tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78077553897521778972024-03-12T18:20:47.553-07:00This is the story...Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06825602177314310172noreply@blogger.comBlogger163125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807755389752177897.post-17175795282393859202014-09-24T19:12:00.000-07:002014-09-24T19:12:00.084-07:0035 Things....Just like my last post...I feel the need to post...but this is not as personal, so it's easier! :P<br />
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1 WORD ANSWERS<br />
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1. Where is your cell phone? near<br />
2. Your significant other? who?<br />
3. Your hair? up<br />
4. Your mother? busy<br />
5. Your father? plants<br />
6. Your favorite thing? rain<br />
7. Your dream last night? lonely<br />
8. Your favorite drink? yum<br />
9. Your dream/goal? happiness<br />
10. The room you're in? living<br />
11. Your fear? alone<br />
12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? home<br />
13. Where were you last night? bed<br />
14. What you're not? happy<br />
15. Muffins? fat<br />
16. One of your wish list items? love<br />
17. Where you grew up? everywhere<br />
18. The last thing you did? worked<br />
19. What are you wearing? skirt<br />
20. Your TV? pay<br />
21. Your pet? none<br />
22. Your computer? tablet<br />
23. Your life? kids<br />
24. Your mood? low<br />
25. Missing someone? tons<br />
27. Something you're not wearing? pants<br />
28. Favorite Store? Target<br />
29. Your summer? emotional<br />
30. Your favorite color? blue<br />
31. When is the last time you laughed? friday<br />
32. Last time you cried? today<br />
33. Four places I go over and over? work, home, daycare, moms<br />
34. Four of my favorite foods? breakfast, fruits, crab, mexican<br />
35. Four places I would rather be right now? lake, mountains, Tahiti, northwest Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06825602177314310172noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807755389752177897.post-47381024924999435292014-08-16T14:00:00.000-07:002014-08-20T11:55:25.025-07:00I need....some time.....I have so much going on in my mind. And I've wanted to start blogging...I almost just started a new blog....and Maybe I will. In the mean time, I needed a distraction....but I wanted to put something out there so people (the non-existant ones that read my blog) know I still exist. <br />
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ipod shuffle/answer game:<br />
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How am I feeling today?: Bloodied up (Alkeline Trio)<br />
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Will I get far in life?: Stairway to Heaven (Led Zeppelin)<br />
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How do my friends see me?: Don't let me down (311)<br />
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Where will I get Married?: Stop (Pink Floyd)<br />
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What is my best friend's theme song?: Different People (No Doubt)<br />
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What is the story of my life?: Lookin' out my back door (CCR)<br />
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What is/was high school like?: The Song Remains the Same (Led Zeppelin)<br />
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How is today going to be?: No Woman No Cry (Bob Marley)<br />
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How can I get ahead in life?: The Rain Song (Led Zeppelin)<br />
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What is the best thing about me?: Maybe Not Forever (Vanladylove)<br />
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What is in store for this weekend?: I feel you (Depeche Mode)<br />
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What song describes my parents?: Back to me (All American Rejects)<br />
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My grandparents?: A conversation with the Devil (Gatsby's American Dream)....EEK!<br />
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How is my life going?: Hey Ya (Outkast)...LOL ok??<br />
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What song will they play at my funeral?: Ground on Down (Ben Harper)<br />
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How does the world see me?: Crash Burn (Blues Traveler)<br />
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Will I have a happy life?: Black Bird (Sarah McLachlan)<br />
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Do people secretly lust after me?: Good Enough (Sarah McLachlan)<br />
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How can I make myself happy?: Ashes (Pepper)<br />
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What should I do with my life?: Smoke (Alkaline Trio)<br />
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Will I ever have children?: A Pillow of Winds (Pink Floyd)<br />
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What is some good advice for me?: Pal-Treaux (RX Bandits)<br />
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What is my signature dancing song?: Yeah! (Usher ft. Lil' Jon and Ludacris)<br />
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What do I think my current theme song is?: Echo (Incubus)<br />
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What does everyone else think my current theme song is?: Guava Jelly/This Train (Sublime)<br />
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What type of men/women do you like?: Gives you Hell (All American Rejects)<br />
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**Its funny how some of these worked out... LOL<br />
*Sigh*<br />
I'll be back soon, my (imaginary) friends....<br />
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Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06825602177314310172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807755389752177897.post-17367788193400673912013-10-17T00:00:00.000-07:002013-10-17T10:36:43.438-07:00Make It Stop!!!<div style="text-align: center;">
I've been wanting to share this song/video on my blog for a while.<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/World_Suicide_Prevention_Day" target="_blank"> Didn't get to by the end of September</a>, but then I realized October 17th would work. Oct. 17th is <a href="http://www.glaad.org/spiritday" target="_blank">"Spirit Day".</a>, a day to wear purple to represent taking a stand against not only <strong><u>bullying</u></strong>, but also bullying against lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender (LGBT) youth. I don't care if you don't agree with the latter. But being someone who was bullied throughout school, I feel bullying has gotten out of control and NEEDS TO STOP. The story behind "<a href="http://www.mibba.com/Articles/People/3937/September-Suicides/" target="_blank">September's Children</a>" breaks my heart. At the worst in school, besides being made fun of, on sometimes a daily basis, I was once kicked in the face by a girl on a bus. I cannot stand bullying. And sometimes when I see teachers saying "Oh, kids will be kids" I want to shake them and make them see its MORE THAN THAT!! <a href="http://sports.yahoo.com/blogs/highschool-prep-rally/utah-coach-suspends-entire-team-over-poor-discipline-104153969.html">And if they'd take a stand, they could HELP</a>! Bullying hurts deep!</div>
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Whatever the bullying is about, it hurts. There were plenty of times<a href="http://www.suicideispreventable.org/" target="_blank"> I was fully DONE with it. And wanted a way out</a>... but I am glad I am still here and have the life that I have. <a href="http://www.itgetsbetter.org/" target="_blank">IT DOES GET BETTER!!!!!</a> It doesn't matter what the hate is about....how much money your family has, what you wear, what you look like OR your sexual orientation...Bullying is NOT OK.</div>
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Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06825602177314310172noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807755389752177897.post-11493027277711355212013-10-13T20:50:00.002-07:002013-10-18T15:56:19.619-07:00Catch the Train--April 2013<div style="text-align: center;">
I know I'm behind on this, but I had to document something that was so awesome for Kai!
When I heard that there was a traveling "Thomas the Train" that you could RIDE on and enjoy Thomas-related-activities....I KNEW I better figure out a way to get Kai in on that!
So we made it work and made a day of it. We wanted to get there early enough that we weren't melting, so we got an earlier ride. I thought we'd get there with plenty of time to spare, but life happened and we got there JUST in time! We didn't tell Kai what we were going to do, but he saw a big sign with Thomas on it just outside of Boulder City, and Kai said, "Are we going to see Thomas??!!" We kind of ignored the question, and kept going. But then he saw the actual train going alongside the road. We still kind of didn't really answer his questions, but when we got to the parking lot, I said, "Kai, do you know what we're doing today?" He said, "What?" I said, "We're going to ride Thomas!" And he was so happy. Rob's parents really wanted to see his reaction, so they met us down there and rode the train and hung out with us. Kai was excited to have them there.
There were tents with activities. One was full of Thomas items to buy, one had face painting/tattoos, and stories, another had tons of tracks and trains to play with, and one had food. They also had a bounce house, games and a small train ride. Kai would've stayed in the tent with the tracks and trains for HOURS! He was so sad to leave it. The line for the face painting was sooo long, so he got a tattoo on his face instead. He didn't want it to wash off. He's so cute! </div>
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Even Kirra had a good time! She only through a couple fits in the car when she was DONE with the driving. </div>
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We'll definitely taking them again to see the mermaids, when Kirra is old enough to enjoy more. I'd REALLY love to take them to Thomas's day out again too. It was an amazing day!</div>
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KIRRA: (17 months)</div>
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Stood in the middle of the floor without holding anything 5/4/13</div>
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Took 3 steps at daycare 5/14/13</div>
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Took several steps for mom and grandma on 5/26/13</div>
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I think she's taken forever because she's afraid of Kai plowing her over! It took her until she was 16 months to walk on a regular basis. She just wouldn't do it.</div>
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She's been throwing fits like MAD lately. Assuming its teething. She's had 8 teeth for some time now, and I finally now has at least 4 molars in. </div>
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KAI: (3 years, 11 months)</div>
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Pooped on the potty at daycare: 5/30/13</div>
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Pooped at my mom's house: 6/1/13</div>
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Pooped on the potty at our house, first time ever: 6/6/13. He had a couple accidents after that (he'll get "too busy" and forget) other than that, underwear all the time except at nights (we'll work on nights soon after he's got days down good). Has not had any kind of accident since Father's Day. </div>
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**didn't think I'd ever have to blog about bodily functions so much, and I appologize, but this is a huge accomplishment since Kai will be 4 in August!! (Its been rough)**</div>
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Kai was first saying he wanted a "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory birthday, but he's now decided he wants an "Aquabats" birthday (his new obsession). </div>
Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06825602177314310172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807755389752177897.post-82352293091623599692013-04-21T11:51:00.000-07:002013-04-21T11:51:33.403-07:00Kirra is ONE!!!Well...actually she's 14 months old now....not that I'm slacking...<br />
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Of course Amanda made a beautiful cake! :)</div>
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She liked the candle....</div>
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So....she grabbed it...and I hurried and blew it out. I don't think she really burned her hand, I think it just scared her when we all freaked out. </div>
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Anyone who knows me knows I LOVE music. And my children share my love for it as well. </div>
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And I know it sounds a little stupid, "I love music..." because really?? Who doesn't??? Its like someone NOT liking watermelon!! Craziness!!! <span style="font-size: xx-small;">(actually my cousin, </span><a href="http://teachinfourth.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Jason</span></a><span style="font-size: xx-small;">, doesn't like it. And I always thought that was strange! ;) )</span></div>
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Kai makes me laugh. He has several favorite songs that are always on rotation. </div>
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See, along with music, I, too, love to sing....Now Kai isn't always a fan of this. I dont know what his deal is, but many times he'll <strike>ask</strike> tell me to stop singing. <span style="font-size: xx-small;">He says the funniest things sometimes!!</span></div>
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Just last weekend I was singing along to one of his current favorites, and he didn't like that, so he said, "Mom! Stop singing, or I'll seriously go into space, and that will hurt my peepee!"</div>
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Not sure if that has anything to do with potty-training, but it was random!</div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Speaking of potty training, he hasn't had ANY hint of interest in that until 2 weeks ago, he was with my friend, Amanda, and I'm not sure if it was him, or her, but he started going in the potty, and he had dry pants all day. Only once he started to poop in his pants, and finished in the toilet. He's been really trying since then. It has been amazing how his attitude has changed towards it. </span></div>
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Sweet Home Alabama - Lynyrd Skynyrd</div>
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Call Me Maybe - Carly Rae Jepson</div>
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Baby - Justin Bieber</div>
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Crazy Train - Black Sabbath</div>
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We Are Young - Fun.</div>
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Boom Boom Pow - Black Eyed Peas</div>
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I Get Around - Beach Boys</div>
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Ho Hey - The Lumineers</div>
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Payphone - Maroon 5<br />
Girl on Fire - Alicia Keys (he heard it at my moms, and now he keeps wanting to watch the video from the Grammys where she sings with Adam Levine)</div>
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All I Need - Awolnation</div>
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Knights of Shame - Awolnation</div>
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The last two are on constant rotation in the car right now. I gave Rob the CD for Christmas, and for some reason Kai just loves those two songs. Its cute. <br />
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He was singing it normal everytime until we recorded, then he started singing about her burning on fire. :P Typical boy.<br />
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Kirra dances along to most anything. She started by doing the little bob dancing, and every once in a while will twist at the waist back and forth. (this is my favorite!! it is ADORABLE!!)</div>
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I realized that it's not often that I post anything about my dad.</div>
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Except that he made it to my wedding. </div>
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He emailed me a link to a video his friend uploaded on YouTube.</div>
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See...my dad is a musician.</div>
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Has been for forever.</div>
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My FAVORITE memories when I was little was watching my parents' band play.</div>
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When I visit my dad, I make him play his guitar and sing for me.</div>
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And he will. But when he tries to stop, I make him "sing one more".</div>
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This goes on for hours ;)</div>
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As I was watching this video, I started thinking I really need to try to get up there and visit. It's been way too long. The last time I saw my dad was....my wedding? So almost 5 years ago. </div>
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That makes me sad. He's never met my kids.</div>
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I try not to think about it much...or else I'd probably cry.</div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">My parents got divorced when I was 8. We were living in Chewelah, Washington at the time. When they divorced, my mom took my brother, and I to live in Southern California with my grandparents. My mom remarried when I was 9. My step-dad, John, was in the Air Force and was about to be stationed in Englad. So we moved there for 3 years. Had a little contact through letters with my dad, and I think TWO phone calls during that time. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">When we moved back to the states, we were in California for a little bit, then my mom moved us to St. George, Utah. We visited my dad when I was 13. So, 4 years of not seeing him then. That was the last time I'd had that long of a gap of seeing him. I tried to make sure I visited him here and there. But after our wedding, we just haven't made it work. </span></div>
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One of the first times I let Kai hold Kirra. He still doesn't really get to hold her. Hes too rough and can't sit still to save his life. </div>
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Kai was pretty obsessed with Cars for quite some time. Somehow he got on an obession for Thomas the Train. I think he had to have gotten that from our neighbors across the street. Their boy loves Thomas and that's probably the first exposure Kai had to it. So when I was on maternity leave, it was 87 different Thomas shows that was on rotation to keep him busy! He has quite the collection from stuff we got him and a co-worker of mine who was nice enough to force her son to sell a TON of his trains and tracks to us for Kai. He got all that for his 3rd birthday. (pics to come eventually)</div>
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"Giving Loves". I had to stop him right about here, he likes to try to press his face too hard. He really does love her, I just think he doesn't understand that he hurts her. And he has SO much energy that it's just exploding out of him in the form of head bunting, hitting, pushing, squeezing, etc.....</div>
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<br />Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06825602177314310172noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807755389752177897.post-6319943243602135052013-02-07T21:07:00.000-08:002013-02-07T21:07:43.346-08:00Kirra's first month<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: xx-small;">March 4, 2012</span></div>
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I tried getting some pictures of Kirra when she was about 2 weeks old. Some turned out ok. </div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">March 25, 2012 We had Kirra blessed by Grandpa Lockwood. Daddy got to be in the circle!</span></div>
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Kirra's beautiful dress and headband was made by my sister, April, and her mother-in-law, Deanna.</div>
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It was so pretty!! I loved it!</div>
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Can't beleive how little Kai looks! (this was his "cheese" face back then)</div>
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Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06825602177314310172noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807755389752177897.post-27282271254938066402013-02-01T22:36:00.003-08:002013-02-01T22:36:44.701-08:00Catch up...<div style="text-align: center;">
Wow...I know....</div>
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But I had to put stuff down on "paper" before I completely forget them.<br />
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<em><span style="font-size: x-small;">*Easter...she's beautiful*</span></em></div>
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Kirra first smiled on 4/16/12</div>
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<em><span style="font-size: x-small;">*4/27/12*</span></em></div>
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First Laugh was 5/24/12 </div>
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Rolled from back to front on 6/12/12</div>
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From front to back on 7/21/12<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><em>*Kai's birthday...she looks like a little doll*</em></span><br />
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Ate cereal first week of July</div>
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Then tried squash - liked it</div>
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bananas - liked it</div>
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peas - NOT a fan</div>
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peaches - didn't seem to like them very much</div>
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carrots - LOVED them</div>
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apples - LOVED them</div>
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Since then she's tried a lot of foods, loves fruits the most.</div>
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And she LOVES to try what we're eating. Soups are always good! ;)</div>
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Nowadays she's getting to where she'd rather eat regular food, I think, than baby food. </div>
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She's loving trying to use a sippy cup, been trying that for a few months.<br />
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<em><span style="font-size: x-small;">*As you can see, after Kirra I started getting a receding hairline...its growing back, and the baby hairs are REALLY annoying!*</span></em></div>
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First bottom tooth 10/25/12</div>
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Second bottom tooth 11/1/12</div>
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First top tooth 1/3/13</div>
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Second top tooth 1/16/2013</div>
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Said "da da" Sept 2012</div>
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Said "Ma Ma" begining of Nov. 2012</div>
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Sat up from laying down 11/16/12</div>
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Pulled herself to stand (that I saw) 12/31/2012</div>
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Walked along furniture 1/10/13</div>
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I swear she copied me saying "no" on 1/19/13.<br />
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Got her first double ear infection and upper respiratory infection last week of January. (NOT GOOD) She's been so miserable, it breaks my heart. She just wants to be held when she's awake, doesn't want to eat or drink, and sleeps a lot. Poor thing. <br />
I will get some more, and more recent, pics up soon. <br />
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<em><span style="font-size: x-small;">*Thanks for all your patience!!*</span></em><br />
<em><span style="font-size: x-small;">(wish Jason was here to see me finally blogging!)</span></em><br />
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Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06825602177314310172noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807755389752177897.post-34765085610202067192013-01-20T20:43:00.001-08:002013-01-20T20:43:07.830-08:00Kirra Belle<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1ppwRNJsWEM" width="459"></iframe><br />
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Better late than never, right?<br />
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With Kai, since I was on bedrest for 2 weeks before he made his debut into the world (4 days before his due date), I was used to the idea that I was going to have him. Now with Kirra….she was more of a surprise. <br />
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The beginning of February I had some contractions that were close together almost all day. I started to get a little worried. I went to the Dr and find out that I have a UTI, and they gave me an antibiotic. BUT failed to inform me that it was the UTI giving me contractions. Well, GOOD TO KNOW! So I was uncomfortable for a couple days until the anti-biotic did its thing. I had a feeling Kirra wouldn’t stay in my uterus until her due date (March 11). Heck, I figured I wouldn’t make it to March at all. (And a little hopeful that I could end my misery early)<br />
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Wednesday, February 22nd, I leave work with Rob for my “lunch”, to my Dr appointment, fully intent on returning to work about an hour later. Boy was I wrong. The appointment went on as normal, I got checked, I was still about a 1+ dilated and 70 effaced. The doctor said, "Your bag of water is bulging." Confused, I asked, "What does that mean?" He says, "You may have been having a contraction when I checked you." and I had been. I sit up and we discuss that if I’m still pregnant by March 5th, we’ll induce then. The Dr. and CNA leave the room and I get up from the table and I’m leaking fluid…I’m not peeing… (11:50 am)<br />
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“Rob, I think my water broke!”<br />
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He stares at me, his eyes huge.<br />
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“Go get them back in here!”<br />
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He runs out, leaving the door open, as I stand there holding the “paper sheet” to collect the fluid, I’m hoping no one walks by and sees me in my glory there! The Dr. and CNA come back in and Dr. Lunt says, “Well, I guess we’re having the baby today, then!” I was trying not to get emotional, but that’s a scary realization, even when you’re ready. So he checks the fluid to make sure it really is amniotic fluid and that I’m not wetting myself. <br />
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They get me a giant pad to collect the fluid until I get over to Labor and Delivery, we quickly discuss my 6 week post partum appointment and get it scheduled then he walks us over to L&D. During this whole time I’m texting my mom, sister, and friend Amanda (who I had asked to take some birth pictures). My mom leaves work to meet us, and my sister starts her 45 mile drive down, and Amanda heads over. <br />
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I had taken my pill that morning for my blood sugar, so I informed the nurse (if I didn’t eat my sugar would have plummeted). They gave me a couple little things to eat so I’d be ok. (Rob and I were going to go to lunch after my appointment HA!). I wasn't quite ready for this, so everything just felt so crazy. Rob had to run home to grab my bag and change out of his shirt and tie. They asked if I needed him to stay for my IV, I said I'd be fine, I wanted him there for the epidural for sure, so I told him to hurry. <br />
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(about 1:30pm) I am a giant chicken about needles, so I really wasn't excited about no hand to squeeze when they did the IV. (but by now with all the blood checks, I was getting a bit more brave). So I close my eyes and ready myself for it. And the nurse and CNA in there are talking to eachother about how it didn't work and "oh look at that!" and the one urges me to look as she tells me she'll have to try again, which I'm NOT happy about so I say, "I don't want to look!"...They blew out my vein. So it is this huge knot looking thing on the back of my hand. "Why'd you make me look! Now it hurts more!!" So they went up a little way on my arm and got the vein there. So that was huge for a couple days. My mom showed up just after that. (around 2:00pm)<br />
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They wanted to get a bag of fluid in me before I got the epidural, so as I was waiting for that, Rob came back, Amanda came and April showed up. The contractions were coming in more and more and getting stronger. I was feeling them in my back AND my abdomen. With Kai, I had back labor so bad, that is all I felt. This time with it being all the way around, it was pretty rough. Jalee stopped by between all her running around, it was good to see her, sad that she was so busy and couldn't stay. My mom massaged my lower back for a while and then April took over. (5:00 pm) The anesthesiologist came in to introduce himself, and it was someone mom knew, and the nurses said he was the best, so that made me feel better. My contractions by this time were really killing me, so even though I was scared about the epidural, I was anxious to hurry and get it so I could feel better. I was crying from the pain and contracting like crazy, so we worked around the contractions to get the epidural. It took longer than last time, but was a little less painful when they put it in than with Kai. The contractions were ridiculous around this time, so the relief was AMAZING!! (around 5:30) I think that because everything was so sudden, and with it being the second time in labor, everything was more intense and fast. I was so nauseous and shaking like crazy. The anesthesiologist had said that the epidural they did was less intense and I'd be able to still feel a little bit. Which was scary, but also helpful. I could still feel the contractions coming, but I wasn't dying. It was a bit uncomfortable, but not unbearable. <br />
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So by this time, I was more fun to be around and not sobbing. The next time they checked me I was a 7. So we started placing bets on when Kirra would be here. I figured it'd be after 8 sometime. Since things were moving quicklySo my guess was 8:22. And I was definately ok with the birthdate (2-22-12, nice and easy to remember). Moving quick! Nauseous Naseous Naseous! They checked me again (I think it was close to 6:40pm) and I was a 10. WOAH! Faster than I expected. So everyone ran around, getting things ready, getting me situated, got Dr. Lunt in, and they had me bear down to push, I took a breath in the middle and kept pushing and she was out! They set her on my stomach and I remember saying, "It was so quick this time, its so surreal, I can't believe she's here! It doesn't seem like she's really mine." It was the weirdest feeling. (6:57pm)<br />
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My mom took Kai that night, so Rob was able to stay that night with me in the hospital. The next night Rob had to be at home with Kai, so I was alone. It was pretty sad and lonely. I cried through dinner (dang hormones). <br />
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And now Kirra will be 11 months old on Tuesday....I can't even beleive it. So much has gone on that has left me feeling blog-less. But I want to fix that. So bear with me. <br />
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**Beautiful video made my Amanda! :)Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06825602177314310172noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807755389752177897.post-84952668020048419652013-01-20T20:24:00.001-08:002013-01-20T20:24:17.127-08:00JasonI had written this up a while ago, and decided to go ahead and blog it....even though I have Kirra's birth story done, just need to upload pictures...yes I KNOW she's now 11 months old!!<br />
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Jason is my cousin. His mom and my dad are siblings. I have a span of memories of Jason at different times in our lives. The first thing I think of is when I was close to 5 years old he would to tease me to no end. One of his favorite things to say to me was “Should I call you ‘Danny-yell’ or ‘Danny-scream’?” I would say, “Danny-yell” (because it was closer to my name, Danielle). And he’d call me “Danny-scream” anyway and I would cry. Despite this teasing I looked up to him and his sister, Shawna, so much. Later, in high school I would use “scream” as my internet screen name, because of Jason. Jason has always been an artist, when I was little I remember he drew amazing pictures (a lot I remember were of “Watership Down”) and he had some cool Star Wars toys that my brother and I envied.<br />
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My parents divorced when I was 8 and I moved away and wasn’t able to see their family until I was about 13 years old. We came back to Washington for a family reunion and I was so excited to see them! I remember my brother and I being upset because our trip was in jeopardy of being cut short, and Jason said, “Wow, you guys have really grown up, you’re way more mature, in this case before, Josh would be spazing out and Danny would be throwing a fit and crying. You’re all grown up!” <br />
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Losing contact again, it wasn’t until I was in my mid-late 20’s when his mom told me I should read his blog. I found it, became a follower and started my own blog. On my side-reel of blogs I read, I called his “He’d call me Danny-Scream”. I had commented on a few blogs, and he eventually was curious enough to look through mine and realize that I was his long lost cousin! When I got engaged and started planning my wedding, my mom wanted to see if she could have this amazing nephew of hers come and take my wedding pictures. We’d seen his work on his blog, and knew we had to have him come down. He agreed, but kept saying that he couldn’t promise anything amazing, he hadn’t done a wedding before. When he showed up, he just started getting ready to take pictures, and I said, “HEY, DORK!! Get over here and give me a hug!!” (I hadn’t seen him for 16 years!) He later told us that he was apprehensive about the whole thing, not really knowing us anymore, and didn’t know what to expect. But he was glad that he and Shawna make the trek down here to reunite with old family. And I was happy to have some of the most amazing pictures from my wedding! <br />
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After that, we closely followed eachother’s blogs and facebook. We’d reunite a couple times a year for dinner, and we all so looked forward to these meetings. He’d stop to show me new things on my camera, so that I could progress in my photography. He’d make each of us feel so special and important. Just the way he did with everyone. <br />
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I’m a very nostalgic person and I love my extended family so much, they’re all so amazing. And I am SO glad I was able to have Jason close again. And so heartbroken that he is gone. <br />
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Jason, I will miss you more than you’ll ever know. But I know that I will see you again. And I look forward to that big huge hug. I will embrace your memory by getting back on track with my blog, and taking more pictures of the beauty around me that you captured better than I could ever hope to. But I will keep at it, like you always told me; it takes a hundred pictures to have that one good shot. <br />
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**Pictures are courtesy of his <a href="http://teachinfourth.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">blog.</a> <br />
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<br />Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06825602177314310172noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807755389752177897.post-24819428558846906722012-08-17T22:47:00.001-07:002012-08-21T21:58:08.815-07:00Jason Frederick Zimmerman<span class="heading"><span class="obitname"><strong><span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: medium;">Jason Frederick
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Jason Fredrick Zimmerman was born September 9, 1970 in San
Francisco, CA, to George D. Zimmerman and Kathleen Scott. He died at the age of
41, Saturday morning, August 11, 2012, at his father’s home in Sandpoint, ID.
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Some of you will recognize his name. Maybe he was a childhood friend, a
high-school crush, a college roommate, peer, or fellow teacher. Maybe he was
your teacher.<br />
Others, for whom this name does not bring immediate recognition or a flood of
memories, will likely move on—possibly not even making it as far as this
sentence. <br />
But to those of us who knew him, he was a phenominal teacher, an
inspiring mentor, a worthy and idolized role model, an adventerous travel
companion. He was a champion of students. A brother. A friend. <br />
He grew up in the Northwest, served a mission for the Church of Jesus Christ
of Latter-day Saints in St. Louis, Missiouri; and, in 2000, he graduated from
Brigham Young University with a degree in Elementary Education. He was the first
in his family to complete college. <br />
In the 12 years since graduating from BYU, he taught 3rd, 4th, 5th, and 6th
grades in the Provo School District, worked countless volunteer hours in
after-school and out-of-the-classroom programs, graduated with a Master Degree
in Technology, and received numerous awards honoring his ability and passion for
teaching.
He fostered a comfortable learning environment where students felt good about
themselves, were motivated to succeed, gained an appreciation for hard work,
were inspired to learn—and had fun doing it. Teaching, nurturing and encouraging
were his passion.
Jason was an avid and talented photographer. His ability to both see and
capture the beauty around him with his camera was only matched by his inherent
knack for doing the same with the people he met.
The lonely deserts of southern Utah and forgotten back roads of nowhere were
his safe haven. He documented his adventures in photography and poetic
prose—much of which he would post for the world to see and read on his blog.
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As a teacher and mentor, Jason taught us to see no limits to our potential.
As a friend, he loved unconditionally. His influence will forever be felt in the
lives of those who are better, wiser and kinder for having known him.<br />
Jason was preceded in death by a younger brother, Simon, who died at birth
July 1, 1988. And by his mother, Arlene Zimmerman, who died at the age of 64
after a long battle to cancer only three years ago last month.
He is survived by his father George Zimmerman and his wife; his mother
Kathleen Roesler and her husband; and his siblings Shawna Gregg, Yancy
Zimmerman, Miya Edwards, and Lucie Zimmerman.
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Services for the family will be held Friday, Aug. 17, 2012, at Coffelt
Funeral Home, 109 N. Division Ave., Sandpoint, ID, 83864. The viewing will be
10:00–11:00 a.m. and the funeral at 11 a.m. Burial will take place at Pack River
Cemetery.
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Utah memorial details to follow</div>
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Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06825602177314310172noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807755389752177897.post-5341946584696604072012-08-12T15:33:00.001-07:002012-08-12T15:33:35.811-07:00No wordsI have a couple posts I've been trying to edit (as if I have time), that I will try to get to soon. I am missing blogging and need to do it more. <br />
But today, I just had to put it somewhere. <br />
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I am heartbroken. <br />
Its a horrible feeling.<br />
I know so many more people are hurting, many more than I am. And they're all in my thoughts and prayers.<br />
Please tell the people in your lives what they mean to you. You may think they already know. <br />
Or you may think you'll get the chance soon. <br />
Don't wait. Do it now. <br />
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I just have to say, anyone who reads my blog, I love you for taking interest. <br />
And I love you for sharing. <br />
I love you for being you. <br />
You have no idea how amazing you are.Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06825602177314310172noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807755389752177897.post-36609743873627387492012-04-20T15:52:00.000-07:002012-04-20T15:52:55.792-07:0033 weeks pregnant JANUARY 2012I started writing this post in January...I figure I'll post it anyway since its moldy... :D<br />
I am now 33 weeks along. A couple appointments ago my dr said my Iron was low, they wanted me to start an Iron supplement. So I did. The next appointment last month, they said I was Anemic. So apparently the Iron supplement wasn't enough. Yay....(sarcasm).<br />
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Then, 2 weeks ago I had to do the 3 hour glucose test because I failed the first one. The next week they called to tell me that of the 4 blood draws, one was high, so that made me "borderline" for Gestational Diabetes. They wanted me to go to a diabetic clinic for a consultation. <br />
UGH. Really?? <br />
So NOW I am checking my blood sugar 4x a day and when I went back in to the diabetes clinic today for a follow-up, they told me that my morning/fasting levels are higher than they like, so I am starting on a pill to help my body use my own insulin better. Hopefully this helps. I dont want a 10+ pound baby!! :S <br />
This past week I've had a few contractions, I'm thinking just Braxton Hicks, but sometimes they're like 5-ish minutes apart and I start to get a little panicky, and then they stop. I didn't really have Braxton Hicks with Kai so this is making me a little stressed (which is not good on the blood sugar either! BAH!!)<br />
I'm also getting nervous about how Kai is going to handle all this. He can be pretty violent and rough with us, and I swear does NOT understand "gentle" so we're going to have to keep the baby on top of the fridge out of his reach! ;) Kidding, folks. <br />
When I was pregnant with Kai they put me on bedrest 17 days before my due date, which would be toward the end of February if that happened this time. Crazy! And I had Kai 4 days early. I have another appointment with Dr. Lunt in a week, so I'll ask him how much this blood sugar damage might play in the timing of it all. Last time it was my high blood pressure that was the issue. This time my blood pressure has been fine. I've started swelling a little bit recently though. But not like I was with Kai!Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06825602177314310172noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807755389752177897.post-2383457988618677602012-01-06T22:10:00.000-08:002012-01-06T22:10:32.654-08:00Happy Holidays<div align="center">Ok....I slacked a little.</div><div align="center">I didn't send any greeting cards. I DID give them to people here, because I had time to do that...So for those of you NOT in St. George...Pretend this is hanging on your fridge....</div><div align="center"><br />
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<div align="center">Much Love...</div><div align="center"></div>Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06825602177314310172noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807755389752177897.post-80265181870584862412012-01-06T21:59:00.000-08:002012-01-06T22:00:40.829-08:00Christmas Weekend<div style="text-align: center;">Before Christmas I wanted to make sure we did one of my favorite things. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Put together a gingerbread house. I wasn't sure if Kai could focus long enough. But he really seemed to enjoy it! :D</div><div style="text-align: center;">You can see where Kai took a bite out of the top of the roof...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFGwvaNeXtVK7PV2Mbh7CgqYhWjsnkof-dEAyTdNWiWDVRw-uAAFKy5XKM6rtpHOvI6Wt4KN3vTaB3porPbXJiuE82SKmnwN924tTcQ4ERN6Hk5xFKTRdWUB2_2hTEGqsKl10ENVxGZu0f/s1600/DSC_0025+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFGwvaNeXtVK7PV2Mbh7CgqYhWjsnkof-dEAyTdNWiWDVRw-uAAFKy5XKM6rtpHOvI6Wt4KN3vTaB3porPbXJiuE82SKmnwN924tTcQ4ERN6Hk5xFKTRdWUB2_2hTEGqsKl10ENVxGZu0f/s320/DSC_0025+copy.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div align="center">He actually put SOME candy on the house...but most went into his mouth...</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">We had 3 Christmases. 3. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Christmas Eve we went to Rob's parents house to do our gift exchange with them. Had dinner and got entertained by Kai. He was such a goof. He got spoiled with a Cars light from Uncle Danny, an R/C police car and Lion King from Grandma and Grandpa, and a Lego wagon and cape/mask from Aunt Michelle, Uncle Russ, and the girls. </div><div style="text-align: center;">{Christmas Eve}</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqHf6HeB0Chd3PCKEgMyFM0noMoT1ANmpg1le32_XR4uY2EDEIxtoxhAIy6UfpGlU-FSeEFdfwEl5xdB_Lm-jzMDj2ZBGJYdWG0-KXMGIua8toXMY1HEjEybxNpPlUcPHRKUTBiE57y7NO/s1600/DSC_0043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqHf6HeB0Chd3PCKEgMyFM0noMoT1ANmpg1le32_XR4uY2EDEIxtoxhAIy6UfpGlU-FSeEFdfwEl5xdB_Lm-jzMDj2ZBGJYdWG0-KXMGIua8toXMY1HEjEybxNpPlUcPHRKUTBiE57y7NO/s320/DSC_0043.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">{Dec. 26th, Celebrating Jackson's b-day}</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Jackson's Birthday is Jan. 2nd, but we wanted to celebrate it while they were in town. </div><div style="text-align: center;">CUTE BOY!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIIzUXSRvOHS1WYYnc4lRr0paOPIKR8tfLVDY0ETLFOFM3ypWfawoJfJAQ3br10ca0H4R99hd8Ss7BW6w1lsFQ59dRyy8CU9VqbNo3t7RS0JGYvc1El1YzVGPiDpDpnxlaud1njE_h2LKY/s1600/DSC_0128.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIIzUXSRvOHS1WYYnc4lRr0paOPIKR8tfLVDY0ETLFOFM3ypWfawoJfJAQ3br10ca0H4R99hd8Ss7BW6w1lsFQ59dRyy8CU9VqbNo3t7RS0JGYvc1El1YzVGPiDpDpnxlaud1njE_h2LKY/s320/DSC_0128.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Kai got him a MACK!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO55OaNWEhXeg7xl9pyPZkZLXQBNBnK-hEjN2JrX7PvS7AJMWkHU3y1pqU0qXxjen2oAoPE5GYMfmUlW_9yOSRNuZsTSw3unP6LtKxUB7sAKY0sXEKJsRETI2-QYUqee6yXGhSHNoMPmxK/s1600/DSC_0129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO55OaNWEhXeg7xl9pyPZkZLXQBNBnK-hEjN2JrX7PvS7AJMWkHU3y1pqU0qXxjen2oAoPE5GYMfmUlW_9yOSRNuZsTSw3unP6LtKxUB7sAKY0sXEKJsRETI2-QYUqee6yXGhSHNoMPmxK/s320/DSC_0129.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Kai liked Jackson's bunny</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqxjUADN-UfkQGp7bmPnKGTj8Qt47h7buqUabonJkj1neWoqit8GdVQ8vIUEeJdYZL0xhByxGUYXseMpAekDJKuPrkctSYnrL9ybmvqJp4sUAUX7UpwQxklyDRL7dPXRVCtPUkE0oMVEGJ/s1600/DSC_0139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqxjUADN-UfkQGp7bmPnKGTj8Qt47h7buqUabonJkj1neWoqit8GdVQ8vIUEeJdYZL0xhByxGUYXseMpAekDJKuPrkctSYnrL9ybmvqJp4sUAUX7UpwQxklyDRL7dPXRVCtPUkE0oMVEGJ/s320/DSC_0139.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Christmas was great. I'm kind of glad December is done though. There was a lot going on! <br />
Kai got SO spoiled and is still loving all his goodies!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Rob got me a Kindle Fire for Christmas and I am LOVING IT!!! </div><div style="text-align: center;">If anyone has some good suggestions for reading, lay 'em on me :D</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;"></div>Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06825602177314310172noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807755389752177897.post-11248843012935743202011-12-20T17:30:00.000-08:002011-12-20T17:30:01.014-08:00I pray for Patience....Holy Cow did I need this quote this week. <br />
My friend, Megan, Posted this on her blog and it REALLY spoke to me!<br />
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Quote from Lynn Robbins talk in the April 2011 General Conference:<br />
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A sweet and obedient child will enroll a father or mother only in Parenting 101. If you are blessed with a child who tests your patience to the nth degree, you will be enrolled in Parenting 505. Rather than wonder what you might have done wrong in the premortal life to be so deserving, you might consider the more challenging child a blessing and opportunity to become more godlike yourself. With which child will your patience, long-suffering, and other Christlike virtues most likely be tested, developed, and refined? Could it be possible that you need this child as much as this child needs you?<br />
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I must need SOMETHING because this little 2 year old, as cute as he is, has been trying my patience to the breaking point. Especially lately. Holy cow, I wonder daily how we're all going to survive another year. Let alone another child. <br />
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Prayers were answered on my Birthday this last saturday, though. He was the sweetest angel all day long! No fits, no arguing, he obeyed like crazy. We went and saw Santa, and he normally can't sit still for 2 seconds, and he actually sat on his lap and got a picture, and we had to TAKE him off his lap, instead of him scooting down immediately. <br />
The next day....he was making up for being so good. Oh my gosh! <br />
Hes so hard to discipline. I'm at a loss. I can't get him to sit in time out at all. No matter how much I hold him in the seat. And the kid is way too strong. He hits, pushes his fists into our necks, throws things at us. So if someone watches him for us, I get so nervous. But he's always so good for them. <br />
So, I will now have to just read this quote everyday and continue to pray for patience. And hope we all survive another year....and another child. <br />
I'll try not to cry now!Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06825602177314310172noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807755389752177897.post-49102646240436084552011-11-23T17:10:00.000-08:002011-11-25T14:02:21.018-08:00Fall HolidaysUsually Fall is depressing for me. I hate cold. I love Christmas, but getting to it is usually soooo much of a bummer. <br />
BUT this year is different. Don't know why. Maybe having kids distracts me. Being pregnant maybe? But when I saw a magazine for fall stuff several months ago, I was almost excited. Halloween was more exciting to me this year. I looked forward to it. And I was really looking forward to Thanksgiving this year. Wish I had the whole week off work, but oh well. We went to Rob's parents for Thanksgiving this year. That's always a big thing to get used to also. Especially when you get married later than some people, you get used to your own family traditions, etc. But Rob's family is awesome and I really like spending time with them, so I don't mind throwing them in a rotation. And Kai loves all his grandparents, so any time at any of their houses is awesome to him. Not to mention Rob's mom cooks great food (even if she doesn't think so). But of course I always miss seeing my mom! <br />
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I hope I can gather the energy to start maybe decorating for Christmas this weekend also. The house Kai goes to for daycare put their christmas lights on the house this week, and Kai loves it. So the sooner we do ours, the better. I love seeing him excited for things as he's getting older.<br />
He's the funniest kid lately, I'll have to post some more silly stuff he does. It makes me laugh :DDaniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06825602177314310172noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807755389752177897.post-35470615965362999462011-11-14T20:24:00.000-08:002011-11-14T20:24:17.441-08:00HalloweenI know Halloween was a couple weeks ago, but I'm behind. Big surprise. We decided Kai would be Dracula, just because we found a cute costume at TJ Maxx. He was a good one though. He'd do his evil Dracula laugh for us. It was so cute to see him going up to the doors, trying to go inside, and taking as much candy as he wanted. (I really tried to stop him, but he thought this was like an unlimited shopping spree).<br />
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My costume was inspired by the fact that I wanted to use my pregnant belly somehow and thought of this. I know...mildy disturbing. But not that surprising if you know me :D<br />
One girl at work was really bothered by it. So I had to hide it behind my desk while I talked to her :P<br />
Everyone else thought it was amazingly creative. I told my mom what I wanted and directed her while she made it. Kai liked it. He'd point to the doll and say "Baby sister!" Ok, I know...we're going to have major counseling bills later....<br />
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Mom made a creepy zombie....<br />
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Speaking of zombies...My mom took me to "Thriller" at Tuacahn for the first time, it was AWESOME!! I loved it. But it was the first COLD night here. We were freezing!<br />
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Kai has been allowed to come on the girls trip, but I think my mom says he's done now. Next year, baby girl can go! :DDaniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06825602177314310172noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807755389752177897.post-67518986026341197342011-09-28T20:38:00.000-07:002011-09-28T20:38:10.202-07:00It's a....<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOXtHqqHE33dSTYaYu2n7d9xYbGyPNevWe1Dew_7bYvsh07Vyyx-0i73uKnN9IwuLcqN13hdZ3cIzMQ8avBIo6ta_TBNVE_6MkMx7STCBqB00LR9uHIY1MOS2-Qan2Qj8j0LGvRDwTrlDZ/s1600/its+a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOXtHqqHE33dSTYaYu2n7d9xYbGyPNevWe1Dew_7bYvsh07Vyyx-0i73uKnN9IwuLcqN13hdZ3cIzMQ8avBIo6ta_TBNVE_6MkMx7STCBqB00LR9uHIY1MOS2-Qan2Qj8j0LGvRDwTrlDZ/s320/its+a.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Just for clarification its a baby with a pink bow. I had a lot of people thinking it was a baby with a birthmark or a cut-out placenta...So, yes....a GIRL!! We're so excited! One of each! YAY!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We're working on names, so if you have ideas...lay 'em on me!</div>Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06825602177314310172noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7807755389752177897.post-33751200492437714212011-09-26T21:23:00.000-07:002011-09-26T21:23:41.309-07:00Mr. Kai...and baby tooI really should update more on new stuff Kai does. He makes me laugh :P<br />
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When we had his Dr. appointment they asked if Kai says at least 200 words. I was like...well, I dunno, does he? But when I think about it, of course he does. He has a book "Baby's first 100 words" and he can name everything in it, and says tons more than that. <br />
He TRYS his colors, but sometimes gets them wrong. 80% of the time he can correctly name red, yellow, purple, and blue.<br />
He loves to point back and forth from me and Rob and say "Mama....Dada....Mama.....Dada" and sometimes does it so fast that he gets backwards and then fixes it. <br />
He loves to do "knuckles" and "spive" (he says "SP" instead of "F" almost always). The other day we were at Rob's sisters house, she has horses, and he loves to go look at them, but is a little scared. He held up his fist to the horse and said "Knuckles!" it was SOOO cute and SOOO funny!<br />
His current favorite movies are Rio, all the Shrek movies, occationally Alvin and the Chipmunks, Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs, and lately we've found he likes Beethoven. Rob insists Kai wants a dog. He's really been into this Elmo dvd of songs lately too. <br />
He will color for a very short time, then he just eats the crayons....no bueno! BUT he's been bringing home masterpieces from daycare....they're on the fridge :)<br />
He's started kinda singing along to songs, it is so cute! He LOVES music. The other day he was humming a tune of one, I thought that was pretty good. He's been trying to sing "twinkle, twinkle little star" lately. Its adorable!<br />
If I dance and tell him to dance, he tries to do what I do....hopefully that doesn't make him a bad dancer in the future....<br />
Unfortunately he's learned he likes to pull the chair to the kitchen counter and have a utensil and pan or bowl so he can "Make it" he says. Can be annoying.....especially if the kitchen is messy. (maybe motivation to clean it more....which I have)<br />
He still loves his baths, but started not liking his hair washed, so I'd try to act like I forgot to, he'll tell me "Hair". Heehee<br />
Kai can give kisses, but for some reason if its not your lips, he acts like he's blowing his nose on you or something. He does that to my belly for the baby. It IS cute though ;)<br />
We are ALMOST done with the bottle. He is just having a hard time giving up his morning one. Any tips? He freaks out if we give him a cup.<br />
He is DONE with the binky. <br />
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This pic is at 12 1/2 weeks. I popped early, because those darn stomach muscles have not come back yet, after Kai. :P<br />
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I am 16 weeks along now and my appointment a couple weeks ago was good. Heartbeat is great, they found it instantly, and I'm measuring right on. They scheduled an ultrasound for 19 weeks, but I can pay $25 for one at 16 weeks to see the gender if I want to know earlier. So....we're doing that wednesday!! I'm too excited to wait!! Of course there's things we'd be happy about either a boy or a girl, but it'd be nice to have a girl, so we can have our one of each. Because after this, we are done. :P<br />
People have asked us about names, but we really haven't discussed that much yet, so we will see. I need to speak to the geneologists of the family to see some family names too. I'd at least like a family name for a middle name.<br />
Nausea is pretty much completely gone. I just can't let my stomach get completely empty, and avoid bad smells.<br />
Kai is at a point where he likes to jump all over you, so this poor baby is going to come out black and blue, I'm afraid. Ah well....that will be his/her life for a while I am sure. :)<br />
I'll definately post what we find out at the ultrasound.<br />
Rob and I got a nice break, my mom watched Kai this weekend while we went up north to my cousin's wedding in Springville. It was gorgeous up there and I got to see a bunch of my family that I never see. It was wonderful! I missed Kai a TON, but it was nice to get away. <br />
I'll post some of the pics from the wedding, and another belly shot soon I'm showing so much already! :(Daniellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06825602177314310172noreply@blogger.com3