmDIf74/s640/blogger-image-35568414.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I didn't think Bella would love it as much as she would and I loved that!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-MS-B-xxcH18/VUqMeiLSnCI/AAAAAAAABrs/3QdL3XeSzKI/s640/blogger-image-1040457958.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-MS-B-xxcH18/VUqMeiLSnCI/AAAAAAAABrs/3QdL3XeSzKI/s640/blogger-image-1040457958.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The view to the temple from the roof of the conference center. I know beautiful right?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YD2KyZko3SQ/VUqLwXp3V_I/AAAAAAAABrM/Mfv0kXSxNTw/s640/blogger-image-513217749.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-YD2KyZko3SQ/VUqLwXp3V_I/AAAAAAAABrM/Mfv0kXSxNTw/s640/blogger-image-513217749.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I wish I took more pictures for my blog but I was busy enjoying and taking in everything I learned. My favorite rooms where the conference center, the room with all the original primary paintings. And the hall with all the pictures of the prophet and the twelve apostles. I love how friendly they looked!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KVU_cMBiQhc/VUqL2QLSHjI/AAAAAAAABrc/ad5JGXVinYE/s640/blogger-image-848216036.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KVU_cMBiQhc/VUqL2QLSHjI/AAAAAAAABrc/ad5JGXVinYE/s640/blogger-image-848216036.jpg"></a></div> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">We ended the evening walking around the Temple especially since Bella wanted to see all the flowers! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_39vk3vm_7s/VUqLzsGNKRI/AAAAAAAABrU/9pT_Io4T_8A/s640/blogger-image--1093394937.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_39vk3vm_7s/VUqLzsGNKRI/AAAAAAAABrU/9pT_Io4T_8A/s640/blogger-image--1093394937.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-B8yZGk5_4s0/VUqL5SAAJLI/AAAAAAAABrk/lnL2wSDr3Wk/s640/blogger-image--1404760050.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-B8yZGk5_4s0/VUqL5SAAJLI/AAAAAAAABrk/lnL2wSDr3Wk/s640/blogger-image--1404760050.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-0E8bxCJlBQs/VUqNbtkzcPI/AAAAAAAABsQ/21d07rmxLcM/s640/blogger-image-638299337.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-0E8bxCJlBQs/VUqNbtkzcPI/AAAAAAAABsQ/21d07rmxLcM/s640/blogger-image-638299337.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-WVkYLUyUVhw/VUqNeKvLMPI/AAAAAAAABsY/AyvrzXFQlyE/s640/blogger-image--599884352.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-WVkYLUyUVhw/VUqNeKvLMPI/AAAAAAAABsY/AyvrzXFQlyE/s640/blogger-image--599884352.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">My Favorite Moments Today:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">•Watching Charlie and Bella Snuggle</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">•Learning all about the conference center</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">•Listening to Bella talk about her love for the prophet and temple </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">•Taking pictures with my family </div><br></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div><br></div></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2142348208307850828.post-29035772882678424172015-05-05T11:05:00.001-07:002015-05-05T11:05:15.770-07:00Family Mini-Vaca Day 3!Oh day 3 was so beautiful. The girls and I slept in until around 8. It was dreamy and relaxing. I changed Charlie's diaper, gave her a bottle and stayed in bed watching cartoons with both girls for 30 min. Then I pealed my body out of bed. Yes peal because I just did not want to get out of bed. <div>I got decent and the girls and I went downstairs for breakfast in our pj's. Bella thought that was pretty crazy. But she soon noticed we blended in pretty well with the other hotel guest. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ge7cx7JRWNk/VUkGUtDkJLI/AAAAAAAABqk/ymDOIAptKuw/s640/blogger-image--1600731170.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ge7cx7JRWNk/VUkGUtDkJLI/AAAAAAAABqk/ymDOIAptKuw/s640/blogger-image--1600731170.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">This is what the girls and I looked like after breakfast. I know. I'm the best mom ever. I just let them watch tv. But hey we're on vacation! Finally Charlie started getting grumpy and Bella said she was starving so we headed out to find some lunch. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-uJEG2xKM-T0/VUkGWexlLKI/AAAAAAAABqs/inqFtQhDirc/s640/blogger-image-1429254337.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-uJEG2xKM-T0/VUkGWexlLKI/AAAAAAAABqs/inqFtQhDirc/s640/blogger-image-1429254337.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">But then I saw Barnes and Noble and got distracted. when we got there Bella said "mom this store is lame." Then we got to the kids section and suddenly it became "THE BEST STORE EVER!" We read a few books and Bella preformed a play for me on the stage. It was great! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-DB0UTGiKllA/VUkGSp9_phI/AAAAAAAABqc/jfYSm-Oz47c/s640/blogger-image--68469308.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-DB0UTGiKllA/VUkGSp9_phI/AAAAAAAABqc/jfYSm-Oz47c/s640/blogger-image--68469308.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">We came back to the hotel and Charlie took a really good nap because she was worn out from all that relaxing and strolling she did. I was surprised she didn't fight her nap and became grateful for favorite blankets because i can't prove it but I swear they help my babies sleep in unfamiliar places. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">We didn't do anything too exciting that evening. It was raining so we just went to the mall to stroll around. It was still fun and I got new shorts and lip liner so I sure didn't mind:) </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Favorite Moments of Today</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">•Relaxing, relaxing, relaxing</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">•Reading to the girls in Barnes and Noble</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">• Watching Charlie Nap</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">•Watching Bella watch Charlie nap :) </div><br></div><br></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2142348208307850828.post-52461788492968692162015-05-03T20:58:00.001-07:002015-05-04T09:15:40.058-07:00Family Mini-Vaca Day 2Day 2 came and went! We woke up around 8 and we started how we ended our night snuggling together on our bed. I loved it! We took our time to get ready and then had some pretty good hotel breakfast. <div>Our plan today was to go to lagoon! We all love it there and were so excited to go. Especially Bella. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-qBUFcWl6CsE/VUeU_lajmBI/AAAAAAAABpI/F21X8ChYn8Y/s640/blogger-image-127665988.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-qBUFcWl6CsE/VUeU_lajmBI/AAAAAAAABpI/F21X8ChYn8Y/s640/blogger-image-127665988.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Charlie loved watching everything. She even got to ride on a few rides herself!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-hFm2I9_KZRM/VUeVBBXHFCI/AAAAAAAABpQ/J-lF2GpRkeg/s640/blogger-image--103723941.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-hFm2I9_KZRM/VUeVBBXHFCI/AAAAAAAABpQ/J-lF2GpRkeg/s640/blogger-image--103723941.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">For her first ride I'm not sure who enjoyed it more. Bella, Doug and I were loving watching her reaction to the ride. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-LrGxGeGJlP4/VUeYrtjSaLI/AAAAAAAABp0/K6Mbux_W7P0/s640/blogger-image-1669617915.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-LrGxGeGJlP4/VUeYrtjSaLI/AAAAAAAABp0/K6Mbux_W7P0/s640/blogger-image-1669617915.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Bella and I riding together. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-WzHPGwaXrIU/VUeVrH_PUII/AAAAAAAABpo/ahoN6jlHvzk/s640/blogger-image-1579998124.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-WzHPGwaXrIU/VUeVrH_PUII/AAAAAAAABpo/ahoN6jlHvzk/s640/blogger-image-1579998124.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Bella's face when we convinced her to go into the haunted house. She hated it and I can't say I blame her. We told Doug it's our last time. Yup I'm a wimp. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-QV6zQ3iGqEU/VUeVoLCa4SI/AAAAAAAABpY/hbfz7bWT5Ww/s640/blogger-image--1977556398.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-QV6zQ3iGqEU/VUeVoLCa4SI/AAAAAAAABpY/hbfz7bWT5Ww/s640/blogger-image--1977556398.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">In the gift shop Bella handed me this shot glass and said "mom the perfect Mother's Day gift for you! A tiny glass cup. Isn't it so cute!?" Doug and I thought it was so funny. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ITpnZGg-UTA/VUeVpbmGe_I/AAAAAAAABpg/0Tja96xRL-c/s640/blogger-image--670281112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ITpnZGg-UTA/VUeVpbmGe_I/AAAAAAAABpg/0Tja96xRL-c/s640/blogger-image--670281112.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Bella got her face painted too and she loved it! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-fdY5PboEeSI/VUebJMQD_kI/AAAAAAAABqI/hK4XlicNpM8/s640/blogger-image--1365641910.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-fdY5PboEeSI/VUebJMQD_kI/AAAAAAAABqI/hK4XlicNpM8/s640/blogger-image--1365641910.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Poor Bella was such a trooper. She walked all day and finally at 5 you could just see in her face how tired she was so Doug scooped her up and carried her for a while. It reminded me of one of our first family vacations. I can't believe how much she's grown! Love my baby girl!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-SiEA5g-ox-s/VUebHURPIuI/AAAAAAAABqA/kk85qQI3UmE/s640/blogger-image-2027301696.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-SiEA5g-ox-s/VUebHURPIuI/AAAAAAAABqA/kk85qQI3UmE/s640/blogger-image-2027301696.jpg"></a></div><br></div>We really had so much fun together! We went on a million rides together. By the end if the day we were all exhausted. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Here's a short video of our lagoon fun! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="http://youtu.be/9tjDgtoz1mU">http://youtu.be/9tjDgtoz1mU</a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Favorite Moments of Today:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">•Watching Charlie Enjoy her first ride</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">•Bella getting her face painted</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">•Eating ice cream with the family in pioneer village</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">• Doug giving Bella a shoulder ride</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">•Charlie <i>finally </i>taking a nap in the stroller </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">•Having dinner together after lagoon. (We didn't realize how super hungry we were and it made the food extra delicious!)</div></div><br></div><br></div><br></div> </div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2142348208307850828.post-88939941814262408562015-05-02T20:54:00.001-07:002015-05-06T14:50:24.704-07:00Family Mini-Vaca Day 1<div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_96h7z-xzFc/VUWb7UjJhRI/AAAAAAAABo0/8ID-cksmJ_g/s640/blogger-image-1055566045.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_96h7z-xzFc/VUWb7UjJhRI/AAAAAAAABo0/8ID-cksmJ_g/s640/blogger-image-1055566045.jpg"></a></div><br></div>We're on a mini vacation and I couldn't be happier! Doug got sent to class again for four days and the girls and I tagged along. <div>We drove here today after my TEN MILE run and Bella's soccer game. I finally decided to run with my friend Mel. I slowed her down I'm sure but it was such a fun run and I was starting to get a little burnt out so it was the perfect run for me! </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Ey3ao4VLZ70/VUqMnlcEx_I/AAAAAAAABsE/0f6aIZE22M8/s640/blogger-image-1196782188.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Ey3ao4VLZ70/VUqMnlcEx_I/AAAAAAAABsE/0f6aIZE22M8/s640/blogger-image-1196782188.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Mel and I. Clearly post run and post shower. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div></div><div>I tried to stretch as much as I could before Bella's soccer game but I'm not gonna lie my legs are feeling a little achey after running and being in the car for 5 hours. </div><div>The girls were both pretty good during the drive. We stopped after 3 hours to let Charlie stretch her legs. </div><div>We got to our hotel and bella was so excited to swim! We grabbed some dinner first and by the time we were done it was around 8:30 and instead of being lame parents and putting them to bed we took the girls swimming! It was so fun! Bella was wild and happier than ever and Charlie was so happy in the water. We ended the night with a bath and don't judge me but I got in the bath with the girls. They loved it! I kept my swim suit in and they thought it was so fun taking a bath with mom. We don't get to get away very often so I want to make the most of it! </div><div>We are ending our night with an episode of Jessie and all of us in our bed snuggling. Hopefully Charlie sleeps in the pack in play like she's suppose to. Wish us luck! </div><div><br></div><div>Favorite moments of today: </div><div><br><div>•Running a strong10 miles with Mel</div><div>•Swimming with my family</div><div>•Taking A Bath with the girls</div><div>•Watching Charlie give her sister lots of kisses</div><div><span style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">•Snuggling Bella while watching Jessie</span><br style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392);"></div></div><div><span style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.701961); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0980392); text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><br></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2142348208307850828.post-27333319338482659462015-04-19T22:12:00.001-07:002015-04-19T22:12:58.650-07:00Our Crazy Easter Weekend.My goodness we had a super busy weekend. I honestly felt like I was going nonstop until Sunday evening. It was so worth it though. <div><br></div><div>Saturday I woke up bright and early so I could run my SEVEN miles and I sure did! It's starting to feel so good and peaceful and it might sound crazy but fun to run. It still hurts sometimes, I still run super slow , and it's still hard but I'm loving how I'm able to push myself. Even 2 weeks ago I wouldn't have believed you if you told me that I would run 7 miles. </div><div>After my run I showered and got dressed and we headed to an Easter egg hunt. It was short and sweet just how I like it. Especially since Godzilla (charlie) was screaming at me until it was finally time to let her get eggs. It's so cute how she puts eggs in her basket. She's so smart! </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-quYB9_BSMTk/VTSKliCqrjI/AAAAAAAABnk/ksn3PFriB-k/s640/blogger-image--982517071.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-quYB9_BSMTk/VTSKliCqrjI/AAAAAAAABnk/ksn3PFriB-k/s640/blogger-image--982517071.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Bella picked Doug to take her to hunt eggs so I didn't get to watch her but she came back with a few eggs and was happy so I'm sure she did great! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">We came back home just in time for conference and I'm so glad we did. We sat together and listened to our prophets and church leaders. Bella is starting to enjoy it too which I love. She kept asking when President Monson was going to talk. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I loved how much they spoke on families this session. I think my favorite part that spoke to me was when one of the speakers (sorry don't remember which one) said "we have to be willing to offend." </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">It sounds weird and maybe rude but what I took from it was that we shouldn't be afraid to stand firm in our faith. We shouldn't try to be rude or offensive but if our faith is questioned we shouldn't be afraid to speak up. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Unfortunately we missed the second saturday session because Bella had her first soccer game. (Don't worry we are going to catch up tomorrow!) she was so stinkin cute! Her team did so much better than I anticipated. They made so many goals that at the end of the game the other team had 5 players to our 3. All the girls did really well! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-8Amm9KQ8H2M/VTSKrEdtvzI/AAAAAAAABn0/yNGvwC5l7Js/s640/blogger-image-75697819.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-8Amm9KQ8H2M/VTSKrEdtvzI/AAAAAAAABn0/yNGvwC5l7Js/s640/blogger-image-75697819.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">And Bella even made 3 goals. She was so generous that one of those goals was for the other team! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Wl1tHgtfjLU/VTSK17MfBWI/AAAAAAAABoU/0AhTcCHxKDs/s640/blogger-image-1042609303.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Wl1tHgtfjLU/VTSK17MfBWI/AAAAAAAABoU/0AhTcCHxKDs/s640/blogger-image-1042609303.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Charlie clapping and cheering for her sister. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-8AySJ1_Qft8/VTSKtHOxQZI/AAAAAAAABn8/aK-p9_SFmZw/s640/blogger-image-607319743.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-8AySJ1_Qft8/VTSKtHOxQZI/AAAAAAAABn8/aK-p9_SFmZw/s640/blogger-image-607319743.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Bella turning the ball around. Her coach has really done a great job with the girls. She has made each practice fun for the girls and had been able to teach them a lot too. It really showed in the game. I loved how after each goal the girls would look at their parents with the biggest smiles! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-mc6kXdiA1xQ/VTSKo_d_nQI/AAAAAAAABns/Q3K51tH0tek/s640/blogger-image-1064454985.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-mc6kXdiA1xQ/VTSKo_d_nQI/AAAAAAAABns/Q3K51tH0tek/s640/blogger-image-1064454985.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">After bellas game we went to the inlaws for dinner and an egg hunt. Dinner was fun and delicious and the kids loved the egg hunt! Especially with the bunny ears grandma got them:) </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">After the hunt we had a new dessert that I made <div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-xzkh_qeNv84/VTSKy4oeNSI/AAAAAAAABoM/8eir-bKZdBM/s640/blogger-image-1707543142.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-xzkh_qeNv84/VTSKy4oeNSI/AAAAAAAABoM/8eir-bKZdBM/s640/blogger-image-1707543142.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">A Lemon Berry Trifle. My first Trifle actually. It took a lot of time and love to make it and it was very rich and delicious. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">We ended the night with a game of monopoly which I have never played before. Doug thought it was super weird but hello I'm mexican. We played loteria, accitron, dominoes, and uno growing up. It was too much fun since we played until 10:30 then I quit and snuggled charlie </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-E1QdS-mkNSA/VTSKwM67_7I/AAAAAAAABoE/D7vrWefLEeA/s640/blogger-image-1991501683.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-E1QdS-mkNSA/VTSKwM67_7I/AAAAAAAABoE/D7vrWefLEeA/s640/blogger-image-1991501683.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Which she never lets me so I truly felt like the real winner. I think christmas was the last time this sweet girl let me rock her to sleep and I just soaked her in until midnight when she woke up and started crying for her crib. I told doug it was time to call it quits in monopoly and go home. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">It was such a fun night though! We came home and I filled a bucket just full of goodies and candy and I thought maybe I should tell my family to not spoil our kids with so much but honestly who am I to tell their grandparents not to spoil their grandchildren? I'm sure I'll be the same way :) </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Sunday we woke up exhausted! I really didn't want to get out of bed but I had rolls to make for my family. So I made rolls and a fruit salad and then we watched conference.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"> I almost cried a few times. But the talk by Elder Brent Nielsen had me in tears. He taught me to never loose faith in my loved ones. We love, we watch, we pray and we wait. I just listened with tears in my eyes. It was such a comfort to me. I thought of my mom. She has always had faith in our family. She said she knew if she was faithful our family would be together forever. She is such an amazing example to me. I now have to be like her and not loose faith. And like Elder Nielsen I will love, watch, pray and wait. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Right after conference we took off to my sisters house for a late Easter lunch. I just love getting together with my family. The kids just love each other! We had a delicious lunch and another Easter egg hunt for the kids. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-IukwIFT0ZWA/VSdi7fg42vI/AAAAAAAABmo/a7mg4bW1vCk/s640/blogger-image--586349452.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-IukwIFT0ZWA/VSdi7fg42vI/AAAAAAAABmo/a7mg4bW1vCk/s640/blogger-image--586349452.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Even got a good picture with all of them! They are so cute! We all played farkle together after and before we knew it was 6pm! The day flew by. It was crazy. </div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">By the time we got home it was almost bedtime and we were all exhausted. Even though our weekend was jam packed I'm so grateful for it. We had such a fun weekend with our families. We loved being able to just talk and play games together. I LOVE that my girls get to grow up with cousins. I'm glad I get to spend time with my beautiful nieces and nephews too!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div><div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2142348208307850828.post-83171955235349112722015-04-19T22:11:00.001-07:002015-04-19T22:17:58.968-07:00Soccer, 8 miles, Grandparents and Robie Creek!Our weeks have been flying by lately and our weekends are too! <div><br></div><div>This is how my weekend started </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-AnWg0x1WeHc/VTSKjbNUCWI/AAAAAAAABnc/JswM8NIBFHs/s640/blogger-image--141140931.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-AnWg0x1WeHc/VTSKjbNUCWI/AAAAAAAABnc/JswM8NIBFHs/s640/blogger-image--141140931.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I was trying to make dinner for the missionaries and Doug walked in and said "umm did you see Charlie?" </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I said "yes but I just don't care. She's happy, she's not in my way or crying so I'm happy!" We call her Godzilla for a reason. Honestly in this situation I could get mad or just let her make a mess and keep cooking with a smile on my face:)</div><br></div><div>This week I had a decent 4 mile run Tuesday but Thursday I did another 4 miles and it was a hard 4 miles. I was suppose to do 8 on Saturday and I was feeling very nervous and discourages. I had done 7 before and felt great but the last two weeks I hit a mental wall.i decided Friday night I wasn't going to psych myself out and I was going to do finish. Maybe not fast but I could <i>enjoy</i> the scenery at least. I mapped out a different route for my run than my usual and that helped so much! </div><div><br></div><div>At about a mile I stopped real fast at Dougs grandparents graves to visit and pray with them. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-LBn-S1dUmys/VTSKhZF1fpI/AAAAAAAABnU/D5HycpCcYZg/s640/blogger-image--1020019316.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-LBn-S1dUmys/VTSKhZF1fpI/AAAAAAAABnU/D5HycpCcYZg/s640/blogger-image--1020019316.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">It may seem weird but Doug and I have been talking a lot about going more often since we only live a mile away. We live in the house they build together and Doug <i>LOVES </i>them. His grandpa Chet passed away when he was 5 but Doug recently told me the sweetest story of his grandpa. When he was 12 him and his dad were visiting his grandma here in the house we live in. The garage isn't connected but his grandma left all his tools and workbench out there just like his grandpa had it. Doug was out there standing by his workbench and he felt his grandpa next to him. He started crying (happy tears) and went inside and hugged his grandma and told her what happened and she said "you've never felt that before? I feel him all the time." </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">How amazing is that!? Especially since I honestly thought he was here when Charlie was a brand new baby. I'm not sure why I thought it was him (before Doug told me this story.) </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">One night in particular Charlie woke up in the middle of the night and did not want to go back to sleep. Doug and I tried everything and she just did not want to sleep but then suddenly she looked passed us in the dark, there was nothing there and she just started giggling so hard! She was really small so we had barely herd her laugh at that point but she was laughing like crazy. It was so crazy. She's pause her giggle but still stare at the same spot and smile and then start laughing again. I told Doug "I think your grandpa is playing with her!" And he agreed. It's so funny how we both felt the same thing. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">When I went by myself I'll be honest I felt like it should be weird because they aren't my grandparents. I never even met grandpa Chet but I feel so much love for them. I feel a true connection to then and I feel so blessed by them. It felt more natural to go then to run past them. I'm very happy I was able to go. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Anywho I ran better than I ever had. Not super fast but I didn't even stop to rest or stretch again until mile 4. I always want to leap for joy when I'm halfway and I usually stop and stretch and I started to but not long at all because I felt fine really so I kept running until I hit a mental wall after I reached 6th mile. At first I thought "only two left you got this!" But then I thought ...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">"Ugh I'm over this." I kept going but I swear that wasn't the longest mile of my life. Finally I hit the 7th and I cruised thru my last mile! I got a burst of energy and I was able to finish strong! I did a total of 8.25 miles and it was a beautiful run! I was very grateful to live in Middleton. I live in downtown Middleton but I ran in the country for most of my run. It was a beautiful and calm scenery! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-VbtA6_qfvOw/VTSKYrLKXSI/AAAAAAAABm8/gMUaaUK5hj0/s640/blogger-image--23928450.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-VbtA6_qfvOw/VTSKYrLKXSI/AAAAAAAABm8/gMUaaUK5hj0/s640/blogger-image--23928450.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I was so proud of myself! Running is such a mental game but I'm glad I didn't give in. Next week I'm doing 9!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">After my run we went to Bella's soccer game. Her team did great! I love watching her play. 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My family came over for dinner to celebrate my sister finishing Robie creek, you know the toughest race in the northwest. No big deal...not! She has been training for this crazy 1/2 marathon that is over 8 miles going uphill and 5 going downhill. Killer! She's a champ! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9mzCuWjmAMw/VTSLgPw2twI/AAAAAAAABoc/5gie5KcGO2Q/s640/blogger-image-1124504219.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-9mzCuWjmAMw/VTSLgPw2twI/AAAAAAAABoc/5gie5KcGO2Q/s640/blogger-image-1124504219.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">We are all super proud of her for not just finishing the race but for accomplishing one of her goals! 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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2142348208307850828.post-50715200034592045282015-02-03T21:17:00.001-08:002015-02-04T07:28:14.813-08:00A quick update!I've been a terrible blogger lately which I hate because my memory isn't very reliable and I don't want to forget any of these moments.<div><br></div><div>Anyway a little update on my favorites. I'll start with charlie since she is probably my ghe one who's changed the most. She is now ONE! I can't believe it! I knew time would go by fast but it's going by even faster than before. We had a fun little party to celebrate nothing too spectacular but it was fun! All her favorite people came and helped celebrate her very first birthday. She is so loved by our family. It makes me so happy. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_Q6AxKMfbAg/VNGrTr5v71I/AAAAAAAABkM/kO_tAQiYpnE/s640/blogger-image--660522517.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_Q6AxKMfbAg/VNGrTr5v71I/AAAAAAAABkM/kO_tAQiYpnE/s640/blogger-image--660522517.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>She is also such a little sour patch kid. She is the sweetest little thing. </div><div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Pjv0tVcjDbU/VNGrMVy21-I/AAAAAAAABj8/UqUALbw04DQ/s640/blogger-image-249897583.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Pjv0tVcjDbU/VNGrMVy21-I/AAAAAAAABj8/UqUALbw04DQ/s640/blogger-image-249897583.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">She snuggles so sweetly and then ask for a million kisses which I just love. But before you know it she's pulling her sisters hair and laughing when she screams. And don't you dare tell her no because she will immediately start sobbing. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-18rJn9jh3qU/VNGrQD9SG0I/AAAAAAAABkE/CH5zM4Yvq6Q/s640/blogger-image-943781647.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-18rJn9jh3qU/VNGrQD9SG0I/AAAAAAAABkE/CH5zM4Yvq6Q/s640/blogger-image-943781647.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">She also started walking at ten months! I couldn't believe it. I wasn't expecting her to walk until after she turned one. It's so cute watching someone so little walk around. Her favorite part of the day (besides eating) is walking to the bus stop to pick up her sister. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-WPdW9Jqnqhk/VNGrJnkWClI/AAAAAAAABj0/hwWR_i_FdR4/s640/blogger-image-1786981867.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-WPdW9Jqnqhk/VNGrJnkWClI/AAAAAAAABj0/hwWR_i_FdR4/s640/blogger-image-1786981867.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Speaking of her sister....she recently got a hair cut and loves "showing off" her new bangs and short hair (that isn't even short.) </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-fUN41lFCgwA/VNGrfQ8gwAI/AAAAAAAABks/1hn4DnqQc88/s640/blogger-image-1155531958.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-fUN41lFCgwA/VNGrfQ8gwAI/AAAAAAAABks/1hn4DnqQc88/s640/blogger-image-1155531958.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">We also signed her up for mini vikes again this year and I'm happy to report that she is doing WAY this year than she did last year. She is actually running towards the ball and trying to kick the ball into the goal. It's super cute! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-7aUwE9XA7Ds/VNGrcVvjzqI/AAAAAAAABkk/Wzcl067sUQg/s640/blogger-image--568793725.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-7aUwE9XA7Ds/VNGrcVvjzqI/AAAAAAAABkk/Wzcl067sUQg/s640/blogger-image--568793725.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">She did so well we decided to sign her up for spring soccer! She doesn't need cleats or shin guards for mini vikes but she does for spring soccer and you can bet your bottom dollar that I loved getting her new gear. It's so cute! I'm a little embarrassed of how into the game I get into her silly little game (that they don't even keep score at.) but I <i>really</i> cheer and yell....I'm <i>that</i> mom. My poor kids. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5kROXjMlmSA/VNGrGxC3B7I/AAAAAAAABjs/8S9CP62r3-Y/s640/blogger-image-122598372.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-5kROXjMlmSA/VNGrGxC3B7I/AAAAAAAABjs/8S9CP62r3-Y/s640/blogger-image-122598372.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">But at least they are cute. I took this on Sunday. It's impossible to get a picture of both of them smiling and I tried go on sudnay since they were "matchymatchy." Im a sucker for Costco and matching outfits. But I got this and I loved it because charlie is begging for a snack (that we were trying to bribe her with) and Bella is looking at her so lovingly. She is the greatest big sister! She loves her even when charlie is being mean to her. 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I'm excited because I don't update on him very often but but I feel like he's been awesome lately. Always really but I'm just super grateful for this guy. He's so hardworking and such a softy with our girls. He is finally, FINALLY on day shifts! Something we took for granted for so long but it has been wonderful having dinner with him every night. It makes the days go by even faster. He also got his second raise and got us our dream car! It's not new. In fact much older than our current car but we both love it. We are now going to sell my jeep and in 12 months we will be 100% debt free!!! All thanks to this guy. He has taught me so much. And he really works so hard for our family. I'd say I owe him for life but I had two of his kids so I think we're <i>almost</i> even.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Now onto myself. I had been feeling like such a mediocre mom for a while and I decided enough is enough. I cut myself some slack, took the pressure off and thought I'd just try my best every day. I'm happy to report it worked. I'm not so worried about having a clean house but making sure I'm enjoying my babies while they are still babies. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-g5MISW864mA/VNI6h47fpJI/AAAAAAAABlE/yS7PAtccGwU/s640/blogger-image-6215242.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-g5MISW864mA/VNI6h47fpJI/AAAAAAAABlE/yS7PAtccGwU/s640/blogger-image-6215242.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I snuggle charlie when she wants to and forget about the laundry and dishes. Bella and I have read 5 junie b jones books together the last month and played a million games together. Our new favorite I got for a steal of a</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Deal ($1.99) is guess who!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-t1Fh_WzRrY8/VNI6jO765lI/AAAAAAAABlM/XjkSDBmbgUg/s640/blogger-image--981468796.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-t1Fh_WzRrY8/VNI6jO765lI/AAAAAAAABlM/XjkSDBmbgUg/s640/blogger-image--981468796.jpg"></a></div><br></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Let's face it. I'm sick of shoots and latters and candy land. This game was more for me than her. I've also been waking up before these girls so I can run and shower. It makes the day a lot smoother. And I have to run because I did a half crazy thing and signed up for a half marathon. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-mP8MIvyPFww/VNI6geehbXI/AAAAAAAABk8/A7yAN_oezpk/s640/blogger-image-536692721.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-mP8MIvyPFww/VNI6geehbXI/AAAAAAAABk8/A7yAN_oezpk/s640/blogger-image-536692721.jpg"></a></div><br></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I thought it was the only way to keep myself motivated and accountable because every day matters. I'm super out of shape and it's getting out of hand. When you don't feel good about yourself you have to take control and do something about it and I did. My sister signed up with me! Now don't worry my goal isn't to finish in an hour in half but to know I prepared enough and finish it. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Last week I complete freaked myself out and I over trained. I ran hard and Pushed myself for 5 days thinking I needed to get in shape <b>now</b> and that 3 days a week wasn't enough. My sister took me if the ledge and reminded me that we had time to train and to not strain my out if shape body too much so I don't get burnt out. </div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I'm excited for my big goal! It's pretty overwhelming sometimes but I know I can do it! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><div> </div><div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2142348208307850828.post-3854904327706061272014-11-19T22:15:00.001-08:002014-11-19T22:15:14.978-08:00A good day.I haven't felt like the best mom ever lately. I haven't felt like I've been enjoying my children like I should. Today was not one of those days and because of that I don't want to forget it.<div>Today wasn't anything special. I got both girls ready and Bella and I were having such a good time talking and getting her ready that we were almost late for school.</div><div>I was even able to squeeze a nice nap in which I think is half the reason to our great day because I honestly felt like a new woman when I woke up! I got out the door and Headed to Costco. The only two things I really needed from there was diapers And gas which i did both but since we had no where to be and j was in a good mood we just browsed and waisted time. Bella showed me all the toys she wanted Santa to get her, charlie sampled the snacks they had and we just had a good time being girls! Bella got some new fleece lined legging which made me the best mom ever in Bellas eyes. </div><div>Next was target, which I needed nothing from. Looked at all the clothes and when we left I decided "I don't feel like cooking." So off the McDonald's we went and I got Bella a happy meal which she said "mom your the best!! I'll love you forever." And as I gave charlie a French fry I could see it in her eyes that she said it too ;) </div><div>In other words, i waisted time today, didn't clean, didn't cook a healthy meal. We are junk food but at the end of the day I felt like a winner in my daughters eyes. I never yelled. I wasn't distracted on my phone. I was with my girls, we laughed. I was grateful to be their mom. I was grateful that doug works so hard so that I can stay home and enjoy my kids. I am grateful that I was present and fully enjoyed my babies. My heart is full tonday. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2142348208307850828.post-63299077305500000282014-11-18T16:15:00.001-08:002014-11-18T16:15:16.534-08:00Total mom moment.Every day my alarm on my phone goes off at 3pm to pick up Bella from the bus stop. I looked at my phone at 2:55 and got a head start (because I need it now that it's cold) and got my shoes on and grabbed my jacket from my room. Right at 3 my phone goes off I pick up charlie to put her coat on and I notice she's stinky so I take her to her room to change her and get her ready to go and of course as I move my hand I notice it's wet. I look at her back and she had a MAJOR blow out up to her neck! <div>I don't have time for this mess but what's a mom to do when her baby is covered in poop? I hurry and strip her, run to the bathroom and scrub her body really fast. Don't wash her hair because it's cold outside. I got her dressed (pajamas of course) quicker than quick and I'm out the door in ten minutes. Lucky for me my neighbor is nice and is already walking Bella home since I was obviously late picking her up. </div><div>Thank you charlie for exploding in between 2:55 and 3. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2142348208307850828.post-27221033613180554862014-11-17T23:41:00.001-08:002014-11-17T23:41:12.638-08:00My brain at midnight.Charlie's first birthday is coming up and it's starting to scare me but not for the reason you would expect. Yes, I can't believe she'll be one in 6 weeks and all that jazz but mostly I can't believe I still don't have any idea of when doug and I will be ready to have baby #3. I know your probably wondering "areli, calm down she'll only be one." But I have a few fears. I'm afraid I'll never feel ready but I know I want another baby. I'm afraid doug will never feel ready even though I know he doesn't feel done yet either. I'm afraid I'll feel ready and not be able to get pregnant for a long time and my babies won't be close in age again. I'm afraid I won't be able to get pregnant at all and feel that ache in my heart again. I'm afraid charlie might be my last baby and I'm not appreciating her enough. Will I never have a son? Will I never have another daughter? <div>Believe me I have been praying about when will be the right time and I am still unsure. Will I wait 6 months? Will I wait another year? Will I wait a year, feel ready and not be able to get pregnant for another year and a half? </div><div>I'm not sure. All I know is I <i>need</i> to have faith. I <i>need</i> to trust Heavenly Father and remember no matter the outcome, no matter my feeling during the process in the end I will feel heavenly fathers love. He will hold me up when I feel <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">like falling. </span></div><div><br></div><div>I wish I had a magic number the perfect number of months or years to wait to have a child. But I know well enough that there is no magic number and my plan and Doug's plan doesn't really matter. The uncertainty is the worst. I wish I could look into a crystal ball and see a glimpse of the future. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0