tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11383511497290756332024-03-14T07:07:19.725-06:00The Sargent'sStacihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14329060356374813159noreply@blogger.comBlogger250125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138351149729075633.post-63500548658233203102012-12-04T13:46:00.002-07:002012-12-04T13:46:20.344-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">
I don't think anyone really checks my blog anymore, but just in case things are a little out of place. Because even thought it doesn't look like I have blogged much, I would go in and write little things to remember all the time but never posted them. Now that I am trying to make the yearly book I have posted all the stories but blogger won't let me add the pictures and the way I posted them are a little out of order! </div>
Stacihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14329060356374813159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138351149729075633.post-68905512585930522612012-12-04T13:44:00.004-07:002012-12-04T13:44:59.963-07:0012.4.2012<div style="text-align: center;">
Today I have been married 14 years. Crazy. I can honestly say that looking back, I would not change a thing. Even though I met Steve when I was 17 and got married at 18... It worked for us. Now that's not to say I would that if Sienna came to me at 18 and told me she was getting married, I would let her... But really, it worked for us and we have been through so much and have so much love between the 2 of us. I got lucky and am so glad that I found Steve. He's amazing. My kids are amazing. And we really do have such an amazing and blessed life!</div>
Stacihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14329060356374813159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138351149729075633.post-83008668418868576052012-12-04T13:40:00.001-07:002012-12-04T13:40:47.465-07:009.24.2012<div style="text-align: center;">
I was snuggling with my little man all nuzzled up under his little neck. The smell of him makes my heart so happy and I told him he was just so delicious I wanted to eat him. He cocked his head like he does and scrunched his little nose like he always does and said "mom, me not a doughnut...." very true little man, you are not a doughnut but even more delicious!</div>
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Sienna is learning about Native Americans in kindergarten. We were getting her show and teach ready and I told her that granny (Steve's mom) is actually part Indian. She asked me "well, what does that mean? That she raised daddy like a little Indian boy?"</div>
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Things got pretty crazy when Grandpa Jack had his stroke. The day he came home from the hospital we were just running all over the place, plus still running the office. Sienna has dance on Wednesdays that goes from 4:30-7. I was so tired and decided to come home instead of staying at the office and waiting for her like I usually do. (it's right next door) My dad was just leaving salt lake so i asked him if he would stop and pick sienna up from dance on his way home. At about 7:25 I started to get worried because Sienna had not come home yet. Finally after not answering his cell phone grandpa finally answered his house line. When I asked where sienna was he told me he had forgot to pick her up. So I go racing to the studio and pull up to a black studio. All sorts of thought went through my mind. But her dance teacher quickly pulled up and told me she had taken her to her house while trying to call me. When I got to where she was she just burst into tears. "how could grandpa forget abut me again?" unfortunately for grandpa he had "lost" sienna at home depot abut a year prior to this and clearly she has still not let that one go. Sadly the next day the bus went flying past our house and quickly slammed on his breaks seeing that I was waving my arms like a crazy person. In the bus drivers defense sienna does not ride the bus home much because of the office schedule. She comes running off the bus bawling "why is everyone forgetting about me lately?" I can guarantee the bus driver will not forget again!</div>
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Sadie is getting so funny and has so much personality! She has just recently learned how to climb onto the kitchen chairs which then turns into climbing on the table. She really feels like hot stuff being up there so she starts dancing immediately and puts her little hands above her head and turns in circles. She doesn't have the best balance so it usually ends with a crash or with mama catching her as she falls off. She also has quite the temper. I really think she has rage issues and she usually has a bruise on her forehead where she throws her head down on the floor whenever she doesn't get what she wants.</div>
Stacihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14329060356374813159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138351149729075633.post-75698116578681107082012-12-04T13:36:00.004-07:002012-12-04T13:36:54.070-07:009.11.2012<div style="text-align: center;">
Here are my thoughts on my week... (it's only Tuesday)</div>
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- I have the most amazing men in my life!</div>
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- jack has been apart of almost half of my life.</div>
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- my heart is broken.</div>
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- its heart wrenching seeing him process everything that has happened.</div>
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- my heart nearly melted when he told me that he had been praying for me to walk through the door all day.</div>
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- on his way to the hospital sienna asked him where he was going. When he told her the hospital she informed him that they were going to give him shots there and they were going to hurt. He told her he knew and he would be ok. She quickly informed him that she would come and take them for him.</div>
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- when I told little man that grandpa had to go to the hospital he asked me if it was because "his yeg hurt" after I said no not his leg, he then asked if he had to get his teeth fixed.</div>
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Sienna & Alyssa did the Body motion summer camp. Sienna loved it and looked forward to going daily. She was darling in her performances but would get so excited when she saw someone she knew.</div>
Stacihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14329060356374813159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138351149729075633.post-80268364798980159652012-12-04T13:34:00.001-07:002012-12-04T13:34:02.992-07:008.8.2012<div style="text-align: center;">
Sadie @ 13 months:</div>
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Nickname: Little Bird</div>
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Wears a size 3 diaper.</div>
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Still fits in all 3-6 month clothes</div>
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Loves food. Eats a full hamburger patty and 2 hot dogs in one sitting (disgusting)</div>
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If there is food around she needs it.</div>
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Has quite the the temper that I am pretty sure is going to rival her sisters.</div>
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She throws her head on the floor repeatedly when she doesn't get what she wants.</div>
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Loves baby dolls</div>
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Tolerates her brother</div>
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Says dad the minute we start walking down the stairs</div>
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Starts yelling hi when Steve gets home from work.</div>
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Is still pretty snugly</div>
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Seth @ 2 1/2</div>
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Still is obsessed with everything gogos</div>
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Loves monster trucks</div>
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Still loves mater</div>
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Sleeps pretty well.</div>
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Is doing awesome potty training</div>
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I would say he's 98% day time trained</div>
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Still loves to pee outside</div>
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Tells me that everything is "to far away" whenever we leave the house.</div>
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Still is 100% binky and milky dependent</div>
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Sings so horribly. Favorite songs are "life is a highway" and "itsy Bitsy spider"</div>
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Has started tormenting his sister.</div>
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His new thing is he hates everything.</div>
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Sienna at 5 1/2</div>
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Cracks me up daily</div>
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Has super big ears. I now have to sensor everything we say.</div>
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My mom and I got in a minor fight and I told sienna that I wasn't going to her house because I was on time out. A couple of days later after visiting mee-mah she informed me that mee-mah did not put me on time out, I put myself there.</div>
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Loves all things princess and loves her American girl doll ivy</div>
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Has started playing the violin</div>
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Loved dance this summer</div>
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Is so excited to start kindergarten</div>
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Sings all the time</div>
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Loves the show winxs club</div>
<br />Stacihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14329060356374813159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138351149729075633.post-81973054129049694442012-12-04T13:31:00.001-07:002012-12-04T13:31:07.952-07:008.22.2012<div style="text-align: center;">
Thoughts on the eve of sending my baby girl to kindergarten....</div>
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I always have said I will never be the momma crying when I send sienna to kindergarten. She is just one of those kids who thrive in social atmospheres. She gets bored with me and bored at home and needs to get out and be with other kids. I have been counting down the hours to sienna going to kindergarten. But as I left her orientation tonight I cried all the way home. She has insisted on riding the bus to school in spite of me trying to convince her to let me take her. She finally caved tonight and told me I could follow the bus to school as long as I "don't bother or distract her". She has repeatedly told Seth that she is starting school but will come home to him every afternoon. I just can't believe that we are starting the whole school thing. I just want so much for her. I want her to be the nice girl. I don't want anyone to be mean to her or tease her. I want her to be nice to everyone no matter what... I am so scared for her. And to be honest I am petrified at all the germs she is going to come in contact with... Steve gave her a blessing tonight and she sat there so big listening to her daddy's words. After she got done she was a little teary. When I asked her if she was crying she told me " no her eyes were just burning." seriously? Wen did she get so big? I will make sure to have sunglasses on tomorrow so I don't " bother or distract her....," ahhhh I am totally freaking out!!!</div>
Stacihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14329060356374813159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138351149729075633.post-20050035967156317352012-12-04T13:29:00.000-07:002012-12-04T13:29:04.953-07:006.22.2012<div style="text-align: center;">
A few things...
Seth tells me he loves me at least 30 times a day. The conversation goes like this:
Mom
What?
I lub you.
I love you too.
I lub you too mom.
We are potty training. After he finishes he tells me "your welcome"
He sing, and he's pretty terrible with no pitch, but so awesome.
Sadie is still crawling the army crawl.
She is still tiny and fits into 3-6 month clothes.</div>
Stacihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14329060356374813159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138351149729075633.post-43605060901196348832012-12-04T13:28:00.001-07:002012-12-04T13:28:37.937-07:002.20.2012<div style="text-align: center;">
We have a crawler... It's more like a push up lunge forward, but she's getting places!</div>
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Things to remember:</div>
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Little man had a tumor removed 2.3.2012</div>
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He has been in a cast for 3 weeks. </div>
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On 2.19.212 he decided to try and walk on it. His leg is slightly bent and it looks so uncomfortable. Up until this point he slides on his bum. As he was walking he said "mom, watch me I walking, quickly followed by watch me, I dancing." he really is a terrible dancer . He does this yoga move where he does downward dog and lifts one leg up. </div>
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He has been obsessed with monster trucks lately. He gets on you tube and goes from one video to the next.</div>
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His favorite things to say is binky, milky, mater... Over and over again.</div>
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He is super loving and affectionate, especially since the leg ordeal. He will come up to you and say "I hold you."</div>
Stacihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14329060356374813159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138351149729075633.post-63147601039588777102012-12-04T13:27:00.001-07:002012-12-04T13:27:45.158-07:005.25.2012<div style="text-align: center;">
Sienna and I have been having a power struggle the past couple of weeks. Ruby informed me that kids go through this phase right before kindergarten, so we are not as sad to send them to school. Today after one of our epic battles I told Sienna to please leave and go find a new mom... I loaded the other 2 kiddos in the car and left... As she's running down the road screaming at me that she loves me and wants me to be her momma I bravely continued on. My parents only live 305 feet from me, so this is in no way child abuse... I headed to my parents house to inform my father that if he wanted his grandchild to survive he needed to step in. He was not home and was pulling out of the driveway I see sienna running through all the cows in the field with her new puppy close behind her. When she reached me she informed me that because there was lightning that scared her that is why she couldn't listen to me.. Of course in defeat I loaded sienna and the puppy in the car and proceeded on with my day. Tonight she saw aunt ruby and informed me she wanted her to be her mom... It's a horrible feeling. I'm a terrible momma... Sometimes I think I probably shouldn't have had medical intervention to get her here... I guess heavenly father knew what a horrible mom I am and was trying to spare me... I'm learning, she's going to be my biggest test. I'm just not sure how to keep her independent spirit but still teach her what she needs to know???</div>
Stacihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14329060356374813159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138351149729075633.post-36631374822183869162012-12-04T13:24:00.001-07:002012-12-04T13:24:26.683-07:005.17.2012<div style="text-align: center;">
My baby girl graduated from pre-school last night. She was amazing and beautiful. I am amazed at how much she has learned and how poised she is. We went to her kindergarten test today and she did such a great job. I tried to convince her to not know anything so she could get into all day kindergarten but she was not going for it. How did my baby girl get so old.</div>
Stacihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14329060356374813159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138351149729075633.post-90543690762027445602012-12-04T13:22:00.002-07:002012-12-04T13:22:39.898-07:004.16.2012<div style="text-align: center;">
Lately Grandpa Seth has been giving me crap about allowing the kids to play outside without a coat on. He would often tell me that I was a "Francis Mother" and that his mom always said only Francis mothers would allow their kids to play outside in the springtime without a coat on. We went to lava this weekend and sienna was sitting on the couch playing nicki's I touch. I walked in the door and my mom said something to me and all of a sudden you hear sienna say "don't call my mom a Francis mother, she hates it when you call her a Francis mother." My dad was dying. Apparently I get a little worked up when called that.Later on Seth woke up in the middle of the night and my mom heard him and went and got him and put him in bed with my dad and her. After a few minutes laying there Seth would say " bampa" "sleeping?" then a train would go by and he would sit up and say "train? Loud...." Grandpa was not impressed with his middle of the night visitor.</div>
Stacihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14329060356374813159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138351149729075633.post-83199362032711430652012-12-04T13:20:00.005-07:002012-12-04T13:20:58.607-07:004.9.2012<div style="text-align: center;">
Sadie @ 9 months</div>
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wears a size 2 diaper</div>
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Can still wear newborn onesies but wears 3-6 month clothes</div>
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She got super sick a few weeks ago. First she was hit with the stomach flu and then caught a respiratory infection that required her to be on oxygen for a week.</div>
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Has no teeth. I have a sneaking suspicion she will get them all at once.</div>
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Loves Seth and gets super excited to see him. She often coughs to get his attention. </div>
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She just starting to give kisses.</div>
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Still nurses a lot</div>
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Will take a sippy cup of almond milk</div>
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Crawls all over but still does the army crawl</div>
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Loves the kitties</div>
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Waves at everyone with her prom wave</div>
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Smiles at everyone</div>
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Loves to be outside</div>
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Has slept through the night the last two night...</div>
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Seth update</div>
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Has not slowed down since surgery. If you watch closely he will have a slight limp but it's hard to notice.</div>
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He thinks everything will eat him... Birds, cows, horses, dogs, raccoons, the Easter bunny</div>
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Saw the Easter bunny at wal-mart and flipped out screaming the Easter bunny was going to "eat him" he would not get a picture with him </div>
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He was mad this morning when he woke up and the easter bunny didn't come again.</div>
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Daily conversation with Seth</div>
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Seth what do the coons do</div>
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"eat me"</div>
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What does daddy do?</div>
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"shoot it"</div>
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What does mommy do?</div>
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"saves me"</div>
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We are working on potty training. He's doing pretty good and loved peeing outside on the rocks</div>
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Has turned his obsession from mater to monster trucks</div>
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He has a lisp. I hope he grows out of this, if not we will need to put him in speech therapy</div>
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Sienna Update</div>
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She came out of pre-school and informed me she is "so ready for kindergarten"</div>
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Teases the heck out of Seth</div>
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At times makes Seth laugh harder then anyone else</div>
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It's scary the stuff she remembers</div>
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Went to Disneyland with mee-mah and grandpa. They surprised her and didn't tell her where they were until they got to downtown Disney she looked at mee-mah and said "I'm confused, I don't know what's going on."</div>
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While coloring Easter eggs she told me they were going to be so vibrating</div>
Stacihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14329060356374813159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138351149729075633.post-21759309985848537922012-12-04T13:16:00.001-07:002012-12-04T13:16:15.878-07:004.6.2012<div style="text-align: center;">
Today Steve got home from work and noticed that Seth's hair had been cut...</div>
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Great mom moment realizing I haven't noticed it...</div>
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I started to ask and find out the situation and asked Sienna if she had seen little man cut his hair. She responded with yes. I asked her if she knew where the scissors were and she quickly ran and got them. I keep most scissors hidden for this very reason. I have repeated often that we do not cut hair only mee-mah or someone at the salon cuts hair. Later on, when the kids were in the tub I started thinking about the situation. I asked little man if he had cut his hair... His response "yep" I asked why and he said "cause" I then looked at Sienna who had guilty written all over her face. I had just taken her earlier in the day to get her hair cut and thought it was a little fishy that little man decided to cut his hair the exact same day. I turned to sienna and asked her if she was sure little man cut his hair and not her. She quickly kicked in to drama queen mode and started caring. " I cut it, I just wanted to make it look good." in her defense I have been saying daily that I needed to get little mans hair cut because it looked horrible. I asked her if she had been to school to learn how to cut hair but she just said "no, I just know how to do it better." I was pretty much dying. First of all it actually did look better then it originally looked and 2nd she was just so determined she could do it. After our long conversation about the dangers of scissors, the repeated times I told her she was not to cut anyone's hair ect. I asked her what the appropriate punishment should be for not only cutting her brothers hair, but lying to me. She went on and on about how she didn't know and finally came to the conclusion that she shouldn't get stickers on her chore chart... Sorry sweetie I'm pretty sure that cutting our brothers hair was Not on the chore chart...</div>
Stacihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14329060356374813159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138351149729075633.post-85856125318633416062012-12-04T13:13:00.001-07:002012-12-04T13:13:38.542-07:003.15.2012Steve calls Sadie gorgeous. In the morning Seth will come in Sadie's room and say "hey oregeous"Stacihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14329060356374813159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138351149729075633.post-24154228430445891032012-08-25T00:20:00.002-06:002012-08-25T00:20:31.444-06:008.24.2012<br />
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There are so many things to remember from the first day...</div>
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- My girl is beautiful, you just can't deny the fact. When did she get so big?</div>
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- We have been counting down the days. In Sienna's world, everything is "45 days" it kills me. In the last week we started with the "4 more sleeps."</div>
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-She woke up pretty early and we were ready by 10:30. I told her that she needed to eat something because I didn't want her to be hungry. She told me she was fine and just wanted to go to school.</div>
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- We went out to the bus 25 minutes early. Once the bus was in sight, both kids freaked out!</div>
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-The night before we had our big back to school dinner. After the dinner Mee-Mah called to tell her she would come over after her school got out and check on her. My mom informed me later that Sienna was nervous because she didn't know how to "read or write" After she got off the phone I asked her why Mee-Mah got to come to check on her and I didn't. She told me after a slight huff, that I could come, as long as I didn't "bother her or distract her."</div>
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I also asked her daddy to give her a fathers blessing the night before she started. This was a yearly tradition at my house and I wanted to continue it. This is actually the first fathers blessing that Steve has given Sienna. She looked so big and reverent sitting in the chair while her dad gave her a beautiful blessing. At the end I looked up and she had tears in her eyes. I know at that point my baby girl had felt the spirit as strongly as I had. When I asked her if she was crying she quickly swiped at her eyes and said "no, my eyes are just burning a little." </div>
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-She repeatedly told little man that she was just going to school for a little while but would be home in a couple of hours.</div>
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- After dropping Sienna off I took Seth to the Chevron for a doughnut and slushie. When I got in the car with one slushie he started freaking out telling me I needed to go back in and get one for Nenna.</div>
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-Sienna is lucky because not only does her Mee-Mah teach school next door, but her Aunt Ruby works in her school twice a week. About an hour into school I received a text from Ruby telling me she checked on Sienna and she was a happy girl. Mee-Mah showed up at the end of the day to help the frazzled kindergarten teachers walk the kids to the bus. </div>
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Sienna is getting to that point where she does the "fake" smile thing. It's pretty much impossible to get her to smile normally. I told her to pretend like she was laughing... The picture above was the result!</div>
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Of course 2 minutes into our photo shoot we had a little creeper who decided to join in on the fun. Seth is also at the fake smile phase... Plus to add to his smile he had taken a bright yellow marker and drew all around his mouth.</div>
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I put Sadie into the picture. My favorite part is her death grip on her hot dog... If you know my Sadie at all this will be no surprise. The girl likes her food. Unfortunately about 2 seconds later, Ruger quickly swiped the hot dog from her little hands... There was quite the meltdown that occurred.</div>
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My dad made these cute chalk boards for my moms class. I'm not going to lie, I spent 45 minutes the night before making the two signs. It was a little ridiculous! I can't help but be so grateful for the amazing place that we live. Holy crap is it beautiful up here. Luckily for us we will hopefully be building our own house just to the right and behind that little chicken coop sooner rather then later!</div>
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She didn't even look back... A little hard for this mama to take!</div>
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Oh Little Man... Did you have to inherit the constant "Sargent Scowl" from your daddy?</div>
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After calling my little sister bawling about the traumatizing day I had sending my baby to school, she and Kaiya drove up from Ogden to console me. The kids were thrilled to go meet Sienna at the end of the lane. Sadie thought she was pretty hot stuff walking down the lane by herself. I usually strap her into the stroller when making this little trek.</div>
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Oh baby princess. Can you please stop growing for a minute?</div>
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When Sienna got off the bus Seth was beside himself. Sadly for him his sister was a little more excited at seeing Kaiya then him. After several attempts at getting his sisters attention he finally just yelled "Nenna, Hugs, NOW"! I was rolling, apparently this whole sister in school thing is a little too much for him. He would NOT take a nap for me the first day and kept peeking his head out asking if nenna was home yet.</div>
Stacihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14329060356374813159noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138351149729075633.post-45940758768075453472012-06-15T15:45:00.000-06:002012-06-15T15:45:42.613-06:00 - Tonight I made chocolate dipped strawberries and little man informed me that they were licious.<br />
- While trying to convince Seth that I was his favorite Sienna chimed in asking Seth "which parent is our favorite?<br />
<br />Stacihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14329060356374813159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138351149729075633.post-40764644088565043602012-06-15T15:43:00.001-06:002012-06-15T15:43:35.893-06:001.18.2012A few funny things.<br />
Seth now refers to himself as mater. At the hospital when the nurses would ask his name he would quietly whisper "mater"<br />
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Mee- mah has been picking sienna up from the office. We came home and she told me she watched the best movie called oil. It had a girl named sandy and a boy named Danny. It took me a minute but finally figured out she watched Greece....<br />
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Sadie @ 6 months<br />
- She smiles all the time.<br />
- Still likes her brother but not too close. <br />
- She is starting to get a "Seth" scream.<br />
- She loves to reach her little hand out to touch your face.<br />
-She's doing my all time favorite thing which is to reach her little hand up for kisses while nursing.<br />
-At her 6 month check she only weighed 14.2 pounds 15% for weight and 50% for height.<br />
-She is becoming mobile. She is doing the scoot belly crawl by pushing off of her left leg<br />
-She loves blowing bubbles<br />
-Loves the bath<br />
-Wears a size 2 diaper and 6-9 month clothes <br />
-Is not doing great on the sleeping through the night. She's proving to be super stubborn.<br />
-I can't seem to get her on a schedule which doesn't sit well with this super schedule mama.<br />
-She still will NOT take a bottle but I did leave her for a whole 5 hours with her daddy now that she is eating -solids.Stacihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14329060356374813159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138351149729075633.post-49991726638118785382012-06-12T00:14:00.001-06:002012-06-12T00:14:11.786-06:006.2.2012For my birthday Steve took me out on a date and my favorite babysitter Alisha tended. I came home to an awesome present. Here is what I learned about myself from my 5 year old...
1. Man, does she think I'm old...
2. I must be a little obsessed with keeping the house clean... The only problem with this is my house is NEVER clean!
3. She thinks I'm a famntastic bike rider, even though she has only seen me ride a bike one time and during that time her father almost fell off his chair laughing at me...
BIRTHDAY QUESTIONNAIRE 2012
Sienna @ age 5
1. What is something mom always says to you?
Clean up
2. What makes mom happy?
Cleaning up for her.
3. What makes mom sad?
Not cleaning up
4. How does your mom make you laugh?
Tickles me.
5.how old is your mom?
60
6. What does your mom do when you are not around?
Cleans up all by herself & feels sad when I'm not around.
7. What is your mom really good at?
Riding a bike.
8. What does your mom do for a job?
Helps daddy at the office
9. What is your moms favorite food?
Salad
10. What do you and your mom do together?
Clean up
11. How do you know your mom loves you?
She says "I love you..."
12. Where is your moms favorite places to go?
Park City & seven peaks
13. Mom is as pretty as...
Me
14. What is the smartest thing your mom has ever told you?
Ariel ski jumping ( I'm trying to live through my child. I was her to do this...
15. If you could give your mom anything I. The world what would it be?
A new bike
16. What is your mom good at?
Back flips on the tramp.
17. Is your mom a good cook? What does she cook the best?
Yes, macaroni & cheese.
Here is what I am going to take away from it... I should probably lighten up on the whole. Leaning situation and push harder for the ski jumpping situation...
Man, I love this girl. She is hilarious...Stacihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14329060356374813159noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138351149729075633.post-31376931707575631572012-05-02T00:13:00.001-06:002012-12-04T13:23:03.186-07:005.1.2012<div style="text-align: center;">
Sienna learned how to ride her bike without training wheels on Saturday. Steve worked with her for maybe 30 minutes last week and she just made up her mind and came running into the house informing me she was riding her bike without "stabilizers"</div>
Stacihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14329060356374813159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138351149729075633.post-24661589712752226732011-12-19T22:02:00.000-07:002011-12-19T22:02:07.417-07:0012.19.2011<div style="text-align: center;">2 year old facts</div><div style="text-align: center;"> - Loves any type of car, machinery heavy equipment Ect... Calls them all "go gos"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">- Loves Sadie today she was in her bouncy and you kept yelling at me and when I finally paid attention to you, you said "her pretty" while pointing at Sadie</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">- You have learned that if momma won't get you something "nenna" will...</div><div style="text-align: center;">You LOVE all your grandpas. grandpa Seth is "bampa" grandpa jack is "jack" no matter how many times I insist you call him "Grandpa Jack" and grandpa grant is Bampa as well...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">- You worship your cousin Cam. I brought a little magnet home with his picture on it and you Carry it around the house. you will bring me your jersey all the time and say "Cam"</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">- When you see something you really like you say "wow" in the cutest voice</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">- Your favorite tv show is bob the builder or as you call it "builder" which to me sounds like water?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">- Your favorite movie is cars and you are OBSESSEd with everything mater</div><div style="text-align: center;">- You will constantly say "mama" and when I respond "daddy" and when he responds usually follows with "ummmm mater" </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">-You eat like nothing I have ever seen...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">-You drink almond milk because we think you have a little of a milk allergy.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Every morning you wake up you ask where daddy is... This is how the conversation goes...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Seth: momma</div><div style="text-align: center;">Me: what</div><div style="text-align: center;">Seth where's daddy?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Me work</div><div style="text-align: center;">Seth work?</div><div style="text-align: center;">2 minutes later </div><div style="text-align: center;">Same exact conversation repeated and on And on and on...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicE4oVPAIeXvuSz56_iCUjjgOWsDM-JbhErjyoSAx4dvbmho0w_ExYrhBqAmry90ECW2PviLrjmNUVMTRQAdjUjfUr8fKh9ZpdZhColsiewfjBTs-wno5knTPRK_Kit2jkKBd3Th5DG38/s1600/97_fc_%25284x6%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicE4oVPAIeXvuSz56_iCUjjgOWsDM-JbhErjyoSAx4dvbmho0w_ExYrhBqAmry90ECW2PviLrjmNUVMTRQAdjUjfUr8fKh9ZpdZhColsiewfjBTs-wno5knTPRK_Kit2jkKBd3Th5DG38/s320/97_fc_%25284x6%2529.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">-You are showing no interest in potty training despite my best efforts of buying mater underwear and a mater toliet... But funny story of the underwear. The first day you got them and put them on when your daddy came home you were standing at the top of the stairs and stuck your little bum out and said "yook my bum..." </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">-You are a terrible singer but you sure try. Your favorite is to sing "down by the station early in the moooooorning.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">- When we are driving you make it a point to scream everytime you see a "go go"</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">-</div>Stacihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14329060356374813159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138351149729075633.post-78531373496869196432011-12-16T14:45:00.000-07:002011-12-16T14:45:27.513-07:0011.20.2011<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN5TZ4m3Lp0hPwG0ZBuDGIYwqJ_hFSBkQhgqVEZJi5yUqDI7caGB_PteAHu6GRjnnbnZt302gjA0BUmoo2HQV2YRJ9FfcHrifeB6p45IC0EvKuvxyb0nvd4ObvzWYQnyLrjM5aiRY29d0/s1600/Fall+2011+174.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjN5TZ4m3Lp0hPwG0ZBuDGIYwqJ_hFSBkQhgqVEZJi5yUqDI7caGB_PteAHu6GRjnnbnZt302gjA0BUmoo2HQV2YRJ9FfcHrifeB6p45IC0EvKuvxyb0nvd4ObvzWYQnyLrjM5aiRY29d0/s320/Fall+2011+174.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">We have a roller...</div>Stacihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14329060356374813159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138351149729075633.post-1819835331935690172011-12-16T14:43:00.000-07:002011-12-16T14:43:54.332-07:0010.19.2011<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2NoRt1tSywbCjR7LY9uCfCsQRCDUFnBt0fKFcKMcxtfpnC63KA1JXi-RJqOKiHEWyF3a9yy70fnhzv7IPR0K-0TMFr3Nbpw8gFwmK2jSTZihmgTMmMYOYftt0xBSX98xFeGxBpdc43Ak/s1600/Fall+2011+102.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2NoRt1tSywbCjR7LY9uCfCsQRCDUFnBt0fKFcKMcxtfpnC63KA1JXi-RJqOKiHEWyF3a9yy70fnhzv7IPR0K-0TMFr3Nbpw8gFwmK2jSTZihmgTMmMYOYftt0xBSX98xFeGxBpdc43Ak/s320/Fall+2011+102.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">-still wakes up about once a night but some nights likes to cluster feed all night.</div><div style="text-align: center;">- happiest baby in the world.</div><div style="text-align: center;">- I love the quiet time in the morning when your older siblings are still asleep and we get to chat for a while.</div><div style="text-align: center;">- I love that when your brother wakes up and if you are not in your bed he automatically asks "where's Sadie?"</div><div style="text-align: center;">- you wear a size 2 diaper</div><div style="text-align: center;">- you are wearing 6-12 month clothes and 12 month in Ralph Lauren that runs small...</div><div style="text-align: center;">-you will NOT take a Bottle which is totally making your mamas dating life suffer.</div><div style="text-align: center;">-you are reaching out and grabbing everything and I love the serious expression you get while examining things.</div><div style="text-align: center;">- you love your big sister and especially love it when she sings to you.</div><div style="text-align: center;">- you love bath time and start to fuss right on time @ 7:30 because you know it's bath time.</div><div style="text-align: center;">- I am so happy you joined our family... I feel like you complete us and I can't imagine not having you here...</div><div style="text-align: center;">- You have the chubbiest thighs I have ever seen... Your nick name is "thunder thighs" </div>Stacihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14329060356374813159noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138351149729075633.post-32533581909160324222011-10-03T15:47:00.002-06:002011-10-03T15:48:24.670-06:0008.29.2011<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZethomF8JSv_xjW02c_XKyCA1N2KV8OcimT6m_F5-6g1_zaOwBjYD8_i48_VF6egsK6JAmLpj2OczPf9Rc78FJ9RVfM5zBsLuSMrBGaTn3acnCvUFnsXJucyDlAuzn2ybPgw4RpQtIcM/s1600/DSC_0642.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZethomF8JSv_xjW02c_XKyCA1N2KV8OcimT6m_F5-6g1_zaOwBjYD8_i48_VF6egsK6JAmLpj2OczPf9Rc78FJ9RVfM5zBsLuSMrBGaTn3acnCvUFnsXJucyDlAuzn2ybPgw4RpQtIcM/s320/DSC_0642.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Sienna started pre-school and is gone in the morning for 3 hours. I decided to take advantage of her being gone and try to get a few cute pics with little man...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRUW7B2TvInpATxvSMcre3PSxujtOirTPTZHJB7FkZRwiJbT5re06W9UlQ4tzBq5fitpG431i2rg4ruhyphenhyphenAZNEUbwz-QV43CkWlEwkzfc8AYXiAurJm6MTOeba8dmIrGlIVl1ll74pq-cA/s1600/DSC_0645.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRUW7B2TvInpATxvSMcre3PSxujtOirTPTZHJB7FkZRwiJbT5re06W9UlQ4tzBq5fitpG431i2rg4ruhyphenhyphenAZNEUbwz-QV43CkWlEwkzfc8AYXiAurJm6MTOeba8dmIrGlIVl1ll74pq-cA/s320/DSC_0645.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm just going to say, it didn't quite turn out the way I was hoping... At least Seth is consistent. He holds his baby sister just likes he holds our new baby kitties. Around the neck!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpJA8nx5_AIZis8xA5BHdn_2VE4FwzP61rEg90ynWY-AeGnFPRYqaIs36TUDMButCQuyxWaY-c2aQxNk9K_11g5WK85asHJa33ZIVyJUmK90HGfGodLefzFiVxPi6_SCmF1CBVNnBMv9g/s1600/DSC_0652.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpJA8nx5_AIZis8xA5BHdn_2VE4FwzP61rEg90ynWY-AeGnFPRYqaIs36TUDMButCQuyxWaY-c2aQxNk9K_11g5WK85asHJa33ZIVyJUmK90HGfGodLefzFiVxPi6_SCmF1CBVNnBMv9g/s1600/DSC_0652.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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The baby and I both returned to work at 10 days old. Here are a few 2 month old facts.</div><div style="text-align: center;">- She weighs 9 pounds 4 ounces</div><div style="text-align: center;">- Wears a size 1 diaper</div><div style="text-align: center;">- Wakes up around 5 o'clock in the morning to be fed & goes right back to sleep.</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Her first smile was @ exactly 6 weeks old</div><div style="text-align: center;">-She let out her first giggle at exactly 2 month old</div><div style="text-align: center;">-She is very strong and has great head control</div><div style="text-align: center;">-She hates to be held facing you, she has to be turned out to see everything that is going on.</div><div style="text-align: center;">-She literally lights up in the morning when she sees me...</div><div style="text-align: center;">-She is so loved by everyone in our family, especially little man.</div><div style="text-align: center;">-When she smiles at her brother he gets so excited and turns to me to tell me "she miling"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5C9f7Ermhyphenhyphen95jRzaZe98IJtFvYYQeA5tf3QOlmyjwM3biDnrtPgu6AASx3JcKxtj82I_7NHkzX7Gh1nGkSGVpDSAt38W8nO5L1DZwWiPqHEPH63DwaX_WO-HyinkF03nyFzi0-9f3K0Y/s1600/DSC_0689.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5C9f7Ermhyphenhyphen95jRzaZe98IJtFvYYQeA5tf3QOlmyjwM3biDnrtPgu6AASx3JcKxtj82I_7NHkzX7Gh1nGkSGVpDSAt38W8nO5L1DZwWiPqHEPH63DwaX_WO-HyinkF03nyFzi0-9f3K0Y/s320/DSC_0689.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">They just had to join in on the photo shoot.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrEfdqNUScIZ8JAs-Gu23YyU9_CPy1G8ST_bGU5aDG_FyIWbXED_RI9uGnddObFDuhybpKhHYKD0BzIAqB3rGFGfpafoWFGrECC79Wh7JWeVRaTf8QIsAUqbZGHwAyZa-0niPFmkvp0PU/s1600/DSC_0692.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrEfdqNUScIZ8JAs-Gu23YyU9_CPy1G8ST_bGU5aDG_FyIWbXED_RI9uGnddObFDuhybpKhHYKD0BzIAqB3rGFGfpafoWFGrECC79Wh7JWeVRaTf8QIsAUqbZGHwAyZa-0niPFmkvp0PU/s320/DSC_0692.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Stacihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14329060356374813159noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1138351149729075633.post-91075893082568318152011-10-03T15:39:00.003-06:002011-10-03T15:48:41.700-06:009.9.2011<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbVYyEuFFQzl_dJ5rd5hJ2F0sHRYT_77qreMeO4akU_DdUmDaCtV94feeowI8SfHD0JlnvtEtxsUlLr1jRFxoVvnrQWZtQVaqA_REUXGHfGXSe9eotikVQlDDYgO_v6HGmMjU9f8Bbfy4/s1600/DSC_0701.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbVYyEuFFQzl_dJ5rd5hJ2F0sHRYT_77qreMeO4akU_DdUmDaCtV94feeowI8SfHD0JlnvtEtxsUlLr1jRFxoVvnrQWZtQVaqA_REUXGHfGXSe9eotikVQlDDYgO_v6HGmMjU9f8Bbfy4/s320/DSC_0701.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I tired to pretend I could take pictures like Emily. I set up a photo shoot to take pictures of the princess in her blessing dress... It didn't turn out as well as Emily... But at least I gave it a try, right? Little Man creeped into the picture to love on his sister!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1Q59GjNAt2PjBkRcgCXK1K1UbCgnvJ9_uOVhKyb61Wzx2UywHnMSsc28PXslmfQxectx2G855a4A_YT4StUGtCURQlqSQxXRoszliwH7AG8ScTBmXS-Eb4Y0YoujNoV31_-vmCpuc_Gs/s1600/DSC_0712.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1Q59GjNAt2PjBkRcgCXK1K1UbCgnvJ9_uOVhKyb61Wzx2UywHnMSsc28PXslmfQxectx2G855a4A_YT4StUGtCURQlqSQxXRoszliwH7AG8ScTBmXS-Eb4Y0YoujNoV31_-vmCpuc_Gs/s320/DSC_0712.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhou9DtD_041N4CbgbJcRJAY1nnUpaA53ayTU0oFlOCchPfoM4Hf7Rgstg03QTk1HDAn7Jq49oF26nynBnnSLuD0hWGrHu7CFvl9F1B26eGvpMahwva-ViBJsD8MoseQmz4jWYeuCWFP-w/s1600/DSC_0756.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhou9DtD_041N4CbgbJcRJAY1nnUpaA53ayTU0oFlOCchPfoM4Hf7Rgstg03QTk1HDAn7Jq49oF26nynBnnSLuD0hWGrHu7CFvl9F1B26eGvpMahwva-ViBJsD8MoseQmz4jWYeuCWFP-w/s320/DSC_0756.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I used Sienna's blessing dress for Sadie so I bought accessories for Sadie. She got a new headband, Shoes, a bracelet & a ruffle bum diaper cover. I plan on making a cute shadow box to display the dress and all the blessing stuff with each of their pictures. Hopefully one day they will use it to bless their own little princess. Also, the blessing blanket is from my sweet little Nana. Each of my kids have been blessed in this blanket. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqKmBWWOXXH0Qt2Ore_UC_8bBihn7kCYMMj5wlOjyefKIcDJ9qLY_mxJJXX-SXA9FHo7g870C9yBkUVvmBEuOq2x7yoxmH2lEp6AfzkzMgPN_qVC7QzMCMdHsIi40_a9MSln2xX0VpjqQ/s1600/DSC_0758.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqKmBWWOXXH0Qt2Ore_UC_8bBihn7kCYMMj5wlOjyefKIcDJ9qLY_mxJJXX-SXA9FHo7g870C9yBkUVvmBEuOq2x7yoxmH2lEp6AfzkzMgPN_qVC7QzMCMdHsIi40_a9MSln2xX0VpjqQ/s320/DSC_0758.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Stacihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14329060356374813159noreply@blogger.com2