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Monday, January 25, 2010
Silly Boy
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Smashed
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Monday, December 28, 2009
Christmas 2009
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Mike got me Bunco (I am SO excited to get a group going) and a Shannon Hale book:
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Sunday, December 27, 2009
Christmas Eve 2009
The boys were too excited to look at me but you can see that they were very pleased with what they got.
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Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Boys Yearly Pics 2009
4 Years Old
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2 Years Old
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Monday, December 21, 2009
Christmas Gifts
Of course I put off making these till Thursday night around 9:30pm - the night before Korben's last day of school. I didn't want to make a huge shopping trip out of it, so Mike ran to Safeway just to get the bottles while I rounded up items in our home to use as bottle fillers. Although I didn't follow the pattern exactly (I didn't have confetti so substituted tissue paper, and I cut the hole too high so had to cover the top), I think they turned out rather cute. The best part, is that they only cost me $3 in soda since I had everything else. Woohoo!
So if you are needing an inexpensive but cute gift to give this week, here's a fun one:
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Friday, December 11, 2009
Things I Love:
Where else can you go to a tree farm 5 minutes from your house, hand pick an 8ft tree, cut it, shake it and bale it, all for $35??? It is a tad bigger than we thought it would be in the corner (apparently we overestimated how big our living room is) - but it is welcoming, it smells great, and for some reason it makes the feeling in our home just a bit different-calmer somehow...or maybe it just calms ME. Whatever it is, I LOVE having a real tree up for Christmas.
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When I was 16, Mom and I were shopping and she came across a Nativity that she fell in love with. It was beautiful. It was also expensive. Since I knew Mom would never spend the money on herself, I decided that I would buy it and see if each of my siblings would chip in to help pay for it. Some did, some didn't and I haven't really thought about it until this year.
You see, Mom decided that she is going to get rid of most of the Nativities she has collected over the years. She also decided that since I paid for it, this particular Nativity would be mine. I was able to pick it up over Thanksgiving and am now able to display it in our home. Unfortunately, the only safe place to put it isn't big enough for all the pieces. But isn't it just beautiful? You can see it immediately when you walk in the front door and it reminds me daily of what Christmas is actually all about.
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Another thing I was able to pick up while visiting Mom was Logan's stocking. I'm not talking about a store bought manufactured sock. No, no...I'm talking about a beautiful cross-stitched creation made especially for Logan by his Grandma. The family stockings started with MY extremely talented Grandmother, who made these for her children and grandchildren and great-grandchildren until she wasn't able to make them any longer. And when that happened, her children and grandchildren continued the tradition. So my kids get the same privilege that I had, of having a special stocking made just for them. It is quite a big deal to me and something that I love - having a complete family of home-made stockings on my mantle.
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I think Logan is under the impression that the grass is ALWAYS greener. I'm not joking when I say that at least half of Logan's day consists of him trying to escape in some way or another. Where does he want to go? I have no idea. But already at the young age of two he just KNOWS there is something better out there...wherever "there" is. This is Logan's latest attempt at freedom:
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Maybe it is because I had prepared myself for the worst, but this potty training thing has been WAY easier than I thought it would be. Korben currently wears underwear all day and a pull-up at night with minimal accidents! Once he passed the first hurdle of actually sitting on the potty, he has been stellar. He still has a hard time telling us when he needs to go, so we have to do the asking, but it is rare that we have to push him to do it...we ask, and he runs to the potty. I have not had to change a diaper on him since we were in Utah over Thanksgiving. HALLELUJAH!! Using a potty chart worked really well for him. He got a set of WALL*E books when he completed it and is now just content to keep adding stickers each time he goes. He has transitioned so nicely and given me so much hope this past month that I have been on cloud nine.
*My Technologically Brilliant Husband
Yesterday, Mike surprised me with a little something to make my days easier. Not only is the man a genius, but he the sweetest guy I have ever met. Seriously ladies, I'm pretty sure I scored the best husband out there.
First you need to know that Korben's bus comes between 11:20 and 11:35 each day. So we are talking about a 15 minute time window in which I stress everyday that I'm going to miss the bus. In the past, I have not heard the bus simply because I was doing dishes, or because we were playing music, or we were upstairs, brushing teeth, you name it. So lately, I have been sitting in an absolutely silent house, not leaving the front entry just to make sure we don't miss the bus.
Which brings me back to the man of the hour. Mike knew the whole bus situation was stressing me out, so what did he do? He set up a webcam that looks out our front window, that is connected to our front computer, that then communicates with the computer behind our tv, which in turn puts on the tv a full size view of the road in front of my house. Whew! So now, I can be as loud as I want, I can vacuum, I can do dishes, I can play music...really I can do anything I want and just occasionally glance up to see if the bus is outside or not. No more running to the door every time I hear an engine, no more sitting, twiddling my thumbs while I think of all the things I could be doing but am not doing...no more stress.
See, I told you...best husband in the world.
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