tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90328491451630335262021-02-05T05:42:49.496-05:00Mimsy Were The BorogrovesUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger353125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032849145163033526.post-73387510749923489132017-02-24T09:42:00.001-05:002017-02-24T09:42:03.895-05:00Hopefully Better<div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Hopefully, today is better than yesterday. The kids are at least calmer to start with by this point, and I have gotten one load of laundry in the washer and dryer. They are playing with Legos and LeapPads. I didn't want screen time at all today, but I rarely consider LeapPad screen time. </span></div><div><br></div><div>1. Making the bed with Sadie in it isn't easy. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-LxV3ZEc3d94/WLBGO8fTlFI/AAAAAAAAGqs/DyxVbryr-aY/s640/blogger-image-1159672440.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-LxV3ZEc3d94/WLBGO8fTlFI/AAAAAAAAGqs/DyxVbryr-aY/s640/blogger-image-1159672440.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">2. Listening to Drew try to explain to Sadie how to swing herself is adorable. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">3. If it is wet my kids want to be in it. Today is grey and cold rain, but they were both out in it for a while in the mud. If there is ever any wonder why my floors are always dirty: </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/-3dUv9MXAZCs/WLBGL93C-3I/AAAAAAAAGqo/-1LO0fOwxqw/s640/blogger-image-2000162904.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-3dUv9MXAZCs/WLBGL93C-3I/AAAAAAAAGqo/-1LO0fOwxqw/s640/blogger-image-2000162904.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/-1KaWtG-y4kI/WLBGJFQ3ceI/AAAAAAAAGqk/FEN7UlSDfbw/s640/blogger-image-2044682373.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-1KaWtG-y4kI/WLBGJFQ3ceI/AAAAAAAAGqk/FEN7UlSDfbw/s640/blogger-image-2044682373.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">My tub needs to be shop vacuumed before I can use it. That amount of dirt might clog it. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">4. Sadie is long enough when she lays across me in my chair her head is on one arm rest and her feet are on the other. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">5. I am debating trying to keep track of his school stuff on the homeschool blog. After my frustration the last few days maybe that would help see progress. </div><br></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032849145163033526.post-81296526082236725942017-02-22T09:20:00.001-05:002017-02-22T09:42:46.843-05:00Rough DaysSome days are rough no matter what, whether it is the weather or the phase of the moon, the kids loss it. It turns into the inmates running the asylum. Those days I don't know how teachers in school deal with a bunch of kids like that.<div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lTknUNUJG9Y/WK2jBfA--YI/AAAAAAAAGqA/oX2v6ZXukiA/s640/blogger-image-795372309.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-lTknUNUJG9Y/WK2jBfA--YI/AAAAAAAAGqA/oX2v6ZXukiA/s640/blogger-image-795372309.jpg"></a></div><br><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6qk2Ul9NlAo/WK2i-MTuncI/AAAAAAAAGp8/w1XW_y1MCIA/s640/blogger-image-303770846.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6qk2Ul9NlAo/WK2i-MTuncI/AAAAAAAAGp8/w1XW_y1MCIA/s640/blogger-image-303770846.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div>Yesterday<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> turned into an hour long walk around our one block, well a blue car and a bike ride with oranges. There was a lot of looking and talking about trees, and plants, and vines. We talked more about place values using address numbers. Place values might be one of the first concepts he hasn't gotten right away, but we have only done it about three times. We practiced sounding out words on signs we passed. While it definitely didn't look like school and other kids are probably getting the same lessons at home on a normal basis as supplemental to school it is what we had. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">I always feel guilty on those days that he is learning less than kids in school, that they are actually working on things, that they have unit studies and can actually identify the parts of a plant and label them. That they are all reading by this point and that they have math down pat, they can tell time and make change from money and can add double digit numbers. That they can write sentences that they came up with and I am still having to dictate the sentences and he is slow breaking down the letters in the words and then slow writing them. He doesn't like writing. He uses a weird mixture of upper and lower case letters, can't get his letter spacing down, and really is struggling with spacing between words. I feel like kids at this point in their kindergarten year at school can do all of his. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Instead he and Sadie played in the tub, on the swings, in the water hose, and then the shower before she was ready for a nap and he played Lego Star Wars. </span></div></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032849145163033526.post-39908090676521963392017-02-18T11:41:00.001-05:002017-02-19T22:47:40.188-05:00Wonk WeekendThis weekend has been wonk all around. We tried to drive to the cape to watch the rocket launch and failed to get there and al the last minute the launch got scrubbed. Sadie randomly threw up last night on the couch and that mean scrubbing the couch and Washington the cushion covers. The rocket went up today, but Drew had no interest in going. I woke him up thinking he wanted to go and he didn't and he was grumpy for waking him up. He has been a grump all day. <div><br></div><div>We went to IKEA to grab a couple of things. I forgot how busy and overwhelming they are on the weekends. I am glad we only wanted to look at two things and then grab the four things we needed. Sadly, one of the things we bought didn't work for what I wanted it to, so it needs to go back. </div><div><br></div><div>We didn't get as much done on the house as I wanted. Next weekend is a loss, so I wanted to make some progress on the house list. We didn't get much done, but at least what we did was useful. </div><div><br></div><div>We decided the blackout curtains on the closet weren't working out the way I wanted. The curtains plus the blackout curtains couldn't slide smoothly on the track. Taking off the blackout ones helped a bit. </div><div><br></div><div>We moved out the old nightstands because we don't need them with the new headboard. Hopefully, they sell quick and we can put the money into other stuff. Without the nightstands we could move Sadie's dresser out of the walkway into our bathroom. It is nice not having to weave around furniture to go to the bathroom. The negative to moving is that now one wall in the room is heavy visually. All the furniture is on one wall and it looks overbearing to me. </div><div><br></div><div>We can't move our bed anytime soon because of Sadie's crib. AJ readjusted rge crib so it matches the new bed height. I am goin to try to get her to sleep on it more than she has in a while. She likes sleeping next to daddy in the middle of the bed. </div><div><br></div><div>I got the frame on my new bird picture painted. I think it helps the picture a bunch it had a black frame before and it just looked dark. I painted it the same bright turquoise that is on the bird and it helped it. I need to get it hung, but with the furniture not where I want it more long term I don't want to hang why picture just yet. </div><div><br></div><div>We had a guy come out and give us a quote for replacing the sliding doors. He only wanted to quote us new slider doors. That isn't what we want. We want a wall of windows and a door. He made it seem like that was a bad idea and refused to come off of the slider option. He quoted us just over $8,000. We were not expecting that. Yesterday we went to Home Depot and priced out what we wanted to do. It came in under $1,000. Which is what we were expecting.</div><div><br></div><div>We like the light that the sliders give us, but they are big and heavy and the kids can barely open them, well, I can barely open them either. We also can't get screens to fit them. If we could get screens all it would take is someone forgetting they are there and walking right through them. So, since we don't want to lose the light that comes in and want screens, we want to put in windows and a simple normal door. I would love to get it all done before summer so that working with it wont be too hot. We'll have to see how time works on that though. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032849145163033526.post-35164562040938172242017-02-17T09:03:00.001-05:002017-02-17T11:59:43.874-05:00Goodbye TreeA little over a year ago we had our big beautiful tree fall in the yard. It was sad, but more terrifying when it happened. <div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-roczSfETf1w/WKcr87nzO_I/AAAAAAAAGpU/INnc8nzQ5eA/s640/blogger-image-2104196654.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-roczSfETf1w/WKcr87nzO_I/AAAAAAAAGpU/INnc8nzQ5eA/s640/blogger-image-2104196654.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">It cracked the driveway where it landed. Thankfully, the kids and I were out dealing with some other really stressful stuff and AJ was at work. It didn't even hit the house, but I hate thinking of the damage it could have done to the house, the car, or us. It took friends and us about 4 hours with 6 guys on chainsaws to cut just the limb that fell down up. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">A few weeks later we had a tree company come out and remove the rest of the tree. As they were taking it down I was feeling really guilty that the rest of the tree looked really healthy, then they got the base of the tree. About a third of the base was missing inside the tree. The rest of it was really mushy. I don't thing trees bases are supposed to be missing and mushy. That made me realize that in a decent Florida storm this thing could come over and if the beast of that trunk fell I don't want to know what could have happened. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Well, it is a little over a year and a quarter later. Last year AJ said I could have it ground out if he didn't get it out by January 1st. He didn't, but he kept talking me into letting him keep playing with it and fire. This past December he said if it wasn't out by January 1st I could take it out. I put it off until we made our project list and it was on there. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">This week I called a company and I thought they were just going to come give me an estimate it. The guy showed up (right on time), and said he could do it right then. I called AJ to check the price. He said go for it. 15 minutes later the tree stump was gone. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zuGLz_bDGDA/WKcQk05nDvI/AAAAAAAAGo8/HYERnBTPnnc/s640/blogger-image-1392477385.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zuGLz_bDGDA/WKcQk05nDvI/AAAAAAAAGo8/HYERnBTPnnc/s640/blogger-image-1392477385.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The kids were enthralled watching the guy cut it out. It was a remote controlled grinder and it was just cool. When it actually started grinding it spit up a lot of dust and dirt and Sadie and I went inside to watch without getting stuff in our faces. </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/-K844Tqy4cX0/WKcr_ytVGoI/AAAAAAAAGpY/TstYYGzZiss/s640/blogger-image--953731079.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-K844Tqy4cX0/WKcr_ytVGoI/AAAAAAAAGpY/TstYYGzZiss/s640/blogger-image--953731079.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/-fS1OtNrxN3A/WKcr5SXenTI/AAAAAAAAGpQ/rqADENu0fTg/s640/blogger-image--1899520460.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-fS1OtNrxN3A/WKcr5SXenTI/AAAAAAAAGpQ/rqADENu0fTg/s640/blogger-image--1899520460.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/-Nml90y6zqMU/WKcQhzJvikI/AAAAAAAAGo4/ju3rqluUCS0/s640/blogger-image--1422822955.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Nml90y6zqMU/WKcQhzJvikI/AAAAAAAAGo4/ju3rqluUCS0/s640/blogger-image--1422822955.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032849145163033526.post-22665286083297981442017-02-14T10:24:00.001-05:002017-02-15T21:30:44.915-05:00Down DaysThe cousins left Sunday. After the excitement of last week we had a down day. <div><br></div><div>1. We went to a nursery to look at trees to get ideas in replacing the big tree that fell. We also wanted help on identifying the ones growing on the sides of the house to possibly transplant to the front yard. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-5p4GfmJ-EDI/WKMhJdh3syI/AAAAAAAAGoI/hOept_hZf94/s640/blogger-image-558256004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-5p4GfmJ-EDI/WKMhJdh3syI/AAAAAAAAGoI/hOept_hZf94/s640/blogger-image-558256004.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">2. Sadie likes being wrapped in a towel, even if she hasn't been in the shower. </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/-Y2ZzI4Dupps/WKMhMF3mVwI/AAAAAAAAGoM/Mm-Aagj7X0U/s640/blogger-image--343010921.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Y2ZzI4Dupps/WKMhMF3mVwI/AAAAAAAAGoM/Mm-Aagj7X0U/s640/blogger-image--343010921.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032849145163033526.post-50884871678352499082017-02-14T10:15:00.001-05:002017-02-14T10:15:04.290-05:00Calm Morning Before Chaos1. Morning D snuggles and tickles are the best. <div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Kx0sFNaX6-Q/WKMe91HpZLI/AAAAAAAAGn4/HJFUwX9Khic/s640/blogger-image-487650942.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Kx0sFNaX6-Q/WKMe91HpZLI/AAAAAAAAGn4/HJFUwX9Khic/s640/blogger-image-487650942.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">2. We went to a church garage sale. Sadie found a toy shopping cart. We made her push the rest of our stuff out. </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/-LFQ8DpT4Ehw/WKMeQaMghyI/AAAAAAAAGns/l3rEm3yNj4U/s640/blogger-image--317793337.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-LFQ8DpT4Ehw/WKMeQaMghyI/AAAAAAAAGns/l3rEm3yNj4U/s640/blogger-image--317793337.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">3. After a massive antic issue last night to try to find clothes and a frantic run to Target where I didn't find anything, I dug through my closet. I found a few of the only "adult" clothes I have left. Thankfully, they worked for the funeral. </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/-LVVy8T6hPF4/WKMeTHkhhzI/AAAAAAAAGnw/BtyTctIJ-0E/s640/blogger-image--1459380418.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-LVVy8T6hPF4/WKMeTHkhhzI/AAAAAAAAGnw/BtyTctIJ-0E/s640/blogger-image--1459380418.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">4. Sadie found Big Humma's glasses from her 85th birthday party. </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/-Y0T8X_EkK_o/WKMeVQGgcbI/AAAAAAAAGn0/h_gt_uI8faE/s640/blogger-image--1032625911.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Y0T8X_EkK_o/WKMeVQGgcbI/AAAAAAAAGn0/h_gt_uI8faE/s640/blogger-image--1032625911.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032849145163033526.post-71591755203115055732017-02-10T16:17:00.001-05:002017-02-12T19:37:26.112-05:00School daysWhile the cousins have been here we have been trying to stick to our school schedule. It hasn't been the easiest to stick to it. Normally, we do school when Sadie is down for her nap. This week we have been trying to do D's when Savannah is doing hers. <div><br></div><div>I am really proud of what he has been accomplishing this week. I remade a worksheet that has a lot of different practice skills on it. I had found the basis for it and really liked it accept it used all these fonts that were really hard to read. There were several that were cursive or swirly or fanscifal. He had a hard time reading them or more accurately identifying what they were. So, I remade them and it has been easier. He still hates handwriting, but he is a perfectionist and doesn't want to do it at all until he can do it perfectly. I think this is one reason he prefers capital letters for most letters. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-DdSG4R1OEGQ/WJ-HJ4gTN_I/AAAAAAAAGnE/lV-aU1MuC0U/s640/blogger-image--607565098.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-DdSG4R1OEGQ/WJ-HJ4gTN_I/AAAAAAAAGnE/lV-aU1MuC0U/s640/blogger-image--607565098.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Savannah also joined in on us. She was doing her handwriting while he was working on his Ss. </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/-zf1YQ_NKJ0k/WJ-HL-aVpCI/AAAAAAAAGnI/EfFRncMphQk/s640/blogger-image--1720144948.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zf1YQ_NKJ0k/WJ-HL-aVpCI/AAAAAAAAGnI/EfFRncMphQk/s640/blogger-image--1720144948.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Then let Savannah do D's math with him. We are working on money; identifying, sorting, and counting coins. He had to also work on his graphing skills, so I found a perfect sheet that made them graph the coins they pulled out of a jar. </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/-D39poLnlGmI/WJ-HH7UeLCI/AAAAAAAAGnA/NM-b1FJZx80/s640/blogger-image-2104608959.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-D39poLnlGmI/WJ-HH7UeLCI/AAAAAAAAGnA/NM-b1FJZx80/s640/blogger-image-2104608959.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">They also went to a homeschool art class that the art museum offers once a month. I am not sure how much he really gets out of the class, but he seems to enjoy it. This is the third one he has gone to so far. The made books and used ink to make the covers. He also is using his to make ladders. He decided he could use some of the pages to do his letter blend ladders on. I was proud he made the connection. </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/-gtwQG5JOFcw/WJ-HF6ZrrtI/AAAAAAAAGm8/RzKLQ4uVanY/s640/blogger-image--1966785683.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-gtwQG5JOFcw/WJ-HF6ZrrtI/AAAAAAAAGm8/RzKLQ4uVanY/s640/blogger-image--1966785683.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/-1AQ3PNg1v3o/WJ-HOOCncDI/AAAAAAAAGnM/O6A45x_7CZA/s640/blogger-image-1168521193.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-1AQ3PNg1v3o/WJ-HOOCncDI/AAAAAAAAGnM/O6A45x_7CZA/s640/blogger-image-1168521193.jpg"></a></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><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032849145163033526.post-37272444765317105342017-02-10T14:59:00.001-05:002017-02-11T10:01:46.458-05:00Jumpballs!<div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Sadie had her jumpballs class today. She is currently in Waddlers and she loves it. She is coming along really well on her skills, she isn't as dating as Drew was this age, but she is almost as skilled. When she was on the monkey bars she hotties she was doing better than kids in the next age up. They also got to play on the zip line this week. </span></div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-QfyW40LoLuw/WJ4bIhpU-PI/AAAAAAAAGl0/YaMjmA3CdW8/s640/blogger-image--1325856670.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-QfyW40LoLuw/WJ4bIhpU-PI/AAAAAAAAGl0/YaMjmA3CdW8/s640/blogger-image--1325856670.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/-en6KUeAPUuw/WJ4bLPBPfHI/AAAAAAAAGl4/_CWIJud1dvc/s640/blogger-image--1712181956.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-en6KUeAPUuw/WJ4bLPBPfHI/AAAAAAAAGl4/_CWIJud1dvc/s640/blogger-image--1712181956.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Sadie mastered climbing the side bolster to the uneven bars. This is a skill a lot of kids haven't learned by the 4 year old class. She saw D do it a few weeks ago and I she wanted to know how to do it. I helped her a few times. Now she wants to do it on the high bars. </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/--vJflyf6je4/WJ4ejHgWcBI/AAAAAAAAGmU/QdF7ZlcAkrc/s640/blogger-image--351333448.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/--vJflyf6je4/WJ4ejHgWcBI/AAAAAAAAGmU/QdF7ZlcAkrc/s640/blogger-image--351333448.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/-3St8oGsHJXU/WJ4elgRpNvI/AAAAAAAAGmY/3rVCQme0eG8/s640/blogger-image--398058809.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-3St8oGsHJXU/WJ4elgRpNvI/AAAAAAAAGmY/3rVCQme0eG8/s640/blogger-image--398058809.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/-EVZgLPyUNII/WJ4eoctVp2I/AAAAAAAAGmc/qqWv9qUmOaA/s640/blogger-image-553720963.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-EVZgLPyUNII/WJ4eoctVp2I/AAAAAAAAGmc/qqWv9qUmOaA/s640/blogger-image-553720963.jpg"></a></div><br></div></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">After Sadie's class was free play. Drew, Savannah, and Elizabeth joined us on the floor. Drew had a good time playing with his cousins. He is such a monkey. He is now big enough he can jump up and grab the high bar and hang. </span></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/-t_ykJKLewHI/WJ4biHrcRlI/AAAAAAAAGmA/MO07wFYmUxM/s640/blogger-image--1885905099.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-t_ykJKLewHI/WJ4biHrcRlI/AAAAAAAAGmA/MO07wFYmUxM/s640/blogger-image--1885905099.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/-BB-744NPrEI/WJ4bNhnf1yI/AAAAAAAAGl8/b7DjXOcTxO8/s640/blogger-image-1324824368.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-BB-744NPrEI/WJ4bNhnf1yI/AAAAAAAAGl8/b7DjXOcTxO8/s640/blogger-image-1324824368.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/-WCAdGOCCVnY/WJ4blw3WkSI/AAAAAAAAGmE/6L0E0jnTECw/s640/blogger-image--1704864002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-WCAdGOCCVnY/WJ4blw3WkSI/AAAAAAAAGmE/6L0E0jnTECw/s640/blogger-image--1704864002.jpg"></a></div><br></div>I got some really good videos, but I don't think I can post them easily. </div><br></div><br></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032849145163033526.post-68002710886521846912017-02-09T20:54:00.001-05:002017-02-09T20:54:38.488-05:00Swing Swing Swing on a February Day1. The weather has been great. This translates to the kids playing outside, a lot. <div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-LwkuMKVsHYQ/WJ0dXSRrSzI/AAAAAAAAGlg/GY85MLdyHoE/s640/blogger-image-1285664175.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-LwkuMKVsHYQ/WJ0dXSRrSzI/AAAAAAAAGlg/GY85MLdyHoE/s640/blogger-image-1285664175.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">2. The kids have done really well together for the most part. They pulled down Drew's LEGO Bible stories books and wanted me to read them. I am thankful I can read upside down, it isn't a skill I use often, but handy when little people all want to see the pictures. </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/-TgzQkj40V14/WJv2xCAUZlI/AAAAAAAAGlE/YmSrRkVPhLM/s640/blogger-image-1124584687.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-TgzQkj40V14/WJv2xCAUZlI/AAAAAAAAGlE/YmSrRkVPhLM/s640/blogger-image-1124584687.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">3. I am working on trying to find ways to keep Sadie occupied during school. This is going to be a continuously evolving thing. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Her fine motor skills shocked me this morning. She saw me put one cheerio on the pipe cleaner and then purgers on no problem. She did her first one without me holding it, but she handed it back to me. I am sure this isn't an advanced thing, but it shocked me. </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;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-OvGPzXPF5t0/WJv2nCZAQ-I/AAAAAAAAGk4/tzIsJ-531_Q/s640/blogger-image--2032806133.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-OvGPzXPF5t0/WJv2nCZAQ-I/AAAAAAAAGk4/tzIsJ-531_Q/s640/blogger-image--2032806133.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">4. We went to a park today as a change of scenery. Sadie found her super happy place, a swing and her tap shoes. </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/-KnQZMmwqgoM/WJv2s1xeRnI/AAAAAAAAGlA/imIm0296mnk/s640/blogger-image-1171395374.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KnQZMmwqgoM/WJv2s1xeRnI/AAAAAAAAGlA/imIm0296mnk/s640/blogger-image-1171395374.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">5. We also went to the library for a kid's cooking class. Drew made a tortilla pizza. </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/-XUA5t0p4Jew/WJv2p4ctmPI/AAAAAAAAGk8/k5OXERAGR68/s640/blogger-image-147850415.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-XUA5t0p4Jew/WJv2p4ctmPI/AAAAAAAAGk8/k5OXERAGR68/s640/blogger-image-147850415.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032849145163033526.post-26094997865152206682017-02-08T15:43:00.001-05:002017-02-08T15:43:21.829-05:00Story Time1. Today was pretty calm. We did go to story time at one of the local libraries. The theme this week was kites. Drew enjoyed having his cousins there. Sadie enjoyed having a bunch of people around and dancing to the songs. <div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-QeeBEcjjiXM/WJuCxs7SGMI/AAAAAAAAGkM/2EvbR2XXLOQ/s640/blogger-image-709057896.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-QeeBEcjjiXM/WJuCxs7SGMI/AAAAAAAAGkM/2EvbR2XXLOQ/s640/blogger-image-709057896.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/-0Pk7qp4EkU8/WJuC3YSG7XI/AAAAAAAAGkU/TSr84OfUi8Q/s640/blogger-image-1750139741.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-0Pk7qp4EkU8/WJuC3YSG7XI/AAAAAAAAGkU/TSr84OfUi8Q/s640/blogger-image-1750139741.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/-81uiu4VELjA/WJp11ncsp_I/AAAAAAAAGj0/atOR-jPWDgE/s640/blogger-image--667659020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-81uiu4VELjA/WJp11ncsp_I/AAAAAAAAGj0/atOR-jPWDgE/s640/blogger-image--667659020.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/-PnhyjE-jh3U/WJuC0pwlBuI/AAAAAAAAGkQ/las6tZTJnUc/s640/blogger-image-974737296.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-PnhyjE-jh3U/WJuC0pwlBuI/AAAAAAAAGkQ/las6tZTJnUc/s640/blogger-image-974737296.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/-60Z415eFpBQ/WJuC6CKKxpI/AAAAAAAAGkY/OoO789ZFkv4/s640/blogger-image-988057163.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-60Z415eFpBQ/WJuC6CKKxpI/AAAAAAAAGkY/OoO789ZFkv4/s640/blogger-image-988057163.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">2. The summer camp Drew went to last year sent out their camp registration is open email. This caused panic about trying to figure out VBS so that I can plan camp sessions. Apparently, that means The Great Panic Hunt for VBS 2017 has already started. Last year it didn't start until March. Thankfully, two of the three he loves have already announced their dates even though registration won't open for a while. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I am thankful that I made a spreadsheet to keep track of everything last year, it gives me a good starting point. The ugh part is that so many VBS were on the same week last year that I don't have all the options listed that I had from 2015. Sadly, pregnancy brain didn't realize that keeping track of the VBS was a good idea. I thought it wouldn't be such a big deal to remember. I was wrong. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The next step after the Panic is to start putting registration open dates on the calendar and then actual VBS dates. All the adding to the calendar makes Courtney nuts. </div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032849145163033526.post-83748067863033959292017-02-06T11:34:00.001-05:002017-02-06T21:44:46.519-05:00Tap Tap Tap1. Sadie got tap shoes for Christmas from PaiPaint. She loves them. She wore them to church and wants everyone else to love them. She keeps trying to fit them on my foot. <div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-0AFvpteChe0/WJilfrUrFZI/AAAAAAAAGi4/IlRci2GoSb4/s640/blogger-image-443083040.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-0AFvpteChe0/WJilfrUrFZI/AAAAAAAAGi4/IlRci2GoSb4/s640/blogger-image-443083040.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">2. Drew's cousins are here, which is how he always refers to them. I thought my floors were dirty normally. The amount of dirt on the floor by 9:00 would probably make a decent mole hill. </div><br></div><div>3. Entertaining Sadie at jumpballs is always amusing. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-xWihAPd6VhA/WJk0nR7SOhI/AAAAAAAAGjY/axcBSthir2w/s640/blogger-image-839624525.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-xWihAPd6VhA/WJk0nR7SOhI/AAAAAAAAGjY/axcBSthir2w/s640/blogger-image-839624525.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">4. Drew had a ribbon ceremony at jumpballs. He has mastered his regrips. </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/-JeDHpxK0LYM/WJk0iZZP9dI/AAAAAAAAGjQ/Atqu0MGGc7U/s640/blogger-image--1522786647.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-JeDHpxK0LYM/WJk0iZZP9dI/AAAAAAAAGjQ/Atqu0MGGc7U/s640/blogger-image--1522786647.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/-3wLExhXq54g/WJk0kwHBmjI/AAAAAAAAGjU/fUEFXZz9xqQ/s640/blogger-image--1771665522.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-3wLExhXq54g/WJk0kwHBmjI/AAAAAAAAGjU/fUEFXZz9xqQ/s640/blogger-image--1771665522.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">5. I finished a book I started last Fall. It was City of Liars. It was really a good read. Now, I am going to try to finish a book I started last January. </div><br></div><br></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032849145163033526.post-85636761724412987142017-02-04T00:11:00.001-05:002017-02-05T21:03:17.633-05:00FaireToday was our yearly adventure to Gainesville for the medieval faire. I have been going for almost 16 years. AJ and I have been going together for 10 years and it is fun to now take the kids and see them enjoy it. Our TerraNova crowd was all there. Which always makes things super fun. <div><br></div><div>1. There is always a crowd, thankfully, Jenn's mom has gotten us tickets so we didn't have to wait in line to buy them. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Dhx7b4iglf8/WJaEUeur7nI/AAAAAAAAGh8/6kAAH5ePenA/s640/blogger-image-2095937343.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Dhx7b4iglf8/WJaEUeur7nI/AAAAAAAAGh8/6kAAH5ePenA/s640/blogger-image-2095937343.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">2. It was off and on cold today. We started in sweatshirts and then would take them off and then put them back on. It got really cold when we were leaving. </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/-yz7iljTHNnw/WJaF3A2Re9I/AAAAAAAAGiI/wby8qZbFFX4/s640/blogger-image--36518956.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-yz7iljTHNnw/WJaF3A2Re9I/AAAAAAAAGiI/wby8qZbFFX4/s640/blogger-image--36518956.jpg"></a></div><br></div>3. This is the first year that Drew has taken a real interest in anything. He got to do some leather work in the kid's activity tent. He made a whirly gig. He is now an expert in leather working and is ready to help Poppa. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-kZ8iXIpEB34/WJaF6p23CTI/AAAAAAAAGiM/jU9RWpD0yHY/s640/blogger-image--1063883396.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-kZ8iXIpEB34/WJaF6p23CTI/AAAAAAAAGiM/jU9RWpD0yHY/s640/blogger-image--1063883396.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">4. Sadie couldn't help herself when Luke and Drew were pounding on the leather. She has one of the example pieces and she would touch the punch to the leather, put the punch down, and then hit the leather with the hammer. She quickly realized that wasn't the right thing. So, she laid the punch on its side on the leather and then hit the punch with it. Once she did it in a manner that looked like everyone was doing she claimed down and was done. </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/-k0E-TnPAcXA/WJaEPBuOIXI/AAAAAAAAGh0/BqjenErANnQ/s640/blogger-image-1732639894.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-k0E-TnPAcXA/WJaEPBuOIXI/AAAAAAAAGh0/BqjenErANnQ/s640/blogger-image-1732639894.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">5. Drew has been obsessed with peregrine falcons since he was obsessed with Fireman Sam. They have a birds of prey show. Sadie is fascinated by any critter (real or stuffed), so she and Deew were excited to see the birds. </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/-zMHmF67u5AQ/WJaER_76EDI/AAAAAAAAGh4/qFcRdYPSyZE/s640/blogger-image--109905827.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-zMHmF67u5AQ/WJaER_76EDI/AAAAAAAAGh4/qFcRdYPSyZE/s640/blogger-image--109905827.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">6. One of the booths was a giant make your own snow cone, the make your own part was amusing. You had to turn a giant hamster wheel to crush the ice, pull levers to move he cup, drop a hammer to compact the ice into the cup, and then pull another lever to add the syrup. AJ and Chad wanted to do it, but Drew wound up being the hamster. </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/-bKHSfaW7PDw/WJaPiMAYU4I/AAAAAAAAGic/wbvuevFrxZk/s640/blogger-image--264694196.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-bKHSfaW7PDw/WJaPiMAYU4I/AAAAAAAAGic/wbvuevFrxZk/s640/blogger-image--264694196.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032849145163033526.post-48684544128847304302017-02-02T20:52:00.001-05:002017-02-02T20:56:11.900-05:00What Is Important?AJ's grandpa died yesterday. While he wasn't my grandpa I am still having a hard time with it. I am just kind of at a lost. At this point AJ's family seems to be doing well with it. <div><br></div><div>Ashley and her family are coming down this weekend. They are staying with us, which makes since since her parent's house is full right now. There is a lot to get cleaned and dealt with here to double plus one in our house. I am thankful we have the space, but with all the projects going on it is taking some cleaning and reorganization to get things ready. </div><div><br></div><div>My biggest problem at the moment is I am stuck. I keep trying to get started and then a kiddo needs something. I can't make myself not snuggle them. Drew will climb in my lap and I get the few minutes of that that I can. Sadie will "ups" me and either want to nurse or sit on me or next to me. I can't turn down those fuzzy head moments. Neither of them are snuggly kids, so I take what I can get. His fluffy head and her fuzzy one are so...</div><div><br></div><div>I know that honestly no one will remember what the house looks like I'm 5 years, but I know I will miss fluffy and fuzzy hair. These things shouldn't have such an appeal, but I have found nothing more... than fuzzy hair under my chin, there is no other feeling like it. The smell of her little head and that peach fuzz, I will never forget that feel. She is probably be my last and my last fuzzy head snuggles until I have grandkids and they might not be fuzz heads. </div><div><br></div><div>His little fluffy head is something I love. I frequently tell him I am going to fluff his fluff. There is a little boy smell when he tucks his head under my chin to snuggle. It is the combination of dirt and sweat and little boy smell that never goes away no matter how recently he had a shower. </div><div><br></div><div>These are the moments that make me feel alive and right now I need that. There are moments that I will never get back. I want to know I enjoyed them as much as I can. Funny how it takes a death to make me realize even more that I want to make memories with my family and have those to always look back on. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032849145163033526.post-49605686727091493642017-02-02T10:49:00.001-05:002017-02-04T00:08:48.728-05:00Faking Snow<div>1. <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">The only way we get snow in Orlando is to make our own. We had to thaw out chest freezer. We lost a good chunk of stuff in it due to Hurricane Matthew and we have just haven't dealt with it because it hasn't been a priority and our trash goes out on Thursdays which means we have to do it Wednesday nights and that isn't normally an option. With the thaw AJ and Drew made ice balls. </span></div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FIJEtCl3kv4/WJNVG42CR9I/AAAAAAAAGhU/cM4w8KAYK4k/s640/blogger-image--963205932.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FIJEtCl3kv4/WJNVG42CR9I/AAAAAAAAGhU/cM4w8KAYK4k/s640/blogger-image--963205932.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">2. Sadie is a ham. </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/-MFBBhiJKcf8/WJNVB8LB_9I/AAAAAAAAGhM/K19Y8fBW2-o/s640/blogger-image--1044930436.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-MFBBhiJKcf8/WJNVB8LB_9I/AAAAAAAAGhM/K19Y8fBW2-o/s640/blogger-image--1044930436.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">3. Drew has a really hard time with his writing because he is a perfectionist and it stresses him out, but he really tries. </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/-TJfIcl7CUvU/WJNVEbBakQI/AAAAAAAAGhQ/lEWYntVlKfg/s640/blogger-image--1570115115.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-TJfIcl7CUvU/WJNVEbBakQI/AAAAAAAAGhQ/lEWYntVlKfg/s640/blogger-image--1570115115.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032849145163033526.post-82773322220345701782017-02-01T15:26:00.001-05:002017-02-02T10:50:10.764-05:00Miss Opinionated1. Sadie is a very opinionated little girl. She has been since she was a few days old. Even at that point I could give her a choice and she would grunt at the one she wanted, if I didn't do her option she would lose it scream. Now, she has hit the vocal choice stage. It is adorable her "mmhmm" and "mmuuum". When you do the wrong choice she will grab hand and lead to her choice. She is also very obstinate. She will keep at it until she gets her way. <div><br></div><div>2. In the hunt for pants for Drew I found coveralls that matched Poppa's. He was very happy about it. He likes the zipper front pocket and really deep back pockets. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-InHqHgv5sXo/WJJFhDEnGSI/AAAAAAAAGgc/rIi8x66idIE/s640/blogger-image-1137261568.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-InHqHgv5sXo/WJJFhDEnGSI/AAAAAAAAGgc/rIi8x66idIE/s640/blogger-image-1137261568.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">3. In the vein of kid's clothes, I am having to sort through clothes for outgrown stuff. I have to do this on almost all of her loads because while she isn't as tiny as he was she is still small. It doesn't bother me too much to get rid of her stuff, she hasn't worn most of it for that long at this point, but getting rid of his stuff that he passed to her kills me. While this isn't the most "have fond memories of" shirt it is one that I see it and it brings back memories of my little bald Drew. </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/-FBIIAlLB_ww/WJKKxc3LNoI/AAAAAAAAGg4/PKAyHTSTeHo/s640/blogger-image--1356362863.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FBIIAlLB_ww/WJKKxc3LNoI/AAAAAAAAGg4/PKAyHTSTeHo/s640/blogger-image--1356362863.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032849145163033526.post-28900002248742116262017-01-31T23:33:00.001-05:002017-02-01T23:32:00.886-05:00Blonde or not blonde?1. AJ thinks Sadie isn't going to be a blonde. I think he is crazy. He keeps saying the back of her head has darker hair. I keep arguing that it is shadows. Drew had such a round head all around that there weren't many shadows. She has a round head, but not that round. Also, he was super tan and white hair showed up even more. It is hard getting a picture of the back of a wiggle butt's head. <div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pUBhYmqrVdE/WJFlMUIfrRI/AAAAAAAAGgA/cQmVfpAeeLo/s640/blogger-image--2147280669.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-pUBhYmqrVdE/WJFlMUIfrRI/AAAAAAAAGgA/cQmVfpAeeLo/s640/blogger-image--2147280669.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">2. We own no winter clothes. We probably will need some at some point soon, but I am at a loss. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">3. We had to make an emergency "Drew has no long pants that fit" run to the store. His 4ts are 0.5" too short. His 5ts are 2" too long. I thought I could pick up 6s and he could grow into them, but they are 3" longer than 5ts. There is only so much cuff rolling I can do. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">4. Sadie almost got pink cowboy boots, but wound up with rain boots instead. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-EbDbd6myXoM/WJFlGcOyQLI/AAAAAAAAGf4/5or5AufoD-o/s640/blogger-image-856739619.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-EbDbd6myXoM/WJFlGcOyQLI/AAAAAAAAGf4/5or5AufoD-o/s640/blogger-image-856739619.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/-jofpgDfRENs/WJFlDbfF7_I/AAAAAAAAGf0/rz-4dTGlsB0/s640/blogger-image-1066531296.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-jofpgDfRENs/WJFlDbfF7_I/AAAAAAAAGf0/rz-4dTGlsB0/s640/blogger-image-1066531296.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">5. We have hit toddler pucks out clothes stage. Today was turquoise Alice in Wonderland shirt, Gator windbreaker, grey cord pants, and grey/ black striped long shorts. She tried to wear her tap shoes but at the last minute decided she like her dark blue tennis shoes better. This stage makes me cringe in public, but it is cute and that is what should matter. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">6. Sometimes Drew thinks we need selfies before we get out of bed. Also, I can only guess what is smeared on my case to make the camera that hazy. </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/-8gQlDEHopfQ/WJFlJo2I7AI/AAAAAAAAGf8/OiuezTEYnY8/s640/blogger-image-87242142.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-8gQlDEHopfQ/WJFlJo2I7AI/AAAAAAAAGf8/OiuezTEYnY8/s640/blogger-image-87242142.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032849145163033526.post-17839035276149635762017-01-31T23:17:00.001-05:002017-01-31T23:17:09.569-05:00Mr. Bubbles1. Mr. Bubbles should make a cologne. I would buy it for AJ. <div>2. Some meltdowns are going to happen because I forget to feed Drew for longer than 4 hours. He is the reverse of the cute cuddly in Gremlins. Gremlin while hungry and cute cuddly when fed. Well, cuddly is a stretch, but still. </div><div>3. Sometimes I still have computer problems that make AJ have to stop and think. </div><div>4. I need to accept I shouldn't look for glasses that aren't bug glasses. Cute ones while cute allow too much glare from lenses (even with anti glare film) and frames too much glare. </div><div><br></div><div>Cute but glare-y:</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-iGIpPkb8ZKQ/WJFhLNBqpII/AAAAAAAAGfc/cGbsuSrkL4U/s640/blogger-image--581574176.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-iGIpPkb8ZKQ/WJFhLNBqpII/AAAAAAAAGfc/cGbsuSrkL4U/s640/blogger-image--581574176.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Bug glasses: </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/-SZ7a83wJ6YM/WJFhIv7b52I/AAAAAAAAGfY/x0bfRVooa-s/s640/blogger-image--817082518.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-SZ7a83wJ6YM/WJFhIv7b52I/AAAAAAAAGfY/x0bfRVooa-s/s640/blogger-image--817082518.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Mildly cute, but more bug like:</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/-S7vZ4S_iHUI/WJFhNxCMLHI/AAAAAAAAGfg/EljdRfszfu0/s640/blogger-image--1564007417.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-S7vZ4S_iHUI/WJFhNxCMLHI/AAAAAAAAGfg/EljdRfszfu0/s640/blogger-image--1564007417.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/-51ird63VleI/WJFhRBhwf2I/AAAAAAAAGfk/Jc1NLdq0mYc/s640/blogger-image--2113648215.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-51ird63VleI/WJFhRBhwf2I/AAAAAAAAGfk/Jc1NLdq0mYc/s640/blogger-image--2113648215.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032849145163033526.post-9214043608979941852017-01-29T12:26:00.001-05:002017-01-29T20:50:32.947-05:00CleaningWe have been working on purging our house of all the excess clutter and stuff. We have technically been working on this for the last year, but it seems to keep going and going. I am starting to think we could have itemized our taxes and hit a higher deduction with all the stuff we have take to goodwill. <div><br></div><div>So far, we have done Drew's room, the dining room, and the guest bathroom. </div><div><br></div><div>Drew's room is partially what inspired the hardcore purge. His behavior got so bad one day and his room had been a disaster for a long time. AJ took Drew and Sadie to a park. I took a bunch of black garbage bags to his room. Everything that wasn't nailed down was taken out, pictures and extra blankets and pillows included. I didn't throw anything away that wasn't trash, but everything was gone. When he got home I was prepared for a massive melt down, especially when he discovered his Reacue Bots were "on vacation".</div><div><br></div><div>His reaction was a totally different one than I bought it would be. He ran to me and kept saying "thank you, momma" and "this is the best". He was so excited "Sadie can come play in my room" and "my cousins can come back and play in my room now." His cousins had been down for Christmas and they hadn't even been allowed into his room. </div><div><br></div><div>The other surprising side effect has been that his behavior has been great. He hasn't had as many meltdowns and in three weeks he hasn't had a time out He has also been able to focus<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> more on almost everything. School has even been going better. I would have never been able to guess what just purging his room would have done for him. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">About a week later we gave him back his Reacue Bots and then a few days later we put all of his and Sadie's toys back into their toy box. The only toys that stayed out fit in that box, except Duplos and Legos. I have been amazed at how much both the kids play in there. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">This big of change made us wonder if having that little clutter around him made his brain more at ease. So, we decided that maybe this theory would help us as a family, too. I wish I could say we have made a huge amount of progress, but along with the decluttering we are also working on a major house project list of fixing and updating items. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Drew's room before return of toys:</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-NyVxUdGJEik/WI6bsMf2ITI/AAAAAAAAGeY/ecKpxxOi9Co/s640/blogger-image-1215857060.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-NyVxUdGJEik/WI6bsMf2ITI/AAAAAAAAGeY/ecKpxxOi9Co/s640/blogger-image-1215857060.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/-1_yIbbhxHpU/WI6bi-FF34I/AAAAAAAAGeI/9BuYJG5RlkQ/s640/blogger-image--1274519825.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-1_yIbbhxHpU/WI6bi-FF34I/AAAAAAAAGeI/9BuYJG5RlkQ/s640/blogger-image--1274519825.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/-6GD9Eg8Zm70/WI6bpyo7j3I/AAAAAAAAGeU/UuTgLjKA7Iw/s640/blogger-image--843595457.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6GD9Eg8Zm70/WI6bpyo7j3I/AAAAAAAAGeU/UuTgLjKA7Iw/s640/blogger-image--843595457.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/-FgTzMGvb6nY/WI6bnT0ylCI/AAAAAAAAGeQ/QUvOX_NNTFs/s640/blogger-image--1884064254.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-FgTzMGvb6nY/WI6bnT0ylCI/AAAAAAAAGeQ/QUvOX_NNTFs/s640/blogger-image--1884064254.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The linen closet:</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/-sXLJ_G406tU/WI6butId1nI/AAAAAAAAGec/CVBxsNUK3Rs/s640/blogger-image-928675520.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-sXLJ_G406tU/WI6butId1nI/AAAAAAAAGec/CVBxsNUK3Rs/s640/blogger-image-928675520.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Kid's and AJ's towels in guest bathroom:</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/-15DqiDwd2sw/WI6blG2hQmI/AAAAAAAAGeM/AJWQsdJoxrk/s640/blogger-image--1121756018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-15DqiDwd2sw/WI6blG2hQmI/AAAAAAAAGeM/AJWQsdJoxrk/s640/blogger-image--1121756018.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/-NeYZmnpzv8c/WI6b6Kt2CoI/AAAAAAAAGeg/0WT4Z5IgnU4/s640/blogger-image--326768837.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-NeYZmnpzv8c/WI6b6Kt2CoI/AAAAAAAAGeg/0WT4Z5IgnU4/s640/blogger-image--326768837.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div>In the dining room I got the china cabinet and buffet cleaned out of the stuff that we don't want or need. There wasn't as much that came out of them, but what little was taken out freed up a lot of room. I am super happy that all of my vintage table cloths now fit into the buffet so that they are useable and not tucked away in a pile of stuff in the linen closet. </div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032849145163033526.post-17681792206550080582017-01-29T12:24:00.001-05:002017-01-30T20:05:43.952-05:00Sick daysSick days make everyone cranky. The kiddos want more attention and snuggles and I don't want to be touched. I am glad it happened on a weekend and AJ is home. <div><br></div><div>1. Snot bubbles are gross. </div><div>2. Cold weather makes for cute hoodies. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-XZeCw8q9pAk/WI_i53mMOdI/AAAAAAAAGfE/Te44Jv7Z7tY/s640/blogger-image-2116545937.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-XZeCw8q9pAk/WI_i53mMOdI/AAAAAAAAGfE/Te44Jv7Z7tY/s640/blogger-image-2116545937.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">3. Cold weather makes for leaf covered hoodies. </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/-KskGPp6QgqE/WI_i3R4rM9I/AAAAAAAAGfA/tC2ouj-5C7s/s640/blogger-image--1551983908.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-KskGPp6QgqE/WI_i3R4rM9I/AAAAAAAAGfA/tC2ouj-5C7s/s640/blogger-image--1551983908.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032849145163033526.post-3053170630637767732017-01-27T22:46:00.000-05:002017-01-28T09:11:13.527-05:00Seeing Life AgainI am giving myself a challenge. I want to write something every day. It isn't going to be a big post, but just life. I miss that snapshot of life. I am hoping it gives me a better big picture view and less lost in the day to day mundane. <div><br></div><div><br></div><div>1. The way Sadie says she wants food or drink or to nurse is to walk up and open her mouth and say "aaahhhh!"</div><div><br></div><div>2. Drew likes figuring out how to spell words and then write sentences with those words. He hates writing the letters over and over again. </div><div><br></div><div>3. We are supposed too have a weekend of cold weather. I want to be able to wear my new knit dalek hat. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ScvzQYWyrB4/WIwUKkkV9kI/AAAAAAAAGdo/kKHzw6Vjxak/s640/blogger-image--1077582512.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ScvzQYWyrB4/WIwUKkkV9kI/AAAAAAAAGdo/kKHzw6Vjxak/s640/blogger-image--1077582512.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>4. Sadie's happy spot is in a swing. </div><div><br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dlrWuNh9qZk/WIwUIDVtqOI/AAAAAAAAGdk/MHduQE6XQVQ/s640/blogger-image--876123302.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dlrWuNh9qZk/WIwUIDVtqOI/AAAAAAAAGdk/MHduQE6XQVQ/s640/blogger-image--876123302.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">5. While D inherited AJ's dimple, he inherited my thinking face. </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/-Xt0_0p4Cti4/WIwUM1bIhcI/AAAAAAAAGds/3z74YPHsNto/s640/blogger-image-933768245.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-Xt0_0p4Cti4/WIwUM1bIhcI/AAAAAAAAGds/3z74YPHsNto/s640/blogger-image-933768245.jpg"></a></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032849145163033526.post-28749771408808003892016-04-04T11:09:00.001-04:002016-04-04T11:09:49.057-04:00Remembering I Am In No Hurry<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-AoKIotxOUjc/VwKDsZGutuI/AAAAAAAAFTs/YNwaSePetfg/s640/blogger-image-422397241.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-AoKIotxOUjc/VwKDsZGutuI/AAAAAAAAFTs/YNwaSePetfg/s640/blogger-image-422397241.jpg"></a></div></div></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>I am nursing Sadie in the same bed we played in as I reread this. Oh, it hits home even more so every year. I know next year when I read it again that life will be so much more different with an almost 6 year old and almost 2 year old. One day the beds will be made, the toys will be gone, and the amount of crumbs will be diminished; I will miss my little babies then. I have no reason to be in a hurry and I need to remember that on a daily basis. <div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dYCSfm2auSA/VwKDux0hwKI/AAAAAAAAFTw/23lKt-aMg-E/s640/blogger-image--997065330.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dYCSfm2auSA/VwKDux0hwKI/AAAAAAAAFTw/23lKt-aMg-E/s640/blogger-image--997065330.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><a href="http://mimsyweretheborogroves.blogspot.com/2013/04/no-hurry_4.html?m=1">http://mimsyweretheborogroves.blogspot.com/2013/04/no-hurry_4.html?m=1</a></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032849145163033526.post-70540000184506840532015-04-29T10:55:00.000-04:002015-04-29T10:55:24.640-04:00Easter 2015<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IU117GhSSUY/VSCZ__s20eI/AAAAAAAAE98/NFg1tyNAPSg/s1600/Easter%2BEggs%2B2015%2B03.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IU117GhSSUY/VSCZ__s20eI/AAAAAAAAE98/NFg1tyNAPSg/s1600/Easter%2BEggs%2B2015%2B03.jpg" height="400" width="285" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">I really wanted to start some fun Easter traditions this year, but they fell through. Life has been a bit of a roller coaster lately, and I threw my back out this week on top of things, so we just kind of went with the flow. I was determined to at least dye eggs and make an Easter basket. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Rk7Bh1Bz74/VSCaKgimS5I/AAAAAAAAE-E/t_8TqnVHJUQ/s1600/Easter%2BEggs%2B2015%2B04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Rk7Bh1Bz74/VSCaKgimS5I/AAAAAAAAE-E/t_8TqnVHJUQ/s1600/Easter%2BEggs%2B2015%2B04.jpg" height="400" width="266" /></a></div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GMB-jXkGXM4/VSCZ-jMqwMI/AAAAAAAAE90/rE-BpzLaq1Y/s1600/Easter%2BEggs%2B2015%2B02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GMB-jXkGXM4/VSCZ-jMqwMI/AAAAAAAAE90/rE-BpzLaq1Y/s1600/Easter%2BEggs%2B2015%2B02.jpg" height="400" width="266" /></a></div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9LhLszhMXrU/VSCZwjQ4j6I/AAAAAAAAE9s/cYsjr6adZ_s/s1600/Easter%2BEggs%2B2015%2B01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9LhLszhMXrU/VSCZwjQ4j6I/AAAAAAAAE9s/cYsjr6adZ_s/s1600/Easter%2BEggs%2B2015%2B01.jpg" height="400" width="285" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">D and I had a fun dying eggs while AJ worked on a house project. We talked about colors and eggs having a permeable shell and that is why if we leave the eggs in the dye longer they get darker. I tried to show him that drawing on the eggs in crayon will keep the dye from sticking, but he didn't care about that at all. He was way more interested in dunking the eggs and watching them. We did do a couple of double colors, namely an orange and blue one for AJ. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">On Sunday we went to AJ's grandparents house, also known as Big Humma and Big Humpa's house. We had Easter lunch there. Drew got a very small Easter basket that had bubbles in it. So, we spent a good chunk of time watching him play with his bubbles outside.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A9sQE-9mroc/VUDu2Cc650I/AAAAAAAAFC4/kw5kh8KO42I/s1600/IMG_8388.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A9sQE-9mroc/VUDu2Cc650I/AAAAAAAAFC4/kw5kh8KO42I/s1600/IMG_8388.JPG" height="400" width="266" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TWk0Ec_sehw/VUDvCiHjAiI/AAAAAAAAFDI/ClYk5hFWdLU/s1600/IMG_8429.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TWk0Ec_sehw/VUDvCiHjAiI/AAAAAAAAFDI/ClYk5hFWdLU/s1600/IMG_8429.JPG" height="400" width="266" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br /></div>There was also a lot of rolling down the small hill between the houses. This boy is constant motion and I am always surprised when I do get good pictures even using the sports mode on my camera. I have tried to use the manual settings to capture him, but I can't fine tune them enough to get as good as the sports mode.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eZvcpzXoj-Y/VUDu7CtUnKI/AAAAAAAAFDA/DYNCMQuNMWU/s1600/IMG_8435.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eZvcpzXoj-Y/VUDu7CtUnKI/AAAAAAAAFDA/DYNCMQuNMWU/s1600/IMG_8435.JPG" height="400" width="266" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ibYHuAC9K_E/VUDvW5Yx8ZI/AAAAAAAAFDQ/P72qb_9uCaY/s1600/IMG_8440.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ibYHuAC9K_E/VUDvW5Yx8ZI/AAAAAAAAFDQ/P72qb_9uCaY/s1600/IMG_8440.JPG" height="400" width="266" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N0PsU5MeLYE/VUDvj_c6IzI/AAAAAAAAFDY/amC2AFrTOyE/s1600/IMG_8442.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-N0PsU5MeLYE/VUDvj_c6IzI/AAAAAAAAFDY/amC2AFrTOyE/s1600/IMG_8442.JPG" height="400" width="266" /></a></div><br /><br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032849145163033526.post-45709403978577264812015-03-03T13:18:00.003-05:002015-03-03T13:18:55.245-05:00I Spy - High in the Sky<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kFRZCqKuX40/VPX5gaVXk0I/AAAAAAAAE8g/HyKtvqHx30c/s1600/IMG_8161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kFRZCqKuX40/VPX5gaVXk0I/AAAAAAAAE8g/HyKtvqHx30c/s1600/IMG_8161.JPG" height="640" width="426" /></a></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Sometimes it isn't the perfect picture, but it is the perfect moment and that makes it a perfect picture, I missed the bright lights of sunset and the light had faded to a muted purple. But what made it special was that even over all the normal theme park noise and clatter of the ride I could hear D laughing and his hair flying in the breeze. He is our little thrill ride junkie and as soon as he got off he insisted that they go again. It was his first dark/ night ride on this ride. Needless to say, he loved it.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032849145163033526.post-71904114606355010442015-02-23T14:50:00.002-05:002015-02-23T14:50:17.953-05:00Again, In Florida... No Snow<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pHKoMrxwC_k/VOuC070zSvI/AAAAAAAAE8E/speaaQW0vGI/s1600/02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pHKoMrxwC_k/VOuC070zSvI/AAAAAAAAE8E/speaaQW0vGI/s1600/02.jpg" height="400" width="286" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">This year is another year that the rest of the country is covered in snow and central Florida isn't. I don't know why this surprises me almost every year, but it does. I think because we get cold for here, but it is only for a couple of days and snow isn't really an option. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z074jsrACX4/VOuDDf36tuI/AAAAAAAAE8M/S4t5AA7yzhI/s1600/01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z074jsrACX4/VOuDDf36tuI/AAAAAAAAE8M/S4t5AA7yzhI/s1600/01.jpg" height="266" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">So, since we don't have snow we have happy little squirrels playing in our front yard. They were cute. I have seen them several times in the last couple of days. I think they are very happy that AJ raked most of the leaves up last weekend so that they don't have to dig to hunt ALL the acorns. We have a lot of acorns under that tree... and all over the front yard... and the driveway.... and stuck in our shoes... So, I am happy the squirrels are eating some of them.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9032849145163033526.post-71065792666201499662015-01-01T17:05:00.000-05:002015-01-01T17:05:44.533-05:00Getting Ready for 2015<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lEZqHMGKby4/VKW2usRGsAI/AAAAAAAAE1M/w_Fxn9dlVBk/s1600/2015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lEZqHMGKby4/VKW2usRGsAI/AAAAAAAAE1M/w_Fxn9dlVBk/s1600/2015.jpg" height="225" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://marketingland.com/3-steps-better-understand-customers-content-needs-2015-112321" target="_blank">Photo Credit</a></td></tr></tbody></table><div style="text-align: justify;">2015 is already starting out on an odd note for me. I have been getting certain things ready for the new year for the last couple of weeks, but in other areas my wheels are still spinning. I know the direction I want to head in this year, but I don't have a road map yet, I think that is one reason this picture really stood out to me. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">It feels weird to me to not have a set list to look at, but instead a swirling mass of ideas. The bad part to me is that when I try to categorize those ideas they come out sounding like general resolutions - get more organized, get healthier, get... and that is hard for me to deal with. The good of it is that most of what I am wanting to do is a continuation of what I was working towards last year so I know what it kind of looks like.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><ol style="text-align: justify;"><li>Homeschooling - Pick back up on homeschooling with Drew. I have spent the last week pulling curriculum, projects, and supply list. I am really excited to dive back into everything with him. He seems like he is ready for it, and is really excited about everything, too.</li><li>Decluttering and Purging - We spent a good chunk of last year clearing out stuff last year. We made huge progress, but the house still isn't the way I want it and it still has some stuff left to get rid of. </li><li>Organization - A continuation of #2. Once everything is cleaned out setting up a method that works for me to keep it clean and organized.</li><li>Budget - This is something we go round and round with all the time with, nothing major normally, but there are some big projects we have coming up this year and really need the budget under control.</li><li>Projects - Everything from painting to flooring are in the game plan this year.</li><li>Cooking - I really want to get back into cooking more often. </li><li>Life - In some ways I feel like life forgot to happen last year. This year I really want to be more focused on the people in my life and what is going on. I have everything ready to start doing a basic version of Project Life.</li><ol><li>Traveling - This year was fun that we got to go some places we had never been before, and I want to repeat that again.</li><li>Camping - I want to go camping more with our camping group.</li><li>Friends and Family - I want to see the people who mean so much to me more.</li><li>New Experiences - I just want to experience life. </li></ol><li>Faith - I want to dig deeper and grow. </li></ol><br /><div style="text-align: center;">While I didn't pick a focus/ inspiration word for the year, I did pick a theme: </div><span id="goog_1993373938"></span><span id="goog_1993373939"></span> <br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-90IQADQgk8c/VKXDmUMnFGI/AAAAAAAAE1c/v7ODxY3F-jk/s1600/good.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-90IQADQgk8c/VKXDmUMnFGI/AAAAAAAAE1c/v7ODxY3F-jk/s1600/good.jpg" height="400" width="400" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.thehandmadehome.net/2013/09/freebie-of-the-month-positive-printables/" target="_blank">Photo Credit</a></td></tr></tbody></table> <br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>HAPPY NEW YEAR!</b></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0