tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-93986902024-03-13T23:22:10.066-06:00KimballingBeckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08709448985020531261noreply@blogger.comBlogger1018125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9398690.post-82515621143960248962016-10-24T14:58:00.000-06:002016-10-24T14:58:28.051-06:00Happy Birthday Matt!Matt birthday was on the 8th of this month and he is fairly anti-birthday. He does not like attention brought to him, he does not love birthday parties, and he always just wants to be with us on his birthday. So, instead of a party for Matt, I decided to take him on a date (a rare event for us) and to make him an extravagant pastry (because he is not a big fan of cake).<br />
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So, I got a sitter and we went out to our favorite restaurant that we do not go to that often because it is pricey and we are usually towing around four kids. We went to Carrabbas for dinner and it was delicious and I had missed it so very much. Three words: Pollo Rosa Maria. I did not take pictures of dinner... because I am lame.<br />
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Then, we went to McCords farm in Provo and we played zombie paintball with a bunch of 14 year old kids. Yes, you heard right, zombie paintball; where we rode a tractor and shot glow in the dark paintballs at zombie actors for 18 dollars a person. It was way over priced for what you actually get, but it was a fun treat for us to get out and do something fun and new.<br />
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Zombie paintball definitely made me feel old as there were all these kids there. I remember being young and going to the Haunted Forest back when my friends and I were like 15. I don't remember being just dropped off places when I was that young though; my friends and I always had a parental chaperone. But, now that I am older, haunted houses do not have the allure that they did when I was a kid. They are not scary to me, and even if they were, I do not like scaring myself. I remember being young and enjoying the thrill of being scared by a haunted house or a roller coaster, but now that I am in my thirties, I do not like the feeling of being scared. I am worried for my kids all the time and I see the realities and horrors that can happen in the world and I am much happier getting a thrill from seeing my twin pee on the toilet for the first time, or Dano try and do a handstand, or Nicole draw me a pikachu complete with shading, or Logan say, "Mama, all done." I think that there are so many thrills in everyday life that make life entertaining and amazing.<br />
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Side tracked again! I really have missed writing, so I may get side tracked at times before I get back on track to what I am actually posting about. So, I picked a dessert off of Matt's favorite blog, <a href="http://www.wildyeastblog.com/pumpkin-brioche-apple-tart/">http://www.wildyeastblog.com/pumpkin-brioche-apple-tart/</a> . And even though it doesn't use wild yeast, I felt it was a large endeavor that Matt would love. I made the dough the night before, then spent three hours the day of shaping, rising, assembling and baking it and it came out oh so pretty. It is really the prettiest thing I have ever baked and it was delicious. I am never making a tart with anything but brioche as the crust because it was awesome.<br />
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Because the dough recipe was so large (so you don't waste any of your can of pumpkin puree) I had a ton of dough left over, so I made these pumpkin brioche cinnamon rolls with the extra dough. They were not as delicious as the tart, but they were sweet and yummy. We had an excess of them though, so I sent a bunch to work with Matt and they were devoured in seconds. Matt thinks it is really hot when I bake him things from scratch. Oh yeah, win one for the wife.</div>
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So, it was a low key birthday, but I try and make it special for him and I bought him a brand new cell phone as a gift because Logan sat on his last phone and the screen broke. I guess we should have watched the youtube video to see if it passed the bend test before we bought it. Live and learn.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://browncoats.serenitymovie.com/serenity/?u=CopRock"><img src="http://browncoats.serenitymovie.com/serenity/gallery/banners/serenity_banner_3.jpg" border="0"></a></div>Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08709448985020531261noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9398690.post-31667276337765159732016-10-11T21:12:00.001-06:002016-10-11T22:24:13.936-06:00Family Pictures 2016We started getting family pictures taken about three years ago. Why did we wait so long when we have been married for 9 years and our oldest child is 7? Because up until 3 years ago, we couldn't afford name brand yogurt let alone the luxury of family pictures. So, this blog has been littered with those photos that we took three years ago before I was even pregnant with the twins. Now, we are lucky enough that we can afford to get family pictures, which we did, two weeks ago.<br />
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Our friends, the Myricks took the pictures for us; Jessica Myrick (<a href="https://www.facebook.com/JesMyrickPhotography/">https://www.facebook.com/JesMyrickPhotography/</a>)to be more specific as she took the pictures and her husband assisted. And by "assisted" I mean that he watched the kids that were not in the pictures and was on "twin watch" to ensure that they didn't run out in to the street.</div>
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We took the pics in downtown Provo at the Startup building, which I had only been to once before when I was checking out a Pokemon Go party. When Pokemon Go first came out, we were one of the millions that downloaded the app and it was super fun for a little while until it kept crashing and crashing and crashing. And then the Provo Library got rid of their Poke stops and I was super sad and stopped playing. And now I don't play it. It was junking up my phone and slowing it down and rarely worked. I will wait for a better update to come and maybe for a time when I have a more powerful phone that can handle such apps. What was I talking about? Oh yeah, family pictures.<br />
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We did not get a good picture of just the kids because the twins would not stay with the older kids to pose. They continually kept trying to get to Matt and I. Alas. But, we got some good ones of all of us, so I was not disappointed with the outcome. I shall now provide you with some of the best shots and some of the funniest shots.<br />
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We were lucky to get a good shot of Nicole as she would not stop jumping for the picture. She really wanted a jumping picture for some reason and kept jumping out of the frame like a silly. I guess it is a kid thing.<br />
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Dano was amazing, of course, and all of his shots were good. I had a hard time just picking one that I liked. He is blessed with being patient enough to get his picture taken and being gorgeous all the time so he looks good in all the pictures. He is my easiest child by a large margin.<br />
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This was the best Logan shot. There were a lot of good shots of Logan. He is also very photogenic and is a smiley little man. Scott on the other hand...<br />
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This is the best shot of the twins together. I think they look so cute! Even though Scott is not smiling, he is looking at the camera and in my book, that is a big win.<br />
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Look at these handsome men! I made all these guys, it is true. I am taking credit for their cute looks.<br />
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This is our best Scott shot. He is actually smiling which is like, "wow." Scott gives rare smiles, but we handed him the car keys and he got really happy about it.<br />
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Matt and I got a bunch of pictures taken of the two of us. Most of them turned out really good, but I picked just one to show you here so it doesn't look like I am too vain... even though I kinda am.<br />
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Lastly, Jessica took some shots of just me, most of which I did not like. I guess I am vain and very critical of myself. I am a tangled web of confusion. Matt declined getting singles of himself because that is his way and he doesn't really like the whole getting his picture taken thing.<br />
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Overall I was so pleased with the results of the pictures even though it was comical trying to wrangle the twins and take their pictures. But Jessica is amazing and we were done with pictures after only an hour. So, we are done with pictures for another year and I am hoping that next I look even better than I am this year. Women look better with age right?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://browncoats.serenitymovie.com/serenity/?u=CopRock"><img src="http://browncoats.serenitymovie.com/serenity/gallery/banners/serenity_banner_3.jpg" border="0"></a></div>Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08709448985020531261noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9398690.post-28222121026112362572016-10-03T14:31:00.002-06:002016-10-03T14:31:56.308-06:00Smallies!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I started watching Smallville today during my instituted quiet time. Matt bought me all the seasons back when I was pregnant with the twins and bed ridden, but I didn't get a chance to watch them as the babies came a week before my scheduled C-section. So, they have been sitting on my shelf, gathering dust and being neglected while I run around chasing two 2-year-old boys, trying to keep them from killing themselves. But, in an effort to give back to me, I am watching them.<br />
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Watching them brings me back to the days of my youth, the days of Yor, days of Yon, Days of Future Past (fun fact, I named the twins after I saw that movie for the first time). Smallville started when I was in high school and it holds a nostalgia for me of those days where TV was the most important thing in my life (sad I know, but I was a teenager). I used to love Tuesday nights where I would sack out in front of the TV for Smallville and Buffy. When I lived in the dorms, I had to get in the TV room thirty minutes before my show so that I could claim dibs on picking the station. Oh, those were the days.<br />
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I love Smallville because it was the first of the "superhero" shows to make it's debut in this century. It was innocent and fun and plot driven and heart wrenching and wrapped me up in a world that was beyond my own for 45 whole minutes before I came back to reality. My good friend, Lisa, only knew me as "smallville" for months because she only knew me as the girl from the dorm who insisted that all must watch Smallville in the dorm one night a week. (she did eventually learn my name and we became friends, moved back to Utah together, lived together for a year, and she was my bridesmaid for my wedding. So, you could say that Smallville brought us together.) Now, there are like 7 super hero shows on TV (Agents of Shield, Agent Carter, Gotham, Flash, Jessica Jones, Green Arrow...I feel like I am missing one) and I watch none of them because they all are a sub par variety of what Smallville once was.<br />
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And so, I am venturing into the 10th and final season of Smallville and it can only be described as EPIC!!! I am remembering why I loved tv so much, it used to be awesome. Now, it is mildly entertaining, but not the amazing thing that it once was. Luckily, I have four children and a husband that keep me entertained and TV is not the center of my obsession any more. But I lament for awesome television and Tom Welling shirtless (don't tell Matt!).<br />
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So, now, Nicole is in second grade and gone for 6 hours a day and Dano is in Kindergarten and gone for 3 hours a day and that leaves me with just the twins for 3 sweet hours most days. And during that time I try really hard to get both of my two-year-olds to nap at the very same time so that I can get maybe 2 hours to myself five whole days a week. It works about 2/5ths of the time. And, I have decided to use one of those days of the week during those precious two hours to blog on this lovely blog. The other days that I get those hours I am going to use selfishly to sleep or fold laundry or do the dishes. I am selfish like that. So, one can hope that I will have a weekly update for my very neglected blog. Okay, plan made, I shall attempt to hold myself to that very shotty plan.<br />
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I really really love blogging and I have missed it dearly. I have felt like just a mommy; a very tired and neglected mommy for these last two years. Writing has been such a big part of my life for... well for forever. Before I started this blog back in 2004, I had email and a journal and letters that fed my need for writing. Then, I had this blog and a career that paid me to write (which lets face it is totally awesome because writing is not only easy, but fun). And then I had these last two years of diapers, sleep deprivation, cooking/preparing three meals a day, play dates, carpooling two and from school, teaching preschool, watching more Disney movies than I ever did as a child, cleaning, going to story time, playing at the park, and doing a million other little things that being a mother entails. And it has been rewarding in many ways, but I have also felt like a piece of myself has been missing; like I have been merely surviving and not really living. Which leads me back to writing and this blog. I am not a great... orator (one who speaks well...right?), but I am able to aptly, succinctly, eloquently, and wittily express myself through writing. I was asked to share something from a journal from my youth recently and instead of reading my teenage journals, I simply went back to my early years on this blog and I was pleasantly surprised by my own writing. As I read my old posts I was tickled by how awesome and funny my own writing is and I missed it sorely.<br />
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In conclusion, I hope to post more on this blog of mine in the near future that I might find an outlet for my own happiness, that I might record some of my more daily life as a young mother and that I might reconnect with my blogging friends and family. Hopefully this shall all come to pass.<br />
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I had my sister-in-law come over and help for the shoot because I was so weak I could barely hold the babies. It was actually a really difficult situation for me, but I am pleased with the results.<br />
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A friend had rented an inflatable water slide. Dano and Nicole jumped right in, no fear and started playing on the thing. It is quite a testament to how far Nicole has come. She is so brave in new situations and tries new things all the time as of late. I am so proud of her.<br />
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Dano kept torturing a neighbor boy by squirting him with the squirt gun. His parents were not concerned though and kept egging Dano on to do it again, so I just let it go.<br />
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Nicole found a hula hoop and spent a good fifteen minutes trying to get it to work. She was so cute doing it though she wasn't very successful. But, she had fun doing it.<br />
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It was only an hour out of the house, but it was good to get out for a little bit. But, at the end of an hour, I was ready to get home to the babies. I find myself very nervous when I am away from them, even when they are home with Daddy. I just am not ready to be away for long periods of time.<br />
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This pregnancy was harder than any one that I have had before. I felt more unable to move and maneuver myself and I was incapacitated around 32 weeks. I stopped going to church, stopped doing chores, and stayed laying down most of the time. I had help from family members and friends all the time. People helped play with Nicole and Dan, helped with meals, helped put the kids to bed, and helped clean my house. I felt very helpless. I had to rely on other people to do all the things that are my job, and I had to ask for help. I didn't like it. It was a very emotional time for me.<br />
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My food cravings during the pregnancy mostly consisted of fruits, fish, and meat. I didn't have any major complications during the pregnancy, which was awesome. I was healthy, the babies were healthy, I was just giant and uncomfortable.<br />
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I felt the babies moving very early on; before I even hit twelve weeks, I felt the fluttering of the babies movement. There was a lot more pain involved in this pregnancy than in my other pregnancies, perhaps due to the fact that I was growing exponentially faster than normal, and definitely due to double the baby movement. The babies kicking and moving and shifting was very painful and extremely difficult to sleep through.<br />
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Sleep was so difficult during the pregnancy. I was never comfortable, one baby seemed to be awake and kicking all the time, and I was overly anxious about everything which meant my brain didn't want to shut down and stop thinking long enough for me to sleep.<br />
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I put myself on bed rest eventually in an attempt to keep the babies in as long as I could, but these babies had a mind of their own and came around 36 weeks and 4 days.<br />
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I think that I will write my birth story in a different post. But, I will say that we expected to schedule a c-section at 38 weeks, but I went into labor before than. But, I still got a c-section because Baby A was breech and Baby B was transverse.<br />
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The babies were born on July 19th, 2014.<br />
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After the twins were here and I was in the hospital recovering, I was just so happy to not be pregnant any more. The hospital stay was awesome. I people to take care of the babies, people to take care of me and I had alone time with Matt. I was able to spend time alone with the babies and send them away to the nursery when I needed to sleep. Plus, I got my meals sent to me three times a day and I had round the clock pain killers. I look fondly on those three days. I was in pain from the surgery, but it was still awesome because I had so many paid professionals helping me out.<br />
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I had my awesome Mom home with my kids taking care of them while Matt stayed in the hospital with me. I learned after I had Dano and was in the hospital alone while Matt was home with Nicole that it makes me very sad when I have that much time alone. I like being with people much better than being alone.<br />
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After the three days, we headed home. I can't tell you much about those first few days at home because they are very much a blur. But, I remember feeling like I was tired all the time, that I was never going to get a prolonged sleep and that I was in constant pain from the surgery and from nursing.<br />
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After one week, I was falling apart. I was in worse pain, I felt achey, my breasts hurts so bad, and I woke in the middle of the night with a fever of 103 degrees. Matt called the on-call doctor at my OB's office and a doctor who had just delivered a baby did a house call for us at 3am. He gave me a shot of antibiotic and I made an appointment to come in to the office in the morning. Turned out that I had a post-op infection and mastitis. So, they put me on heavy antibiotics which made me feel better, but the twins feel worse. Within days, both twins and I had yeast infections. So, I took the twins back to the doctor for medicine for that. Then, a week later, Logan had goopy eyes, which turned out to be clogged tear ducts and we discovered that both twins had thrush, so we went back to the doctor for that. Two weeks later, the twins had finally hit their full term mark and we took them in to get circumcised, so we went back again to the doctor for that. I feel as if we have been back to the doctor many many times. Since their births, I feel like we have just been trying to find our stasis.<br />
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My recovery has been really hard. It turns out that recovering from surgery is a lot more painful and difficult than recovering from birth. Especially since my births are not that physically damaging. But, I am so glad that I have these two babies. I am so grateful that they are here and healthy and safe. I am so grateful that I am healing without a lot of complications.<br />
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They are now seven weeks old and it has gotten a little easier because I am more healed and we have a little bit of a routine down. But, I am still tired and I hurt sometimes and breast feeding still hurts (I will write a separate post on breast feeding twins). Overall though, things are getting a little easier.<br />
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A lot of people ask me if twins are as difficult as I thought they would be; it is harder, way harder than I ever imagined. But, I have had the help of many people. My Mom helped out a lot that first week home. My ward brought meals three times a week for our first three weeks home (and for three weeks before the babies came). Matt was home with me for a month before going back to work. Momma Kimball brought meals, watched kids and helped put kids to bed. My friend, Elise, took Dan and Nicole away many times to play so all I had to worry about was the babies. I have ladies from the ward coming twice a week to hold babies for two hours so I can get a nap or get chores done. My sister Sarah has made meals, and shuttled Nicole to school and she came over at the drop of a hat when I went into labor to take care of my kids. I have had a plethora of help and it has been such a blessing. Don't know if I would have kept my sanity without the outpouring of help from all the people who love me.<br />
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So, I did it. I didn't know if I would be able to survive a twin pregnancy and twin babies, but I have made it this far and I am a little proud of me. It has been really scary and made me really nervous, but I am fairing better than expected with the help of everyone around me.<br />
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Even though I am a month late, Christmas totally happened. We were sick, but it occurred. I am just late in posting because I have been sick with growing two babies for a while now.<br />
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We went to see Santa at the Riverwoods because you can take pictures with him for free. You just have to bear the cold to go and see him. No big.<br />
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Luckily, neither child was afraid of Santa this year. They just sat on his lap and Nicole asked for a turtle (which she did not get) and Dano didn't ask for anything. He just looked at me like, "Why have you placed me on this man's lap?"<br />
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Christmas eve, we went to Jake and Jill's for Derington Christmas dinner. Even though I was feeling crummy, it was fun to be with my family. Last year, only I went because the kids were too sick to go.<br />
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Christmas morning was full of tears. Even though the kids got some great stuff for Christmas, I suspect that it was a little overwhelming getting a bunch of gifts at once. Or maybe it is just difficult to watch your sibling open a gift and you want it so bad. Difficult to say.<br />
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And that is the only picture of me on Christmas morning because I was behind the camera. That is Nicole modeling her new robe which at first she hated and then she eventually loved after we forced her to try it on. Kids!<br />
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Christmas evening, we went to our Kimball family dinner at Momma Kimball's and it was funish. The kids were still emotional about... everything, so it involved a lot of tears... again. Christmas was a day of tears for us. The day after Christmas was a lot better.<br />
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We had fun even though it was emotional and I was sick, but we all survived.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://browncoats.serenitymovie.com/serenity/?u=CopRock"><img src="http://browncoats.serenitymovie.com/serenity/gallery/banners/serenity_banner_3.jpg" border="0"></a></div>Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08709448985020531261noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9398690.post-30082936023239317502014-01-25T08:55:00.001-07:002014-01-25T08:55:48.682-07:0011 WeeksRemember how I didn't take pictures of myself during my Dano pregnancy because I was embarrassed by how large I was and then that was totally lame. Good thing I have recovered from that and I totally want to document how huge I am going to get with twins right?<br />
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So, I have started to swell earlier than is normal for my pregnancies and you can already see a little baby bump... or a big baby bump depending on who you are asking.<br />
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I will start with how the babies are doing. Baby 1 and Baby 2 (as they will be called until we know gender) are doing great. I had an ultrasound this week and they both had arms and legs and heartbeats and were wiggling around in there like little sea monkeys (I don't know what sea monkeys actually look like).<br />
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We did the ultrasound with my brother Norm and Nicole figured out what was going on as soon as we got there. Norm started doing the ultrasound and Nicole asked, "Are we looking at a dead baby?" Because she remembered the last time we did an ultrasound with Norm and I had to explain to her that the baby's heart had stopped. But this time, I said, "Nope, that baby is alive, it has a heart beat." Then she got all excited. Then, when Norm was showing us both babies at the same time, Nicole said, "Wait! There are two babies in there." I said, "Yeah, there are two babies." And she said, "Twins? It is just what I wished for." She was very happy excited to learn that we are expecting two babies. She is very concerned about the status of the babies. She keeps asking, "Are there STILL two babies in your tummy?" It is sweet.<br />
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Dano is completely indifferent to the babies. He just knows, "Don't kick Mommy because there's babies in her tummy."<br />
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Here is how I am feeling at 11 weeks...<br />
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Food cravings: Barbeque sauce, meat, blueberries, and granola... but not all together.<br />
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Food aversions: Pizza, pasta, and asian food of any kind.<br />
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Nausea: Only in the second half of the day. It usually starts around 2pm.<br />
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What Hurts: Pains in my abdomen as my organs continue to try and find their new home. Cramping as my uterus expands twice as fast as usual.<br />
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Sleep: Falling asleep is hard because I get worried at night but once I am asleep, it is great... until one of my kids wakes up in the night.<br />
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Movement: Not yet.<br />
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Gender: Unknown... we could get anything... and everything.<br />
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What I am looking forward to: No more nausea. Come on second trimester.<br />
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What I miss: Fish. I want fish (weirdly) but I can only have very little bits of it. And I miss sane Becky. I often feel like an emotional crazy person.<br />
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December was a month of sickness for us. All of us caught the flu and we were coughing and sniffling and aching and miserable. I was a week into my flu and 32 days into my cycle and my temperature was still high and I couldn't figure out if it was the flu or if possibly I was pregnant. I was so sick and feeling so crummy. I had to know because I wanted to take cold medicine and drink copious amounts of Airborne and I couldn't do that if I was pregnant. So, the week before Christmas, surprisingly, on the same day that my lost pregnancy baby would have been due, I took a pregnancy test. And it immediately showed me that little plus sign. I started crying with relief and happiness. My body works! I am pregnant! It has finally happened.</div>
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When I hit my five week mark, I was still very sick with the flu and feeling nauseated on top of that, so I went to the doctor to make sure there wasn't something more serious going on like an ear infection or sinus infection or bronchitis or something. The doctor I saw was not my regular doc and he informed me that I was fine and just had to wait out the flu and that it was way to early for me to be feeling nauseated due to pregnancy so it was probably the flu making my stomach sick. Sometimes I really hate doctors when they tell me I shouldn't be feeling what I am feeling. Because no woman feels sick before the 7 week mark right? That just never happens. Well, I made it through Christmas despite my feeling sick and feeling pregnant and it was a good Christmas.</div>
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From the start of this pregnancy, I have been super nervous because I lost the last one and I have also been super emotional. It reminds me a lot of my Nicole pregnancy where I felt stomach sick right away and super emotional right away. I know that my nerves and anxiety affect how I feel physically, which probably has a lot to do with it. I find myself feeling super anxious, especially at night when I am alone (because Matt works graves). I have trouble sleeping because I can't shake the anxiety; my heart starts to beat frantically and I feel the urge to do things, anything, to keep my shakey hands busy. This has been new for me.</div>
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So, because I am a super nervous preggo, I wanted to get in to see the doc as soon as possible to ensure that this baby has a heartbeat, unlike my last one. But, because I discovered my pregnancy around the holidays, the doctors office was closed a lot. So, I got an appointment in my eighth week of pregnancy. </div>
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With my previous pregnancy, I went to my brother Norm for an ultrasound at nine weeks and he discovered the lack of heartbeat, I couldn't do that to my brother again, so I opted to see this new doc I found who does his own ultrasounds just in case we were once again facing a missed miscarriage. I asked Matt to come with me this time since I went by myself for my last pregnancy and it was really hard on me. So, we all went together, kids and all. It was a family affair. </div>
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We got to the doctor's office and the kids were doing really well, if a little wild, and they were just happy that they got to play on Mommy and Daddy's phone's. I went through the regular routine of urine test, questionnaire, and having my blood taken. Then, they moved us to the ultrasound room and I had to get undressed from the waist down and wait. Dan was very confused by this. Even though I had a drape, he kept asking, "Why Mommy naked?" We tried to explain that the doctor had to look at Mommy to make sure I am healthy, but he was not understanding.</div>
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We had to wait like 15 minutes for the doctor to come and my anxiety rose the longer I waited. I was just so nervous that we would look and there would once again be no heartbeat. Dr. Holmes finally came in and he got right to it and got the ultrasound going. Because I was 8 weeks, we just did the regular ultrasound rather than the internal one. At first I was scared to look at the screen , but Matt was there holding my hand and I looked as Dr. Holmes moved the ultrasound around my belly. Matt said, "I see the heartbeat." I looked and sure enough there was the little flutter on the screen indicating that the baby indeed had a heartbeat. </div>
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Dr. Holmes said, "Yep, there's the heart beat." Then he moved the ultrasound wand a little and said, "And there is the other one." At first I thought, "What does he mean? does he mean another chamber of the heart?" Matt thought, "What does he mean? Does the baby have two hearts?" But instead, Matt asked, "What do you mean?" And Dr. Holmes said, "There are two in there." Twins, fraternal twins. So, it seems that not only did I ovulate, I double ovulated.</div>
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Two babies! I looked at Matt and he looked at me and we both started crying and smiling. Not just one healthy baby, but two! I am pregnant with twins! Even though I kinda had a weird feeling about multiple babies a few days before the ultrasound, I was still surprised. I thought my feeling about multiple babies was just me freaking myself out. Because really, who expects twins? My sister Marie always said that she wanted twins, to which I would reply, "Why would you WANT twins?" But here I am, expecting twins and I am so happy. I am completely freaking out, because how do you take care of two babies, but I am overwhelmingly happy too.</div>
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So, we are still early on, and we have to hope for no complications and no miscarriages, but we are so excited. After the initial shock has worn off, Matt and I are having opposite reactions to this new adventure we are on. Matt is in planning mode. Trying to work out how we are going to fit two babies in our small little house, cleaning out closets and trying to get organized so we have room for two babies, searching for houses online in case we need to move, and looking at our finances. I am reading twin blogs on pregnancy, making a mental list of baby supplies I will need, planning out in my mind how I am going to care for Dano and Nicole while dealing with a twin pregnancy. How am I going to do swim lessons for the kids this year? Am I going to be able to take them to do fun activities over the summer even though I will be huge? I also have a family reunion this year that I have been planning for two years and I will be seven months pregnant when it happens. That is weighing heavily on me as well. Matt is preparing himself for when the babies are here, I am just trying to prepare myself for this pregnancy. My job with these babies has already started, but I think Matt is prepping for when he can really help with the babies, when they are actually here.</div>
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It is probably well known, that I am not a pleasant pregnant woman. I am emotional and I get sick and I get big; like too big to fit in a booth at a restaurant big. I am not really sure how I am going to handle this one. I asked Dr. Holmes what to expect with a twin pregnancy and he said, "Same as a regular pregnancy, except there are two of them." So, I am going to try and go forth with that attitude. It is just the same as a my other two pregnancies, except there are two in there. I hope for a normal low risk pregnancy with healthy babies delivered at the end. </div>
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I am due August 15th. But, who knows, these babies may come early. But, if this is like my other two pregnancies, they will be on time babies. I am just not entirely sure what to expect. I don't know a lot of twin moms... mostly because I avoid them because they have twins and twins are wild and there are two of them. I prefer to hang out with moms with one to two children around the same ages as my kids. But I guess, soon enough, I will be the scary mom with twins.</div>
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After the doctor's appointment, Matt and I were so excited to tell our families. I started making my many many phone calls as I have 6 siblings to call. Everyone's reaction was a little different, but everyone was a little disbelieving when I revealed that I am having twins. "I am pregnant. With twins." "Really?" Matt and I are the first to be expecting twins in our generation of our families. Matt and I both have twin cousins, but there have been no twins had by our generation yet. It is kinda a big deal.</div>
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We have decided not to tell Dano and Nicole just yet as it was so hard for Nicole to understand when I lost the baby last time. She kept asking for many months afterward when the baby was coming. So, we will wait until I am farther along and then tell her. We just don't want to burden her with this information if she is not emotionally and mentally prepared to handle an unexpected change in plans.</div>
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So, we go on this new adventure. It seems that things are never smooth sailing for Matt and I. It is always some new challenge that we are blessed with. We are doubley blessed with these two babies and we pray for their safe arrival into our life.</div>
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So, we are on day five of awfulness. It is coughs and body aches and fevers and drippy noses and it sounds like a cold... but it is so much worse, it is like a cold from hell. Oh yeah, I said it and I'm not even sorry. The doctor tells me that Nicole and Dano have brochitis while Matt and I have been diagnosed with the flu virus. Sounds all the same to me. Sounds like I am going to in bed for a week is what it sounds like.<br />
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But, in an attempt to be positive; if we are sick this week, there is no way we can catch something new during Christmas itself! So, hopefully, we will be healthy for Christmas. Unlike last year where the kids had croup and I had bronchitis the whole week of Christmas and I missed all the fun activities with the Deringtons.<br />
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How are Matt and I suppose to alternate families for the holidays if we keep getting sick and missing the holidays all together? Stupid sick.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://browncoats.serenitymovie.com/serenity/?u=CopRock"><img src="http://browncoats.serenitymovie.com/serenity/gallery/banners/serenity_banner_3.jpg" border="0"></a></div>Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08709448985020531261noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9398690.post-72417997451683000212013-12-03T08:19:00.000-07:002013-12-03T08:19:12.055-07:00Not the Worst ThanksgivingFor months, we have planned a trip to Albequerque, New Mexico to see my sister, Sarah for Thanksgiving. I called her an excessive amount of times about the trip and we took weeks prepping Nicole for the prospect as she is very anxious about any change.<br />
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And then, the curse happened. Dano got a double whammy of croupe and strep. The day before we were supposed to leave, we went to both the doctor and the ER with Dano because he was so sick. And we thought that maybe he would feel better fast and we could go a day late, but, alas, he did not. His fever persisted through Thanksgiving and we were forced to accept that the trip was not going to happen.<br />
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This happened last year too. Sarah came out for over a week for Christmas and the kids got the croupe and I got bronchitis and we did not get to spend hardly any time with her. I am cursed. Doomed to not spend time with my little sister!<br />
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So, we spent our Thanksgiving apart. I went to my parent's for dinner, then brought food home to Matt and the kids and then Matt left for his Mom's to have dessert. Even though it was a fairly crummy Thanksgiving with sick kiddos, it still was not the worst Thanksgiving ever.<br />
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I can only hope now that Matt and I will be able to plan some other get away to New Mexico to see Sarah and hopefully it will happen next time.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://browncoats.serenitymovie.com/serenity/?u=CopRock"><img src="http://browncoats.serenitymovie.com/serenity/gallery/banners/serenity_banner_3.jpg" border="0"></a></div>Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08709448985020531261noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9398690.post-19166748982115300542013-11-18T11:46:00.001-07:002013-11-18T11:46:29.841-07:00Family PhotosBecause I am the worst Mommy ever, I haven't gotten professional photos of my family in two years. Last year I bought a new camera instead of buying new family pics. I love my new camera, but I felt like it was time to get some family pics this year. Plus, my photographer friend Jasmine now lives in Utah which means she could totally take our pictures.<br />
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You can check out her photography website <a href="http://photography-by-jasmine.blogspot.com/">here</a>.<br />
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Jasmine did an awesome job taking our pics for a totally reasonable price (cuz she was running a holiday special). Check it out.<br />
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We took the pics in this really pretty orchard and I love the way they turned out. Jasmine was so good with my kids! Which is not an easy thing with Nicole's anxiety and Dano's need to pull out grass by the handfuls. I am so pleased. She will definitely be my photographer again next year.<br />
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1. Quilting takes a long time, especially if you are making it for a queen sized bed.<br />
2. Quilting is expensive, especially if you are making it for a queen sized bed.<br />
3. Quilting is tricky, especially if you are making it for a queen sized bed.<br />
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I don't think I will make another queen sized quilt. I always wondered why quilts are hundreds of dollars. It seemed like it wasn't that much more fabric for a bigger bed. And then I made one and spent 100 dollars on it in fabric and supplies (like thread and batting and glue and such).<br />
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So, it took two years because I kept stopping and starting and because I ran into snags like the quilt not being quite the right size because my math was off and I didn't have quite enough squares to make it the length that I wanted it. I was two squares short to add another row. Not sure how that happened. All the squares ended up smaller than I anticipated. I need to be better at my math skills. So, I had to add a significant border which required more math skills and a lot of cutting, pinning and sewing.<br />
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I learned this new technique where I could sew a lot faster and use less thread if I chained my pieces together. It was a lot faster!<br />
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So, I sewed triangles into squares, then sewed two strips on each square, then sewed for squares together to make my final square. Did that make sense? No? Okay, just look at the pics.<br />
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Okay, there were a lot of steps that I didn't photograph because it took two years to finish, I think it is obvious that I got lazy along the way. And, I tied the quilt instead of machine quilting it because that thing was massive and it just wasn't going to be an easy thing to feed through my machine with as big as it was. But, Matt had bought me a Quicksnap quilting frame last year, so I used that to tie the quilt. And it is a little more youthful looking with the ties, but I am pleased with the results. Even though it took forever.<br />
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Then, after finishing the massive queen bed quilt, I decided to make a quilt for Dano's bed as he had no quilt, just the little baby blankets that he had been using in his crib. I looked up patterns online and decided to go with a chevron quilt. I used this <a href="http://myquiltinfatuation.blogspot.com/2013/09/easy-peasy-chevron-quilt-tutorial.html">website </a>as my guide.<br />
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And, I once again had bad math or something because it ended up being smaller than I anticipated. Seems really to make the whole thing smaller. So, I had to add an extra row on the sides and the end and add a border and I thought it was big enough and somehow it still ends up just covering his bed. It doesn't have the overlap on the bed that I wanted it to have. So, he can still use it and it looks awesome, but I am disappointed with the size.<br />
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These are the fabrics I used for the pattern. I bought them at Fabric Mill. I used white from my stock of fabric and I bought the backing at Joanne's. The quilt cost $40 to make because I used designer fabrics.<br />
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I love the way it looks. I think it turned out awesome. But the technique that I used from the website I found I did not like. It stretched the squares a little and it turned out that one side is slightly longer than the other because of the stretch. I wouldn't use that technique again. I would just cut regular triangles like I did for the quilt for my bed. It takes longer in cutting, but a lot less time in ironing. So I think it all works out.<br />
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So, I shall stop quilting for a bit now since quilting is expensive. But I love doing it. It is fun to see strips of fabric turn into a beautiful quilt. But, I don't think I will ever quilt to sell because it would end up being a astronomical price to account for the time that goes into it. But, Dano's quilt only took two months to make. Smaller is better. And it was a monumentally easier pattern to piece together. I would definitely do another chevron quilt.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://browncoats.serenitymovie.com/serenity/?u=CopRock"><img src="http://browncoats.serenitymovie.com/serenity/gallery/banners/serenity_banner_3.jpg" border="0"></a></div>Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08709448985020531261noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9398690.post-84166705951962378032013-11-07T08:27:00.000-07:002013-11-07T08:27:10.073-07:00JammingMy parents had a lot of peaches grow on their tree this year and Marie and I took all our peaches and decided to make jam. Because jam is delicious and I thought it wouldn't be too hard... but it was a lot more time consuming than I anticipated. 4 batches and 4 hours later, we had this...<br />
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This was only my half of the jam. Marie had her own half as well. It sure is a lot of jam... and it is delicious. I gave away four jars and kept the rest for myself because jam is awesome. Can't give away all the goodness.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://browncoats.serenitymovie.com/serenity/?u=CopRock"><img src="http://browncoats.serenitymovie.com/serenity/gallery/banners/serenity_banner_3.jpg" border="0"></a></div>Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08709448985020531261noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9398690.post-79950857799475753562013-11-06T10:01:00.000-07:002013-11-06T10:01:13.562-07:00Outside FunOver the summer, Nicole got really into this show called "Peep and the Big Wide World," which features kids doing various science experiments. Nicole really wanted to try this one where you freeze things in ice and then pour hot water on them to melt the ice.<br />
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I put Mr. Potato Head parts in Dixie Cups and froze them. Then I cut off the cups and we took the ice blocks outside.<br />
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The kids were interested for a few minutes but when the ice cubes weren't melting fast enough, they gave up and let the sun melt them. It wasn't as entertaining a project as Nicole wanted it to be.<br />
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So we started doing other things while waiting for the sun to melt the cubes. Like watering the tree.<br />
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And watering our brothers.<br />
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Until they finally melted... and Dan was sad.<br />
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And then we raced cars down the slide cuz that is the logical thing to do.<br />
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And we saw a snake that lives under our porch. It was a big day.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://browncoats.serenitymovie.com/serenity/?u=CopRock"><img src="http://browncoats.serenitymovie.com/serenity/gallery/banners/serenity_banner_3.jpg" border="0"></a></div>Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08709448985020531261noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9398690.post-41947678748023619832013-11-02T10:49:00.001-06:002013-11-02T10:49:27.490-06:00Just Couldn't StopOne of Nicole's favorite things to do is draw and sometimes she just can't stop. Even when she is exhausted.<br />
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Dano hasn't grasped the concept of painting an actual picture on the pumpkin quite yet.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://browncoats.serenitymovie.com/serenity/?u=CopRock"><img src="http://browncoats.serenitymovie.com/serenity/gallery/banners/serenity_banner_3.jpg" border="0"></a></div>Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08709448985020531261noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9398690.post-24484030453925752802013-10-31T15:29:00.000-06:002013-10-31T15:30:11.455-06:00Pumpkin Land!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This year, we got to do Pumpkinland with Nicole's preschool class. Which means that we got in for free! It was a lot of fun going on this school field trip with Nicole and seeing how she interacts with her teachers and classmates.<br />
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For those who don't know, Pumpkinland is a local Nursery that has a halloween attraction for kids complete with corn maze, animals, and lots of pumpkins. The kids love it! We go every year.<br />
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Nicole's favorite part was the bunnies. She asks me at least every other day for a pet rabbit. She wants one so bad.<br />
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Dano liked the rabbits too, just not with the ferocity that Nicole did. She said to me, "Mommy, can we get a real rabbit? Not a pretend one?"<br />
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Here is my picture that I take every year, but I had to do it more quickly then I would have liked because Nicole's whole class was behind us.<br />
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Nicole and Dan spent a large amount of time feeding the chickens corn that had been pilfered from the corn maze. They loved it!<br />
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I really liked this baby cow. He was very friendly and kept trying to lick me when I walked by. His name was Sir Wellington. He will make a delicious meal some day.<br />
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I didn't get a whole family picture this year because we were constrained by the time table of the class, but we had a lot of fun at Pumpkinland. Like we always do.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><a href="http://browncoats.serenitymovie.com/serenity/?u=CopRock"><img src="http://browncoats.serenitymovie.com/serenity/gallery/banners/serenity_banner_3.jpg" border="0"></a></div>Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08709448985020531261noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9398690.post-22618362619635264292013-09-22T21:19:00.003-06:002013-09-22T21:19:34.056-06:00Blogging FunkI am in a blogging funk. I don't know why... I just feel like I don't have anything important to say right now. Things are kind of busy with Nicole starting preschool and Matt picking up another day of work a week. I also kinda started this new job... thing. I am going to sell Usborne Books for a little extra money every month. It is something I can do and still be a stay at home Mom and choose when I work. I just have to find my inner sales...person. I love the books, so hopefully I can convey that to others.<br />
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Really, I just feel a little... lost when it comes to writing. Perhaps after writing and writing and writing for many many years for recreation and for my work, I just need a little break. But, I use my blog kinda as my very public journal, as I no longer keep a journal. And, I use it as a sort of scrapbook for pictures of my family, so I will try and keep up with big events and pictures, but perhaps I don't have any opinions... right now.<br />
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They have a new exhibit called Tinkering that has a bunch of different contraptions that are scientific.<br />
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My favorite thing in the tinkering exhibit was the shadow photo booth. You stand in front of a screen in a dark booth, the light flashes and your shadow is stuck to the wall behind you. It was a lot of fun getting in different positions and watching the shadow stick to the wall.<br />
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We spent a couple of hours at the museum and it was a lot of fun. It is really nice that Matt was able to come with us since we went on a week day when he doesn't work. I often feel like we are on the opposite schedule of everyone else in the world. The weekends are times for work and weekdays are times for play.<br />
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Nicole was adventurous and went down the slides and liked going through the water fountains. Dan pretty much wanted me to hold him the whole time and liked to cry a lot about the water. I think that swimming lessons scarred him for life because now he hates the water, including baths.<br />
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Johnny and Krista were not that interested in sparklers (weird right?).<br />
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