tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86064915344353738112024-03-08T05:33:00.985-06:00The Horton HouseMaggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13120662340027247032noreply@blogger.comBlogger1497125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606491534435373811.post-82192000717483449512023-07-31T15:57:00.005-05:002023-07-31T15:57:41.934-05:00We didn't know it was goodbye<p> Hi, it's me again. I'm going to pretend that it hasn't been a year since I was last here. But it has and I'm ready to talk. I've journaled some but this feels like a better way to work through my thoughts.</p><p>How we lost Dad...</p><p> It all started on Thursday, February 17th. My mom called to say that she'd taken dad to the ER with stroke like symptoms. They wouldn't allow her to go back with him so she sat in the car in the parking lot just waiting to hear something. I called Patrick to come home so I could go sit with her. While I was waiting on him I called my brothers and sister and let them know what was going on. I wasn't overly nervous or upset. I was sure whatever it was would be treated and he'd be on his merry way. I got to the ER and Dad facetimed us from inside. He said the tests showed he didn't have a stroke but they thought the tumor on his brain might be bleeding (we'd known about the tumor since 2020, we were told it was nothing to worry about) they were sending him to the hospital downtown overnight for observation. We were told one of us at a time would be able to be with him there. We waited at the ER and watched them load him in the ambulance and followed it downtown. </p><p>We got parked and headed in. He texted us and told us what room he was in. Mom went up to see him. I sat in the lobby. There was severe weather. I just remember friends and family texting me asking if we were in our safe place. I remembered being scared but also thinking there were worse places to be in a tornado. Mom came down to swap with me so I could go see him. She was so upset. He'd fallen before the nurse realized he was in the room. It was shift change and the nurse was ready to be done. She said he looked worse than when he'd facetimed us earlier. I went up, he did look worse. Much worse. One of his eyes was weird. But everything he was saying made complete sense. He was asking about Barrett and his baseball team. (They had just been picked that week.) He was having trouble using the left side of his body so he had be text some clients he had showings scheduled with the next day. "tell them I'm in the hospital but I'm ok, I should be out by morning so we shouldn't have to reschedule but I'll touch base with them in the morning". Mom came back up. We've never been a family that followed occupancy rules. We were all hungry but they wanted dad to wait to eat until after the dr saw him to make sure they didn't want to run any tests. We ordered McCallisters. We came back in and they said he could eat. All he wanted was the pickle. The doctor came in and thought that the tissue around the tumor was irritated and said they'd start him on some antibiotics and that should clear everything up. That sounded easy enough. Dad got increasingly more agitated as the night went on but the nurses and doctors all agreed it was anxiety and that he just needed some rest. Mom and I went back and forth on if one of us should stay, which one should stay. I didn't want him to stay alone, she didn't want to stay because she felt like he would do better without her there. She didn't want me to stay (I was 32 weeks pregnant, I really had no business staying). The nurse was so sweet. She said they were going to give him something to calm him down and that it would be fine if neither of us stayed with him. So around midnight I kissed him on the forehead and told him I loved him and that I'd see him tomorrow. </p><p>The kids were out of school the next day so we'd made plans to go to a trampoline park with some friends. I was getting ready and my mom called. It was not good news. Around 3:30am something happened (I'm still unsure what happened) and they had to intubate him and move him to the Neuro ICU. They were draining blood off his brain and things didn't look good. My mom wasn't panicked at first. She called and said she was headed to the hospital and would update when she got there. When she called back she just said "they said I need to call my kids to be here". So I called Patrick and told him what was going on and for him to call his parents to come stay with the kids. I called one of my best friends and said can you come right now and stay until the in-laws get here. As soon as she pulled up I jumped in the car and left. My hair was wet. I'd called my little brother and sister before I left and told them they needed to come. On the way to the hospital I called my older brother and let him know what was going on. He was out of town with his wife for her birthday. I told them I didn't know what they needed to do, I would call him back when I got to the hospital and laid eyes on him. My sister was the first to get there. I didn't even stop at the desk to argue with the people about how many visitors were going to be there. I was practically running. </p><p>I got to the 8th floor and turned to go down the hall. He was in the very last room and I saw my mom, sister and the doctor standing in the hall. The doctor was so kind he said we had a lot of decisions to make. At that moment they didn't have a lot of answers. It was going to be a wait and see game. We had options but we didn't have to decide right then. He would go over everything when the boys got there. There was another doctor that rounded that morning and we gave her the nickname "Dr Doom" because she never had good news, no one really did but she didn't sugar coat anything. I don't even remember what she said but I asked her a question like "what is the outcome if that happens" and she was just like "he will die". Well alrighty then. I went out to the waiting room to call my older brother and I just broke down. I think I said something like I don't know what to tell you. They'd already decided they were going to come back home. Family started getting word and showing up. They opened a little consultation room for us to talk with the doctor. Every time I looked up someone new was there with the same shocked, saddened look on their face. It was comforting and heartbreaking at the same time. I had dads phone and was trying to text the same clients we were talking to the night before. We talked to dads broker and he stepped in and handled everything. </p><p>There were so many people. The people at the desk downstairs hated us. The doctor sat down with my mom, my siblings, my dads brother and me and laid it all out. Honestly, none of it was great. He had a brain bleed, they did a procedure where they went in to try to find where it was bleeding and stop it. It was unsuccessful. We decided to leave him on the machines and monitor him and we'd take it a day at a time. We knew that a 100% recovery was not likely. IF he regained consciousness, he'd likely be left without use of his left side. We knew he'd never want to be taken care of day in and day out. But we all agreed if he could still be around in any way he would want to. But I think we all kind of hoped it would be an all or nothing situation. I think the hardest part was not having complete clarity of what should/could/would happen. I had already decided I wasn't leaving that day. I was staying with him that night. They took him for a CT scan. It was worse. Although no one would tell me that, they waited until my sister was there the next day, I don't know if they were scared to tell me or if she looked more responsible but either way after that scan they knew he was not going to get better. The rest of the weekend they held us to the two visitor rule. So I didn't go back to the hospital until Monday morning.</p><p>Saturday night my friends had all gone in together and stocked our fridge and pantry with groceries. I had a card on the table from someone at UAB and Barrett saw it and asked if it was a ticket to go see Granddaddy. I was so devastated in my own saddened state that it was kind of the first time that I considered what this was going to do to my kids. My mom stayed at the hospital Saturday night and Sunday night. My cousin came up Sunday to see him. His wife was like you gotta play "Proud Mary" for him and when they played it he started moving his foot. For a moment we were hopeful. But we quickly realized it didn't mean anything really. There was an explanation but I can't remember what it was. We all agreed we would meet with the palliative care team on Monday and make a plan. </p><p>Monday morning I left home early, the kids were out of school for presidents day. I had an appointment to check on the baby scheduled that morning but I ended up just going in early and telling them my situation asking if they could see me earlier and they kindly worked me in. I was back with my family by 9:00am. One of my sister in laws good friends was on the palliative care team. It was so nice to have a familiar face with us. We agreed to free him from the vent in the ICU and if he was stable enough move him to the palliative care unit. It was as awful as you'd imagine. Our nurse that day was precious. My mom, my siblings myself and our spouses were able to be there with him. When we got back there he was snoring. It was oddly comforting. But also made us laugh. It was a long day. Most of our family was downstairs and they all took turns coming up to see us/him. At one point my little brother looked at me and said "what if he doesn't die". Everyone assured us that we didn't need to worry about that. Around 5:00 someone from the palliative care team came by to check on things. He said we could move him if we wanted but didn't think it was necessary. We were laughing and joking and I apologized to him saying something like "I promise we're all really sad we just cope with humor". He kinda got choked up and said something like "I can see so much love in this room. You are all very lucky to have each other." Now, maybe he says that to everyone, but that didn't bother me. It started getting late, family from downstairs slowly came up to tell us bye. He passed away around 9:15 at night on February 21st, 2022. We said goodbye again and just left him. I had no idea when I left on Thursday night that it would be the last time I heard him tell me he loved me. I wonder all the time if he knew it was worse than we did. I think he did. </p><p>Grief is hard and weird. It will hit you out of nowhere. Navigating your own grief while also trying to lead your children through their grief is one of the hardest things about all of it. Everything feels wrong, all the time. There has been so much joy since we lost him but everything is bittersweet. </p>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13120662340027247032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606491534435373811.post-20338062875674932182022-06-30T23:44:00.000-05:002022-06-30T23:44:46.221-05:00Andie's Birth Story<p> <span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>I'm just going to pretend like it hasn't been over a year since my last post. That was never my intention but here we are. Life has been a lot lately and I've found myself wanting to turn back to this outlet to write and process so here I am. I'm going to start with Andie's birth story so here it goes...</i></span></p><p></p><p><i style="font-size: small;"> </i>This pregnancy felt different that the previous three in a lot of ways. Probably because I was "advanced maternal age" (you just really can't hear that enough) and because I was so busy with the other three I didn't have a lot of time to really dwell, or focus on this pregnancy. I had gestational diabetes but other than that I felt pretty good. But the last week I was done. Mentally, physically, emotionally DONE. I was scheduled for a repeat c-section on Monday, April 11th. So that's the day we'd been planning for. My mom was scheduled to be off work that week so she could stay with the kids. Patrick had been scheduling all of his work around that date, everything was orchestrated around April 11th. On Monday, April 4th, I got ready for my last weekly appointment and I packed my bag because I told Patrick, " I don't feel right". I wasn't in pain, or labor. I couldn't even really give you anything specific that felt off just that it wasn't exactly right. I didn't sleep well the night before, I'd been having back spasms and just didn't feel good. I went ahead and threw some things in my suitcase and left it at the house just in case. But deep down I knew I wasn't coming home. I got more and more anxious as the morning went on. Patrick's parents came to stay with Adler and off I went. <br /></p><p><span> I got on the scale at the doctor and I'd gained a lot of weight in the week since my last appointment but the nurse didn't act like that was a big deal. I finally got in a room and they checked my blood pressure and it was high. (I don't know the numbers because I didn't ask). I've never had high blood pressure in any of my pregnancies. So I was immediately worried. (and I'm not a worrier). I had not mentioned to the nurse yet my uneasy feeling but she said "with that number you might not be going home". I was relieved and anxious at the same time. My doctor came in and checked it again and it was still high. She said it might just be nerves but she was going to send me down to the maternal emergency department for more tests and monitoring and she would make a decision on whether to deliver me that afternoon or the next morning. </span></p><p><span> I got down to MED and as soon as I walked through the doors it looked like a hospital and it was a little overwhelming. (I know this sounds crazy, but the regular maternity rooms aren't as hospital-y.) The nurse quickly got started filling out the paperwork. Meanwhile I called Patrick to let him know that we were now looking at April 4th or 5th. He needed to wrap up the job he was at, I told him to take his time. Then I called my mom. She was excited and anxious as well. I made a plan with her for the kids and hung up the phone. That was when the reality of the moment set in and I just sobbed. The poor nurse asked me if I was ok. I told her I was sorry, but I'd very unexpectedly lost my dad just 6 weeks earlier and he was my person. He would have been that call and he would have dropped everything and made the plan and had the kids everywhere they needed to be. My mom there to help him with whatever he told her to do but he was always the mastermind. I couldn't wait to meet this baby but I was devastated that he never would. </span><br /></p><p><span> We got the results from the blood work and my doctor decided to go ahead and admit me and schedule the csection for Tuesday morning, April 5th. I was going to get one vacation night in the hospital. I was not so secretly excited for the night to rest and relax, but I still felt the mom guilt of not having everything perfectly ready at home for the kids and my mom to make it as easy as possible. Patrick brought me my suitcase and then he went back home to take Barrett to baseball practice so my mom could go to my nephews first teeball game. I ate dinner and settled in for the night. He got back around 10:00 and we went to sleep as best we could. We were going to meet our last baby the next day.</span><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5sdBuh7kqbFVhiYz6vB8DzPI3KS7U_oqdEkfcL4aljkLIwML8jV8S--zngF_SoFPql7p28w9ocdyXFWHWMb5wcLPVGtBQ2oxsggYg87SLmNtZ7ea-1t6muOgh3sy5pMVhCxlQaAq7kji9jh97n_ce09kqfBY4oBQOYBwPOVp5CmTjZfS5u71oVFw1JQ/s4032/IMG_4704.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="font-size: small; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5sdBuh7kqbFVhiYz6vB8DzPI3KS7U_oqdEkfcL4aljkLIwML8jV8S--zngF_SoFPql7p28w9ocdyXFWHWMb5wcLPVGtBQ2oxsggYg87SLmNtZ7ea-1t6muOgh3sy5pMVhCxlQaAq7kji9jh97n_ce09kqfBY4oBQOYBwPOVp5CmTjZfS5u71oVFw1JQ/s320/IMG_4704.HEIC" width="240" /></a></p><p><span><span> I was scheduled for 8:45. I got up around 5:30 and took a quick shower. They wanted to get the baby on the monitor and start the fluids and all that around 6:30. She kept kicking the monitor off so the nurse kept having to come in a adjust it. She'd been content and then all of a sudden two nurses came in quickly and started looking at the monitor and had me turn on my side. The baby's heartrate was dropping and they couldn't get it stable. It was around 8:00 and they decided to go ahead and take me down to the OR and bump the earlier csection. I was nervous but also so thankful. </span><br /></span></p><p><span><span><span> We got in the OR, the spinal went in beautifully, I asked for the clear drape. I also threw up before we even got started. Mostly nerves, I'm sure. It took a little longer to get through all the scar tissue. I also had a uterine window, so it was a very good thing I didn't go into labor. It wasn't long until I heard that sweet new baby cry. They held her up to the drape so I could see her and she looked so tiny. Dr. Crowe said she felt "pretty sturdy". She looked just like her sisters. They brought her over so I could touch her and then took her over to weigh her. The OR felt different this time. More serious for sure. I heard Dr. Crowe tell the nurse to call up to the office to tell them she was going to be a little longer than normal. I thought that was odd but didn't think much about it. Then the anthesiologist came back in and the CRNA (I'm probably not correct with these titles) was quietly talking to him. I looked at Patrick and he could tell I was worried and I could see the concern on his face too. He just kept looking at me and saying it's ok. We knew something wasn't right but didn't know what. We could hear the baby so we knew she was ok. They did say she needed oxygen but she was fine. </span><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmbyk92pl1LpIdiZUy1GgA6r0DMnaN5Dp318WCwLfmvFzpnX8Ke7rIslFc3C5SoX5L4Ux-_eghaLddYFgMkqwCMT29oFbhE3tqZ-hlWhQi0k7x9BCI4BDPtx0DQ7hqUYsYZSyQBnaekSlYEO2JJvagt9oFgQYhKV2uSfhicFHZk4vnPUjiOA5qHc7MpA/s4032/IMG_8718.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="font-size: small; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmbyk92pl1LpIdiZUy1GgA6r0DMnaN5Dp318WCwLfmvFzpnX8Ke7rIslFc3C5SoX5L4Ux-_eghaLddYFgMkqwCMT29oFbhE3tqZ-hlWhQi0k7x9BCI4BDPtx0DQ7hqUYsYZSyQBnaekSlYEO2JJvagt9oFgQYhKV2uSfhicFHZk4vnPUjiOA5qHc7MpA/s320/IMG_8718.HEIC" width="240" /></a></p><p><span><span><span><span> Dr. Crowe asked the nurse to call back up to the office and tell them that anyone that needed to see her needed to reschedule or see another doctor in the practice. Finally, the doctor told us what was going on. There was so much scar tissue my bladder was higher than it was supposed to be so while trying to cut through the scar tissue my bladder got nicked. The CRNA, told me if I started to feel the pain they could give me more drugs. They called in doctor from another hospital to repair my bladder. After they told us what was going on with me, they came over with Andie and told us she needed to go to the NICU for observation. She just needed a little more oxygen. They strongly encouraged Patrick to go with her. The other doctor got there and they got me put back together. I was going to have to go home with a catheter for a week but everything would heal back normally. Patrick was outside waiting for me. Andie was doing great. I was relieved.</span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDAbQ3ZyRD318oyBpsDxfpXSFJ9Nn99w5eDl6ds9uAp46UiUkFvd8a3vkuSSMidI61ZeYBD5eWil9lTaEVcUQzBTN47tp_1x8iVN-7Y-nt8JySdxsgt2rd1b6spUYzveX7bZL-1jcsd_q9EbgvczEIP_QJp7Yq3JucrBpoYwLVfoviG5p02QEaVhKrZQ/s4032/IMG_8740.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="font-size: small; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDAbQ3ZyRD318oyBpsDxfpXSFJ9Nn99w5eDl6ds9uAp46UiUkFvd8a3vkuSSMidI61ZeYBD5eWil9lTaEVcUQzBTN47tp_1x8iVN-7Y-nt8JySdxsgt2rd1b6spUYzveX7bZL-1jcsd_q9EbgvczEIP_QJp7Yq3JucrBpoYwLVfoviG5p02QEaVhKrZQ/s320/IMG_8740.HEIC" width="240" /></a></p><p style="text-align: right;"></p><p><span><span><span><span><span> I got in the room and got somewhat settled. I called my mom and the first thing I said was "we're both ok." I knew she was beyond worried that it had been nearly 2 hours since I went back for my 30 minute csection. She was so relieved to hear from us. Patrick went back to the NICU to check on Andie. The nurse came in and told me they would probably bring her back to my room around 1:00 but if I wanted to go to the NICU they would wheel me down there. The thought of getting out of the bed and into a wheel chair sounded excruciating so I stayed put and tried to rest a bit. </span></span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQArUaIir1X3YuRSL6n0I-lPg-BS9I4GPIfkGqFFb7E9AtJX7XQ-K8WtGCx0kv_7kdKuhpdxCWU994jjpyxWNe8QPBy_pGlrjJTOfHYiB94mtlieUM-ptVf30gMTNFY_eraK6QfoIJVSWgoKi6q8Z-vIji3tinqWaY_sTGyWmqYPP5IxZcAfNUkn8TDA/s1800/CC9E8878-2D26-41B9-B371-6D6E167059C8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="font-size: small; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQArUaIir1X3YuRSL6n0I-lPg-BS9I4GPIfkGqFFb7E9AtJX7XQ-K8WtGCx0kv_7kdKuhpdxCWU994jjpyxWNe8QPBy_pGlrjJTOfHYiB94mtlieUM-ptVf30gMTNFY_eraK6QfoIJVSWgoKi6q8Z-vIji3tinqWaY_sTGyWmqYPP5IxZcAfNUkn8TDA/s320/CC9E8878-2D26-41B9-B371-6D6E167059C8.jpg" width="256" /></a></p><p><span><span><span><span><span><span> I'll wrap this story up here. I knew that her birth and the hospital would stir up all the emotions and it did. But I felt such peace and overall gratitude that she came early and was healthy. I get overwhelmed when I think of Andie's life, and how every detail was perfectly orchestrated. When we first told we were pregnant I said her due date was April 18th but I knew I'd have a repeat csection the week before. My dad mentioned a few times that April 5th was his dad's birthday (My granddaddy). So for that to be her birthday couldn't have been more perfect. </span> </span> </span></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguLl3LxDLbAIl296TjNeEUV4wz27wwo4XKrOAkFty3NsMMIXqx-vLzKFsZUiygkAywIrYsfe1H1jAlMdl8Oa9CRrE2UUijjxUleuzxrpOfFzwdOrxPiuxOZ2uMq4qTHUrJQ8UJ6kywuZ8Gt_4DQueVVCGtU9Piv0cLNWPoET8DzAK64GM0OuJ_XWsYQQ/s1800/099D5F57-6789-4250-92F0-4661600D16D8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="font-size: small; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1800" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguLl3LxDLbAIl296TjNeEUV4wz27wwo4XKrOAkFty3NsMMIXqx-vLzKFsZUiygkAywIrYsfe1H1jAlMdl8Oa9CRrE2UUijjxUleuzxrpOfFzwdOrxPiuxOZ2uMq4qTHUrJQ8UJ6kywuZ8Gt_4DQueVVCGtU9Piv0cLNWPoET8DzAK64GM0OuJ_XWsYQQ/s320/099D5F57-6789-4250-92F0-4661600D16D8.jpg" width="256" /></a></p>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13120662340027247032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606491534435373811.post-65629108804371903462021-03-23T09:53:00.002-05:002021-03-23T09:53:43.051-05:00Adler 5 Months<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNqC7e6G6bnmZ8n8jRBPaPB2A-mtRA1JWk6CM_XStlPTkDZ0TxoD3u2gBw2a82mZvO_arRnwoSx1YaZCTlkJxQrG-O_VEcQFrNGhoeY7Um-XyxMNoKF8DtWuRsf70WUiG3JETJrIrK84nH/s2048/IMG_1205.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="2048" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNqC7e6G6bnmZ8n8jRBPaPB2A-mtRA1JWk6CM_XStlPTkDZ0TxoD3u2gBw2a82mZvO_arRnwoSx1YaZCTlkJxQrG-O_VEcQFrNGhoeY7Um-XyxMNoKF8DtWuRsf70WUiG3JETJrIrK84nH/s320/IMG_1205.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Adler is 5 months old. I know I say it every month but I can hardly believe she's already 5 months old. Time is truly flying by!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You are finally sleeping in your crib all night. While we were in quarantine we accomplished this and I am so proud! You don't usually go down until 8:30-9:30 at night (it's just the time of life we're in, some nights we don't get home before 9:00). You usually sleep until 6:30-7:30. You're by far my best napper. You usually nap for around 2 hours in the morning, a little cat nap in the middle of the day, a 2-3 hour nap in the afternoon and then another little cat nap before bedtime.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You weigh 15.9lbs and I measured you right at 25" long. You take 6 ounces 5 times a day! You're wearing 3-6 month clothes and a few 6 month things. You're wearing a size 3 diaper! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You can roll from back to belly and belly to back! You did it for the first time at small group. We were all supposed to be watching a video but we were all watching you roll all over the floor. It was so sweet! Then you just passed out in the floor, you wore yourself out. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You've been the best on the go baby! You've gone to baseball and my workouts and you just sit and watch. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You really are the easiest, sweetest baby! The big kids are still obsessed with you! I keep thinking they're going to get tired of you but so far they haven't! It's really sweet!</div><br /><p></p>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13120662340027247032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606491534435373811.post-6140816042457556712021-02-24T09:46:00.002-06:002021-02-24T09:46:10.694-06:00Adler 4 Months<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpsZKGOcawC2ZJKqVO5w_ifHG0eMHJbtePtqe3ThsviKQr9YVaiAoIv8lM_o7zQN93ppKQAjRpw8QJ_CcgaqCASlrTmj7xGx1ELeyLPUhJAbyOLcCXbJ46aT0SHlpu8GBmyxkqSgSd6Fmy/s2048/IMG_0968.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="2048" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgpsZKGOcawC2ZJKqVO5w_ifHG0eMHJbtePtqe3ThsviKQr9YVaiAoIv8lM_o7zQN93ppKQAjRpw8QJ_CcgaqCASlrTmj7xGx1ELeyLPUhJAbyOLcCXbJ46aT0SHlpu8GBmyxkqSgSd6Fmy/s320/IMG_0968.JPG" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">Adler is 4 months old! Time flies when you're having fun! We're having a ball with you! This month was your first snow day and first Valentines day! You are by far the biggest "talker" of the three as a baby. I guess you've got a lot to say to keep up around here. You are the most dramatic too which is a little terrifying!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7i7gmvcNeYW5dYnFdZri_jkHqiv1YejuJO-QcriHb7eHel6k6D49zpnK7YuxfxOc1ImUwto-p02is36aF_dCHU7UmqDuUJRM2Vhyphenhyphen34MfNtkl0K0zb6pTp-f9KTZtu5slvavCJS_khW9qK/s3024/IMG_0964.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7i7gmvcNeYW5dYnFdZri_jkHqiv1YejuJO-QcriHb7eHel6k6D49zpnK7YuxfxOc1ImUwto-p02is36aF_dCHU7UmqDuUJRM2Vhyphenhyphen34MfNtkl0K0zb6pTp-f9KTZtu5slvavCJS_khW9qK/s320/IMG_0964.HEIC" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;">You weigh 14 pounds, 7 ounces and are 24.5 inches tall/long. You wear 3 month and 3-6 month clothes and we moved up to size 3 diapers. You take 6 ounces 4-5 times a day. You want to drop your last feeding but you need the ounces. You're still sleeping pretty good. You've started kind of waking up and whining but not really waking up. We're trying to transition you to the crib, the first night you slept until 4:30 without waking. The second night you were up nearly every hour whining but not really crying. We're going to keep trying because you're about to outgrow the rock 'n play that you've been sleeping in. You usually take 3 good naps and one little cat nap everyday. You nap well in your crib when we're home, we're just not home enough. ( We're home for the next 10 days in quarantine so getting you to sleep in your crib for all naps and all night is my main goal). </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0XbX68xD1lhGoJBn0_ZiF3KVe14TNTL2kS1C7WnF11r-0d2W_lzTzzrtt4TPNlxqhjhwMyU0MZvtIRWwc12aPIxhdBZrlkm_RdbQXiTiTD_bly1eedBWpBagQ6Vjr-lljHvbfFpsxArPa/s4032/IMG_0960.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0XbX68xD1lhGoJBn0_ZiF3KVe14TNTL2kS1C7WnF11r-0d2W_lzTzzrtt4TPNlxqhjhwMyU0MZvtIRWwc12aPIxhdBZrlkm_RdbQXiTiTD_bly1eedBWpBagQ6Vjr-lljHvbfFpsxArPa/s320/IMG_0960.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You are the sweetest "on the go" baby. We wrapped up basketball season but we're getting ready to dive into baseball season. You just go with the flow, thank goodness! We started a small group with a few other families from church and you just slept and then sat in my lap the whole time. You were just the sweetest!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Highlights this month: Your first snow day. First Valentines Day, you will roll to your side so you're getting close to making it all the way over. You try to sit up all the time. You want to hold your bottle. You are so loud and it makes me laugh so much. If you're talking and no on is paying you any attention you just get louder and louder until we acknowledge you. After your shots Monday, you were just pitiful. I was always able to calm your brother and sister down before we left the little exam room to walk out of the office. Not you, you just screamed and screamed. When we walked by the nurses station you just looked right at them and poked that little lip out and screamed some more. You wanted everyone to know how upset you were. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It's been a fun month!</div>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13120662340027247032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606491534435373811.post-13001947262446050172021-01-22T12:20:00.001-06:002021-01-22T12:20:17.545-06:00Christmas<p></p><div style="text-align: center;"> Christmas 2020 looked different for us, just like most people. We still enjoyed many of the same traditions but it just all felt so different. First of all, last year we gifted the kids a tip to Disney World and were busy planning and looking forward to that. We were excited to see what Santa brought this year and knew the kids would be excited but I was a little sad we didn't have a fun trip to look forward to.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipNYOsO_WhrQCjKsTJXGOUIp1Ubpvw4UDEMvjA3pluW7-naa9zN28Gy5m7_2So9dm5uS9ktTPAlzBsnhxbIalr8U0tZ6d2oZW6Ayye8V2Z6tVKxA9W0_uPp1wDMn8QgTKCofDHo_LlSjbW/s4032/IMG_0466.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipNYOsO_WhrQCjKsTJXGOUIp1Ubpvw4UDEMvjA3pluW7-naa9zN28Gy5m7_2So9dm5uS9ktTPAlzBsnhxbIalr8U0tZ6d2oZW6Ayye8V2Z6tVKxA9W0_uPp1wDMn8QgTKCofDHo_LlSjbW/s320/IMG_0466.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Christmas Eve we usually go to my Grandmother's house for lunch but she now lives in the apartment at my parents house so we cancelled Christmas Eve because we would see her Christmas Day. So we had all day Christmas Eve to be at home and just relax. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe8po2_9ya6Ak68EpJ551WF6e1Ez3j0qZQfCVMLB3e_GiTBjHik6gUvkE3McMj_3AHCHmEXQxQSKkCuJpfzIua7Vq4rBog1iWXXf0D3CZzygHjj0xp6X-wrn1VeewIeGwynVYB25jPmfjc/s2982/IMG_0467.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2982" data-original-width="2236" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe8po2_9ya6Ak68EpJ551WF6e1Ez3j0qZQfCVMLB3e_GiTBjHik6gUvkE3McMj_3AHCHmEXQxQSKkCuJpfzIua7Vq4rBog1iWXXf0D3CZzygHjj0xp6X-wrn1VeewIeGwynVYB25jPmfjc/s320/IMG_0467.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We got ready and went to Mass at 4:30. After Mass we went to my parents house to visit a bit before we headed home to get ready for Santa.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnD1574YM5kUrZRxGLMlzayrC9cDdEso0AOkZTgvbn93EqYl9mrigQZQlwksISvJ1EuuFt9rWS55uxvGt7kapcKGwDBRfec99ulCx-TPYHNn2EcgcPMzWGBnssUFXFNBq6rFqNjEH_LhIm/s4032/IMG_0472.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnD1574YM5kUrZRxGLMlzayrC9cDdEso0AOkZTgvbn93EqYl9mrigQZQlwksISvJ1EuuFt9rWS55uxvGt7kapcKGwDBRfec99ulCx-TPYHNn2EcgcPMzWGBnssUFXFNBq6rFqNjEH_LhIm/s320/IMG_0472.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We somehow ran out of time to bake cookies for Santa so we left him candy canes instead. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCh0_lJgYrS8YebCp9n23oLtlzd8_APQLJfcZVWyQZk61iRi4gL8BBz0S8p1_8l7UUlE_WXHoszvOa9vzvM2Vt7bjU1BgpLQichpUInOPpuyD-wQy5TPLE1IxwQfEGeSQRcMYag5Mi_qko/s4032/IMG_0470.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCh0_lJgYrS8YebCp9n23oLtlzd8_APQLJfcZVWyQZk61iRi4gL8BBz0S8p1_8l7UUlE_WXHoszvOa9vzvM2Vt7bjU1BgpLQichpUInOPpuyD-wQy5TPLE1IxwQfEGeSQRcMYag5Mi_qko/s320/IMG_0470.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We hugged Mr Elf goodbye. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ2adO2qkHh8F8qy9U1tUYGMt3Yg7CMzHZIa3FY-QSuRXM2CRLN9TYuLG4K6yL0cbk7OQ1tubUdkNhbdrKisGXEw2Pzh6P2tM1uxdUaUJLF5o8_f5nnwGZ3jb5lqaxuSkXMxdzH6uUtPcn/s3088/IMG_0475.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ2adO2qkHh8F8qy9U1tUYGMt3Yg7CMzHZIa3FY-QSuRXM2CRLN9TYuLG4K6yL0cbk7OQ1tubUdkNhbdrKisGXEw2Pzh6P2tM1uxdUaUJLF5o8_f5nnwGZ3jb5lqaxuSkXMxdzH6uUtPcn/s320/IMG_0475.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It proved to be a little more dramatic than I was anticipating. She was distraught that Mr. Elf had to leave. I was not expecting this reaction. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK1qNrVPlinRMp7SvcVFRal2FGeBRQL9v0sJ8n0YVLTKK4ok7VL_yTBrLCkZHEqbrQDLjaIixiZDPabQD8KkGABaCzcZr2M1JSs9yDN5RlPR9pZV8dFyQbqV4q6fHRkeDlpG8MAG5GQa-6/s4032/IMG_0471.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK1qNrVPlinRMp7SvcVFRal2FGeBRQL9v0sJ8n0YVLTKK4ok7VL_yTBrLCkZHEqbrQDLjaIixiZDPabQD8KkGABaCzcZr2M1JSs9yDN5RlPR9pZV8dFyQbqV4q6fHRkeDlpG8MAG5GQa-6/s320/IMG_0471.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Last picture as a 7 year old.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The kids were wired and I didn't think they'd ever go to sleep. I was up washing bottles in the kitchen and I turned around and Barrett was standing in the kitchen. Santa had already come and left their gifts in the living room. I was a little upset because I knew he'd probably already seen them. When Patrick came in the kitchen he led Barrett back to his room to go back to sleep. At one point both big kids were in our bed and Patrick got mad and got up and went to Barrett's bed. I knew it was going to be a long day.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAak9hY8yUgs22CFrnxzjXVJDejdaQaazTX-8beo3uxUmCY1TjXwAe5DzrzxgMDTNqR-eX6aK_p3EKPT7N8HUeNcPUOE0ccsNBbMi7jVNttrjdPQzqUcHy0cDZG1bLMoLlYaXYPegVElf-/s4032/IMG_0476.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAak9hY8yUgs22CFrnxzjXVJDejdaQaazTX-8beo3uxUmCY1TjXwAe5DzrzxgMDTNqR-eX6aK_p3EKPT7N8HUeNcPUOE0ccsNBbMi7jVNttrjdPQzqUcHy0cDZG1bLMoLlYaXYPegVElf-/s320/IMG_0476.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This is a terrible picture of all the goodies Santa left. Barrett got a nintendo switch (the only thing he asked for), AveryAnn got a jeep and Adler got a glow worm. They all were apparently very good this year.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdspVAZ2u2iGk71kgk3h17tgQ-gP03GLWIJSiX8zZk3sR_g3OLeyzzZg0h7k-U0ldHh5Ve3nd03W5ElCkUeVvNpa8QogTs3lhz-3JjFtVHbp-gs4hdS-yLIP1dC02D7N0y3EZDzaX7rLOG/s4032/IMG_0482.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdspVAZ2u2iGk71kgk3h17tgQ-gP03GLWIJSiX8zZk3sR_g3OLeyzzZg0h7k-U0ldHh5Ve3nd03W5ElCkUeVvNpa8QogTs3lhz-3JjFtVHbp-gs4hdS-yLIP1dC02D7N0y3EZDzaX7rLOG/s320/IMG_0482.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She has a nicer car than me. I'm not jealous at all.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdtb-wV0PNY8MX_s8unuuA0ZhPFwkCl1ZAzZjKVbH0pzQEn0FNhqLOAs4x6Mxazr0HLQUi09yrclHTYB-yyU9lnWINxBUW91_yR1MDIWVOo00T_hulEtYuC6rQGEuimWCaztfEHZBLsST-/s4032/IMG_0483.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdtb-wV0PNY8MX_s8unuuA0ZhPFwkCl1ZAzZjKVbH0pzQEn0FNhqLOAs4x6Mxazr0HLQUi09yrclHTYB-yyU9lnWINxBUW91_yR1MDIWVOo00T_hulEtYuC6rQGEuimWCaztfEHZBLsST-/s320/IMG_0483.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This is my favorite mug.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj75a2Clfb-iM_Rv93GWKUi-4Z_aqZbraPsEpdo-NOPGuSEmmWWmR3O-c8HeolVKlMp9XTAJFwG8saSX0D-ooELh_LOLm7Jv3D4I8Ke2d8Q25wL-8axA2NXRTw-XK_-IMRPR2WsazDhmw4l/s3088/IMG_0487.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj75a2Clfb-iM_Rv93GWKUi-4Z_aqZbraPsEpdo-NOPGuSEmmWWmR3O-c8HeolVKlMp9XTAJFwG8saSX0D-ooELh_LOLm7Jv3D4I8Ke2d8Q25wL-8axA2NXRTw-XK_-IMRPR2WsazDhmw4l/s320/IMG_0487.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Matching jammies on her first christmas.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC6FnmBcH1PyNJv0dn0K4JkFGtVvPXS8Xa_ScLRIW_gGYwiYjgIAbiakMqiM19tidEH6bEhLwpaEwGEcaKPUKvD8dQfWwWGJy0BuFOOp9bPsUsToxvNvsPdwf9mxrpDz4bgqh4WVkR2EsX/s4898/IMG_1012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3265" data-original-width="4898" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC6FnmBcH1PyNJv0dn0K4JkFGtVvPXS8Xa_ScLRIW_gGYwiYjgIAbiakMqiM19tidEH6bEhLwpaEwGEcaKPUKvD8dQfWwWGJy0BuFOOp9bPsUsToxvNvsPdwf9mxrpDz4bgqh4WVkR2EsX/s320/IMG_1012.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">13th annual Christmas morning pj picture. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmaDp1la_mdcdrVa3JJis_syZxGfPIZPnnIN3InRE0FDD-vfNcdaRDvz7-zYzPwx8f_boO6Rzyx2cz9QQ4u8nfo-hts6jE_sD7OK6PRe_-48ekpSmQaNVlNBkC3th1bS3dT5MDN5Q0SE2U/s4898/IMG_1010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3265" data-original-width="4898" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmaDp1la_mdcdrVa3JJis_syZxGfPIZPnnIN3InRE0FDD-vfNcdaRDvz7-zYzPwx8f_boO6Rzyx2cz9QQ4u8nfo-hts6jE_sD7OK6PRe_-48ekpSmQaNVlNBkC3th1bS3dT5MDN5Q0SE2U/s320/IMG_1010.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I love this one so much. This year has been so wild but it has been so joyful.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfRn8v1z-8KHk0AsxczIHwfNdVJKTiK4k-ovZ6Pit89VtDsVVSOdUsYSEjEBRI793jN8_Q_RLjrSPqkeIyC0E2IuRA9vUzLeQvy9KRq46lrfi7NsE7xYfYmPNaAsUMDXOv3p7nEVKvFOyQ/s4898/IMG_1016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3265" data-original-width="4898" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfRn8v1z-8KHk0AsxczIHwfNdVJKTiK4k-ovZ6Pit89VtDsVVSOdUsYSEjEBRI793jN8_Q_RLjrSPqkeIyC0E2IuRA9vUzLeQvy9KRq46lrfi7NsE7xYfYmPNaAsUMDXOv3p7nEVKvFOyQ/s320/IMG_1016.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdJKAJyzYh9-l18IQDAdNXHwJwX9t0mZUduZsZuGAqhFEhtlpuClLdSDHfKlFagd_asrnhbed5e3Cs2i-YKllFg_TBbq3tGOae9f8Q-6SX42s76gZxpxMTts5y_rj15oDCaKlalXGu7jOZ/s4032/IMG_0490.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdJKAJyzYh9-l18IQDAdNXHwJwX9t0mZUduZsZuGAqhFEhtlpuClLdSDHfKlFagd_asrnhbed5e3Cs2i-YKllFg_TBbq3tGOae9f8Q-6SX42s76gZxpxMTts5y_rj15oDCaKlalXGu7jOZ/s320/IMG_0490.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The big kids wanted her to enjoy all of her gifts.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">After we opened all of our gifts at home we headed to my parents house for brunch. I didn't take a single picture of the Christmas mess there. I can't believe I didn't get one picture. The kids had a blast. We had a big fire in the fireplace. We gifted everyone tickets to go to the Glow Wild lantern festival at the zoo the week after Christmas. It was similar to what we saw in Huntsville a couple of years ago and we knew everyone would enjoy it. After brunch we headed downstairs to my grandmother's house for lunch. This year is so different with her and my aunt in the basement but it's been really nice to get to spend so much time with them. After lunch we headed back upstairs for Barrett's birthday. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVNc52KbreuWSBn0YUtSFTFIx_BZMlrzQ0JzMx_2fhVatNODwmRX7HvINgeN79w_mNR26dCZD8P3KQfJRFS0w1OwvNAWOL3LN1bswb3GZptNfE_Z7Oe3JoyuTy-Yk4DSIaTi0p0588SAVx/s4032/IMG_0497.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVNc52KbreuWSBn0YUtSFTFIx_BZMlrzQ0JzMx_2fhVatNODwmRX7HvINgeN79w_mNR26dCZD8P3KQfJRFS0w1OwvNAWOL3LN1bswb3GZptNfE_Z7Oe3JoyuTy-Yk4DSIaTi0p0588SAVx/s320/IMG_0497.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I can not believe he is 8 years old. It just really doesn't seem possible.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">For dinner we headed to the Hortons.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwrxpAt458AzDwOHKGTkdyk1dPdXcN6SAywkoa6SP4y0SHip2rZ4bINfG0km8QcnoOIlpbsxYCUl-gJl9tZU4b-LZmGFQKu8JjMr4nWyXRCMreP8cwHwd93hsc41pTdIjWFRyN2961el3_/s3088/IMG_0505.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwrxpAt458AzDwOHKGTkdyk1dPdXcN6SAywkoa6SP4y0SHip2rZ4bINfG0km8QcnoOIlpbsxYCUl-gJl9tZU4b-LZmGFQKu8JjMr4nWyXRCMreP8cwHwd93hsc41pTdIjWFRyN2961el3_/s320/IMG_0505.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The only picture I took there. We had a wonderful meal and enjoyed our time with them as well this year. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It wasn't the same. My sister and her husband didn't get to come to my parents and Patrick's brother and his family didn't get to come to his parents all because of COVID. But we made the most of it. I could easily be sad or bitter thinking of all the things COVID has taken from us this year, but I'm trying my best to choose JOY.</div><p></p>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13120662340027247032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606491534435373811.post-66617982782908463352021-01-20T19:48:00.003-06:002021-01-20T19:48:43.369-06:00Adler Three Months<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBeyaoy0WJe9mKtFV7r9nrah_R7BPW7Twj6Y0Fr0Q9tEsrZSnxY8bnZrzulmMWviO6sZMnDjOrkSM5L73Fn0keU9xKHgFmCt_xsypk7hjgkzDbQYpLI4OnHjuxx7hcqHE4PBKr6uEZKbr1/s2048/IMG_0755.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="2048" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBeyaoy0WJe9mKtFV7r9nrah_R7BPW7Twj6Y0Fr0Q9tEsrZSnxY8bnZrzulmMWviO6sZMnDjOrkSM5L73Fn0keU9xKHgFmCt_xsypk7hjgkzDbQYpLI4OnHjuxx7hcqHE4PBKr6uEZKbr1/s320/IMG_0755.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Adler Marie, you are three months old. One-fourth of your first year is behind us! It feels like forever and no time at all. You are growing and changing right before our eyes. I feel like you're growing so much faster than your brother and sister did. We've all enjoyed you so much this month. We celebrated your first Christmas and it was perfect. You are a perfect go with the flow baby and we're so glad you're ours.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYoj5utefqAL7J8c45rST0vJ4a9wNJTJhSkyb-brQGrD9jWaNlh28-fC0JOKUUflqMCzxbcXSuddEp1jSw5bGdJZsPCp6vAJzTX-JQj1hL6jES9v85XFPP-45B5zA0etB6xC4waF2i0mdy/s4032/IMG_0751.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYoj5utefqAL7J8c45rST0vJ4a9wNJTJhSkyb-brQGrD9jWaNlh28-fC0JOKUUflqMCzxbcXSuddEp1jSw5bGdJZsPCp6vAJzTX-JQj1hL6jES9v85XFPP-45B5zA0etB6xC4waF2i0mdy/s320/IMG_0751.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You weigh around 13.5lbs and are around 25" long. (I'm not entirely sure either of those stats are 100% accurate but we're going with it). You wear 3 month or 3-6 month clothes. You're wearing a size 2 diaper and you go through about 5-6 each day. AveryAnn is the official diaper change helper. You eat 4-6oz every 3-4 hours during the day. Right now you usually eat at 7:00am, 10-11:00am, 2-3:00pm, 5-6:00pm and 8-9:00pm. You got to sleep around 9:30-10 and sleep until 7:00am. You're sleeping great at night. You've made it one night in your crib. We've got to make that transition but it's been tricky. You've napped in the crib a couple of times and done well. I think if I could ever be home for a couple days where you could take all of your naps in the crib you could transition more easily but we're never home it seems.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghXrTHHEORenacutY-6rkOajp2-3SoAXkjrzL9I5TyEcvvO8HwBbo_m2QGWtL543rbzduzs7JWlTxzji2_6aNmJEDUSmFmoUGQeBOwUV0oz1WAndMu5J72FKW7DrI4NxbLA9I1wFFdEsq4/s4032/IMG_0748.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghXrTHHEORenacutY-6rkOajp2-3SoAXkjrzL9I5TyEcvvO8HwBbo_m2QGWtL543rbzduzs7JWlTxzji2_6aNmJEDUSmFmoUGQeBOwUV0oz1WAndMu5J72FKW7DrI4NxbLA9I1wFFdEsq4/s320/IMG_0748.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You take 3-4 naps during the day, they range from 45 minutes to 2 hours. I started working a few hours a week while AveryAnn is in school and you've done so well at the office. You usually nap most of the time we're there. We've started going on lots of walks outside when the weather permits. You're pretty content in the stroller, thank goodness. We've gone hiking a time or two as well. Barrett is playing basketball right now and you've enjoyed watching the games. The buzzer scares you every single time. We've also gone to Mass several times. You have been an angel baby there too. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia7ZVagJ5csl_WsX9slph_NILOutd835KXxXg9ARDytq9ESX2oWU5UEQSiolmE5bWO4xSxwGuaxEEzPlIz10_1Neyaf0-gt1Ab0KdqvTPWz4UgJLTBb7A-ZBlqWk-ZS_fjaVn581gzLUwr/s4032/IMG_0747.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia7ZVagJ5csl_WsX9slph_NILOutd835KXxXg9ARDytq9ESX2oWU5UEQSiolmE5bWO4xSxwGuaxEEzPlIz10_1Neyaf0-gt1Ab0KdqvTPWz4UgJLTBb7A-ZBlqWk-ZS_fjaVn581gzLUwr/s320/IMG_0747.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You have found your voice this month and you "talk" all the time. Your sister is convinced she can "speak baby" and she interprets for you often. We love hearing what she thinks you're saying! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Highlights this month include, your first Christmas, your first trip to the zoo for Glow Wild, your first basketball game, lots of trips to the park and a few hours at the office. Its been so much fun watching you grow and watching how much we all love you. We are so thankful for you!</div><br /><p></p>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13120662340027247032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606491534435373811.post-36492816336011434842020-12-30T09:43:00.003-06:002020-12-30T09:43:42.950-06:00Santa Visits<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We weren't sure what our visits with Santa would look like this year. Our church has had cookies with Santa the last couple of years with the best Santa. He has an accent and his just the best. We also usually go to Bass Pro Shops and see Santa there because we've had that tradition since my brothers kids were little. But this year we didn't know what to expect! </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-aKvNZRrwZCzI_J-py1CNWbFfw4Y4gZfL7LeyCdrnXTzIn6rbqu4esmp6MVThquiQ_92DqkNYkKDODe1x1u8lAnzP3HKr6mhJGv0uEmSmZMv_dQExFHwuUbppJLcIepFM0olFLVFAeDTr/s1695/D1BBA250-B45E-481F-B241-9B49EB38C0E2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1695" data-original-width="1695" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-aKvNZRrwZCzI_J-py1CNWbFfw4Y4gZfL7LeyCdrnXTzIn6rbqu4esmp6MVThquiQ_92DqkNYkKDODe1x1u8lAnzP3HKr6mhJGv0uEmSmZMv_dQExFHwuUbppJLcIepFM0olFLVFAeDTr/s320/D1BBA250-B45E-481F-B241-9B49EB38C0E2.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">What we got was the sweetest, most magical visit at our church. We got to sit with him, without our masks on (he wore the clear sheild). The kids were amazed. We were able to sit and talk as long as we wanted and it was just perfect!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-VnViXmQS4_NP1evcEgZtoUeJ16d4g0LIdFCLTotOerBAeKZEZTDdG8-vpGGbTUmxK5lbJIhBDwXP4AfGWyiVC_bf7NmpzFqsL0d6lAQXJcxpCidZUAgynNxtzOebIz-YXkZ3LBh2fK6G/s4898/IMG_0991.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3265" data-original-width="4898" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-VnViXmQS4_NP1evcEgZtoUeJ16d4g0LIdFCLTotOerBAeKZEZTDdG8-vpGGbTUmxK5lbJIhBDwXP4AfGWyiVC_bf7NmpzFqsL0d6lAQXJcxpCidZUAgynNxtzOebIz-YXkZ3LBh2fK6G/s320/IMG_0991.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I just love these pictures. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuu1iNltASmnvjLLxLT3aOLg5OV0YIkn6CVwJBMJhz879KZDjQB5cIo3HQP7zHbpLwMjmMDbfwtmr8IhSA6vdmsSs2vRR301q0PdH-3-jQq_J74k_sQVfzOjlOAWZvrnkleONFISLiuIXk/s4898/IMG_0995.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3265" data-original-width="4898" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuu1iNltASmnvjLLxLT3aOLg5OV0YIkn6CVwJBMJhz879KZDjQB5cIo3HQP7zHbpLwMjmMDbfwtmr8IhSA6vdmsSs2vRR301q0PdH-3-jQq_J74k_sQVfzOjlOAWZvrnkleONFISLiuIXk/s320/IMG_0995.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">All 5 of us!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJefujz_M2oojkTnzEUN5Ps5jM4sRkM7S9Jw1_zVXyl5_aw_hIy2DtA_9L6OxCZDe6Ds5tjVYcYYIJRedky3hJhSDeL0XwUPM3BrRfHizeJnzvUcY4u2nUkMbU7Lfqu2aSrmc73NehoEJK/s4032/IMG_0352.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJefujz_M2oojkTnzEUN5Ps5jM4sRkM7S9Jw1_zVXyl5_aw_hIy2DtA_9L6OxCZDe6Ds5tjVYcYYIJRedky3hJhSDeL0XwUPM3BrRfHizeJnzvUcY4u2nUkMbU7Lfqu2aSrmc73NehoEJK/s320/IMG_0352.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The outfits I'd orginally bought to see Santa in didn't arrive in time so they wore there pjs. I was so upset that the outfits didn't come but the pjs turned out so cute. The bottom of Adler's were a hit. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYakvsVNtNGbBNrkndedkzjnYO37tBKIJFxTMnzUeP7x2kYQB-A6h-zymvozNihHp54xdNQmJebawsO9kEYOsEPvNuUZJlne6oMC3oov9M3ct05g2F2OnIxbO8vLQ-7j4DqWzXFmBVTco9/s4032/IMG_0322.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYakvsVNtNGbBNrkndedkzjnYO37tBKIJFxTMnzUeP7x2kYQB-A6h-zymvozNihHp54xdNQmJebawsO9kEYOsEPvNuUZJlne6oMC3oov9M3ct05g2F2OnIxbO8vLQ-7j4DqWzXFmBVTco9/s320/IMG_0322.HEIC" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUBV_qPCCCixIP6eLfJqfpDfD4OobzvUj7nZGEoFdbDttCDWYF6fHhP-F6gEY5YzDr04mVyzYGp8GhyBoNY6V7BydIdAG0-ql1FVI73AfKObUWnEMtT9TcSm9xeBzzridbYHBYZBYexiXv/s4032/IMG_0323.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUBV_qPCCCixIP6eLfJqfpDfD4OobzvUj7nZGEoFdbDttCDWYF6fHhP-F6gEY5YzDr04mVyzYGp8GhyBoNY6V7BydIdAG0-ql1FVI73AfKObUWnEMtT9TcSm9xeBzzridbYHBYZBYexiXv/s320/IMG_0323.HEIC" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkORdrCusUPEPHoVr-Ga35s2GVetzckE-FTunxCAolYqP6Fxm7Vf7pS5VYVWNPXBSg7tKRVp_PgPAn3dzv0NXzA72K7r2_tLKexknAWruyTScyNjiD3_Cv5vUw5MB6P99JTSlTjqyml5HI/s4032/IMG_0325.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkORdrCusUPEPHoVr-Ga35s2GVetzckE-FTunxCAolYqP6Fxm7Vf7pS5VYVWNPXBSg7tKRVp_PgPAn3dzv0NXzA72K7r2_tLKexknAWruyTScyNjiD3_Cv5vUw5MB6P99JTSlTjqyml5HI/s320/IMG_0325.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">After we saw Santa we went up to Cullman and had dinner at Carlton's. It's one of our favorites but we only manage to get up there about once a year. It was our first public outing as a family of 5. I was nervous how dinner would go but it was just perfect. The big kids ate all their dinner. I fed Adler as soon as we sat down and then she sat in her carseat and just watched us. She got a little fussy but I was able to hold her and she went to sleep. It was a really sweet time.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivRp4sRb_cEuhKj8E-HAlumeHjqcajbbIRtgr4qetcocHeiuM8sTBCOyJ7qoeoxtYqvbaw4bqmauwx9w3KYe5_3rYgaUw49OoRES1Ur0Nt1qquJBv4rltxxP-VS0Q8iwAyIDzTWIKKLm2M/s3088/IMG_0345.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2320" data-original-width="3088" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivRp4sRb_cEuhKj8E-HAlumeHjqcajbbIRtgr4qetcocHeiuM8sTBCOyJ7qoeoxtYqvbaw4bqmauwx9w3KYe5_3rYgaUw49OoRES1Ur0Nt1qquJBv4rltxxP-VS0Q8iwAyIDzTWIKKLm2M/s320/IMG_0345.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">After dinner we headed over to see the Christmas Pyramid and the lights in the park. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSGVbPmeB0p9SLoSlvxXhc3xM_-Ol1aloydmEtY9uJDIL1Fc-iL4aEukmhRtGF-3WBiUqRYwdxGjevddVp8bKHo4YURWiLq1pbiRiiqTxoqgAtCMlkcAVNK6gRXeRS6yt-tn7R9rYzeYRd/s4032/IMG_0344.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSGVbPmeB0p9SLoSlvxXhc3xM_-Ol1aloydmEtY9uJDIL1Fc-iL4aEukmhRtGF-3WBiUqRYwdxGjevddVp8bKHo4YURWiLq1pbiRiiqTxoqgAtCMlkcAVNK6gRXeRS6yt-tn7R9rYzeYRd/s320/IMG_0344.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Dad mode.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNC0UJvpoFgEWQMGpg4WXoy6kLOxps7FGu0LmRzJULd7mbkOmbhoIXLJUaonnYdjldOBXC9gZVbvOsoGyrI7CrDleu4pUQ8fs8NLS7ZOjUufXYr7vO0ThO5vzkznqQYTCDvo2Dh-peajp9/s3088/IMG_0341.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNC0UJvpoFgEWQMGpg4WXoy6kLOxps7FGu0LmRzJULd7mbkOmbhoIXLJUaonnYdjldOBXC9gZVbvOsoGyrI7CrDleu4pUQ8fs8NLS7ZOjUufXYr7vO0ThO5vzkznqQYTCDvo2Dh-peajp9/s320/IMG_0341.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">These two have been so much fun this season.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-i7nu8QAQ-a_bTmACWVC5swQe3PAZBp3b6LYVVtc77vsW38YK1NI_pfPsYyUkMRIu7C98VClzwZnSngOIA_6hAceqDl0BZUpdM15YoTVuYKWL6skphGqIcIlxx1rqhQsdlvbJZuD0iqL2/s4032/IMG_0332.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-i7nu8QAQ-a_bTmACWVC5swQe3PAZBp3b6LYVVtc77vsW38YK1NI_pfPsYyUkMRIu7C98VClzwZnSngOIA_6hAceqDl0BZUpdM15YoTVuYKWL6skphGqIcIlxx1rqhQsdlvbJZuD0iqL2/s320/IMG_0332.HEIC" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0nT9vSeay4J_B5z-Z12RyqM3QqZ83fX3TEIqqtYA_Vd0H0Za-fUSo5BMvw49YKZu1wj7F_ylqR8WA1hBeNS1ekfbbAF0lUXjRfrkQ5CBVsioUB1LBEpk_Eyhtu3L-dpk5tjFnOXFt5tCJ/s3088/IMG_0331.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0nT9vSeay4J_B5z-Z12RyqM3QqZ83fX3TEIqqtYA_Vd0H0Za-fUSo5BMvw49YKZu1wj7F_ylqR8WA1hBeNS1ekfbbAF0lUXjRfrkQ5CBVsioUB1LBEpk_Eyhtu3L-dpk5tjFnOXFt5tCJ/s320/IMG_0331.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We tried to get a picture with all 5 of us. This was the best we got!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvZGZu9fjw3cOlV-Kc3VlEMIDxPsub1oOHngHsWStIOpuDaQ7zJnEig8R480b-g-iGmTlN7x_p6JhRrO9XmI17LafoxOst9gXvgyKluB0ZtEnsPaL8Moq_EZ5m5lSz6mnO909XIx0Uj8m2/s4032/IMG_0329.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvZGZu9fjw3cOlV-Kc3VlEMIDxPsub1oOHngHsWStIOpuDaQ7zJnEig8R480b-g-iGmTlN7x_p6JhRrO9XmI17LafoxOst9gXvgyKluB0ZtEnsPaL8Moq_EZ5m5lSz6mnO909XIx0Uj8m2/s320/IMG_0329.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSlAO6YbMRSZ2EDJIAnKH6q2_xz4OXX2MZb0-qRhy1ZY7320HjM5H26vzcATORUSTG9lw0-ZqbyNHWCZvFBg2vcgkAo5kbaT-9GzWYBNCvoEpBoXqI28EdZTAsZL4rD6nz2HZQno2RJ1nP/s3088/IMG_0346.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2320" data-original-width="3088" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSlAO6YbMRSZ2EDJIAnKH6q2_xz4OXX2MZb0-qRhy1ZY7320HjM5H26vzcATORUSTG9lw0-ZqbyNHWCZvFBg2vcgkAo5kbaT-9GzWYBNCvoEpBoXqI28EdZTAsZL4rD6nz2HZQno2RJ1nP/s320/IMG_0346.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">After this we went to a drive through light display. It was such a fun night with my little family! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje3RxQS_GFycyyekZzolsSuAiE63rzsmF_CqBGerBrXk4kRkmiHOqxdmDYeGbowQsraTzaEsiSq-clJkmVnWJwVS8TgZ0_7lLUpzOhOfHOz0XMHerE7s6rDJJeGeTUGTynvFwjPJRL69Mj/s4032/IMG_0416.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEje3RxQS_GFycyyekZzolsSuAiE63rzsmF_CqBGerBrXk4kRkmiHOqxdmDYeGbowQsraTzaEsiSq-clJkmVnWJwVS8TgZ0_7lLUpzOhOfHOz0XMHerE7s6rDJJeGeTUGTynvFwjPJRL69Mj/s320/IMG_0416.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The weekend before Christmas we wanted to do our annual trip to Bass Pro Shop to see Santa. This year you had to have an appointment. Our store didn't have any times available but the Cabela store in Huntsville had some so we booked a time there. We decided to make a night of it and had another fun family night.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju5as6U0Tup0mVY-7J5T6od7ClZ6x3IydyllA4cclaz71W5R1inR8Eg1xof6AhUPwft2-yKC4F1U32NoM0i5a8EinpZEC_TWTgOfI-rHG8ovEdfEq9B_NB-W0nb7sQJtIFLo1O3rUW5HAR/s4032/IMG_0413.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju5as6U0Tup0mVY-7J5T6od7ClZ6x3IydyllA4cclaz71W5R1inR8Eg1xof6AhUPwft2-yKC4F1U32NoM0i5a8EinpZEC_TWTgOfI-rHG8ovEdfEq9B_NB-W0nb7sQJtIFLo1O3rUW5HAR/s320/IMG_0413.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8dzYkLOMuNWvXDL9N8P3Nr-XH2-klguzzCO5rCPgNyzt4hmBUGRaOLTQgO5OFdUkE0P_itMx2JtZm4ryW23odKRBVYk908eTdeJwjTqy6nsaKQ-FU06UzLapHuK_HvyBDfF7OXHM1KVMU/s4032/IMG_0412.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8dzYkLOMuNWvXDL9N8P3Nr-XH2-klguzzCO5rCPgNyzt4hmBUGRaOLTQgO5OFdUkE0P_itMx2JtZm4ryW23odKRBVYk908eTdeJwjTqy6nsaKQ-FU06UzLapHuK_HvyBDfF7OXHM1KVMU/s320/IMG_0412.HEIC" /></a><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr-Mj1C0BQX05RujREGlC7BVx23FrONHoM7EK2v58Ml9W0pmf_R2HkRmuAekQU-cgk8LISmocdluBtNxrq_Ev1Y32TjrtpeOeZyJlPuCW2dnHpZR5q8nFZyHyFr7wvgEuE_HYudbaVhDph/s4032/IMG_0427.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr-Mj1C0BQX05RujREGlC7BVx23FrONHoM7EK2v58Ml9W0pmf_R2HkRmuAekQU-cgk8LISmocdluBtNxrq_Ev1Y32TjrtpeOeZyJlPuCW2dnHpZR5q8nFZyHyFr7wvgEuE_HYudbaVhDph/s320/IMG_0427.HEIC" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgZHdSkIsbk-0NAliuHhcPluaMxsqw-EBNJ11S4cG1M_gpb3M6syPLodKsDwTAio2KrE3ZJUYnXbbnonqX6mBpo-74IFiUYHdQldzFYM6PoJTuFgdZG-Tu0Gyey2Mt4I3w6f9JVO4gY7Ni/s4032/IMG_0426.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgZHdSkIsbk-0NAliuHhcPluaMxsqw-EBNJ11S4cG1M_gpb3M6syPLodKsDwTAio2KrE3ZJUYnXbbnonqX6mBpo-74IFiUYHdQldzFYM6PoJTuFgdZG-Tu0Gyey2Mt4I3w6f9JVO4gY7Ni/s320/IMG_0426.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">After we saw Santa we made our way to Big Spring Park to see the Tinsel Trail. There were so many trees, it was so pretty!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxLgEXfVhgSUSRKNIvrEK_xXhFTx3_9cMOoGWQ7q2eElrFpS1V2ZrxPUFq8g7SxN_X3QyjB9KjSL7TfaP1GU83KPG7Q-UqldawvIUhCBI7xBixuFKg0xiDL8PWlZ0xaxGy2H_DG_qe-B1J/s3088/IMG_0424.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxLgEXfVhgSUSRKNIvrEK_xXhFTx3_9cMOoGWQ7q2eElrFpS1V2ZrxPUFq8g7SxN_X3QyjB9KjSL7TfaP1GU83KPG7Q-UqldawvIUhCBI7xBixuFKg0xiDL8PWlZ0xaxGy2H_DG_qe-B1J/s320/IMG_0424.HEIC" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha2zACYlYJjed_XqpbUa0n8NdPQAFATmpvJ9E09J51BdDmmOqWE3tblao_g8zApAVk9m_wlKJCUjbffv56U4sX8438fGPVStDnW6Q30D3PqviuJHV1Oopywe88iz-P-6JJz8-tA4fkshra/s4032/IMG_0423.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha2zACYlYJjed_XqpbUa0n8NdPQAFATmpvJ9E09J51BdDmmOqWE3tblao_g8zApAVk9m_wlKJCUjbffv56U4sX8438fGPVStDnW6Q30D3PqviuJHV1Oopywe88iz-P-6JJz8-tA4fkshra/s320/IMG_0423.HEIC" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkmpN2nrt2aFxkB96_6eCnIBE3HvGu08gtOC1urS8OwbIQ0QK4lQEC3Egrm4PlSaV6bFvckkgUPT4kFEGD4kuXkSwZAf_WJPRV-g3PmS9zuaknuQflcBMcKSIu1EHHRjXGBte8acBwUNFC/s4032/IMG_0420.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkmpN2nrt2aFxkB96_6eCnIBE3HvGu08gtOC1urS8OwbIQ0QK4lQEC3Egrm4PlSaV6bFvckkgUPT4kFEGD4kuXkSwZAf_WJPRV-g3PmS9zuaknuQflcBMcKSIu1EHHRjXGBte8acBwUNFC/s320/IMG_0420.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHx4c7yiJOO59ztVZ4MU2uaEkMC7lT2LpHwdH6MKSjOnBL957wH6U7THC6fcZ8Ss96bcWlphGapaFxcvPBlJTbP6iCnu7Kgf6vtQNfV9k4PkEEGvYCmpF4DGigOBgggBhEnctkZd7Nd8je/s4032/IMG_0418.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHx4c7yiJOO59ztVZ4MU2uaEkMC7lT2LpHwdH6MKSjOnBL957wH6U7THC6fcZ8Ss96bcWlphGapaFxcvPBlJTbP6iCnu7Kgf6vtQNfV9k4PkEEGvYCmpF4DGigOBgggBhEnctkZd7Nd8je/s320/IMG_0418.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Although the kids favorite part was feeding the ducks.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">After the park we were all starving. So I googled a restaurant. When we got there it looked like a bar from the outside, so we were a little nervous but it ended up being perfect. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I was so nervous adding a baby to the mix this year. I was worried we wouldn't be able to just pick up and go like we'd been able to. Our kids have gotten to such easy, fun ages I knew it would be different. Yes, it's more work, and not as easy but its still so much fun. The big kids are a big help. They love their baby sister and they just just as excited to take her and show her off as we do. It really is the sweetest. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /></div><br /><p></p>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13120662340027247032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606491534435373811.post-90572341376619724242020-12-28T10:17:00.002-06:002020-12-28T10:17:55.792-06:00December Happenings<p style="text-align: center;"> December flew by in a flash! We made the most of it! Lots of family fun. We made lots of memories together. </p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvvna5Bhh-ksndOnKBmIJd0TSowKIdKlPKJVCta66H_ysCywhegpZw5zbClkrtpbVrK8OppTP9CxVcZXj8Ob83SQ0b8YJG9LkkyOelkDabXn5yICituMFkeObMMBEd-AwMoBxp1_-biSWD/s4032/IMG_0221.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvvna5Bhh-ksndOnKBmIJd0TSowKIdKlPKJVCta66H_ysCywhegpZw5zbClkrtpbVrK8OppTP9CxVcZXj8Ob83SQ0b8YJG9LkkyOelkDabXn5yICituMFkeObMMBEd-AwMoBxp1_-biSWD/s320/IMG_0221.HEIC" /></a><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">December 1st Mr. elf arrived and brought us all pajamas. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4I8pOmPs42iEG3NBqrglOxLuH7IJmJeiURJYmp-M-U5XyVN9aHhfg8O1oKbaZTVaO_tqJM6vOq255InL1m0fwTzlH4vnmJWWpQ-NsccaLCcMTW6OSOVbiRE5jZMfCT5kjwrmcGaAsgMWs/s3264/IMG_7538.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3264" data-original-width="2448" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4I8pOmPs42iEG3NBqrglOxLuH7IJmJeiURJYmp-M-U5XyVN9aHhfg8O1oKbaZTVaO_tqJM6vOq255InL1m0fwTzlH4vnmJWWpQ-NsccaLCcMTW6OSOVbiRE5jZMfCT5kjwrmcGaAsgMWs/s320/IMG_7538.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Santa came by on the fire truck to collect his letters. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiubSaV9HFATDxU-mqxtYpJBJBGiFguUjVoqRgaqw7LBhdVwVY2Auws04g8mfp_CtScAlLUQS25dpHs566-lpixXlJr0OMHSD1mnGGlKukM0y8R53x0ARlOI-_HCzpoVVE2vI3YwRDcWMvm/s3264/IMG_7541.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3264" data-original-width="2448" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiubSaV9HFATDxU-mqxtYpJBJBGiFguUjVoqRgaqw7LBhdVwVY2Auws04g8mfp_CtScAlLUQS25dpHs566-lpixXlJr0OMHSD1mnGGlKukM0y8R53x0ARlOI-_HCzpoVVE2vI3YwRDcWMvm/s320/IMG_7541.JPG" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdiStjRjwRk_wPWlW6JZyF4F2p-sCRN3UyoUfytL_eS71o29Duek22WKuoaUOSdvZV6Z73wI2A2aw8vCKlZbulv11txIoM4zjQS0uiYw2rDHZOXcmInw_99khGHoKROxFfQy2PoJokhkli/s4032/IMG_0228.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdiStjRjwRk_wPWlW6JZyF4F2p-sCRN3UyoUfytL_eS71o29Duek22WKuoaUOSdvZV6Z73wI2A2aw8vCKlZbulv11txIoM4zjQS0uiYw2rDHZOXcmInw_99khGHoKROxFfQy2PoJokhkli/s320/IMG_0228.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Love this picture of my babies in matching jammies to kick off the season.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAyGT0RfoIvPp7VoN7qQI55Ek3wwjk0CyjVI9vMYCztGpvSjwQT4Lh9DEj1rJIHbZ3Tpsfkp9RYqajHdThnZejYiXVD9F_jjfGVVxKZddkZHM55EbzhVoVqhcRYRwpyUpzMiiM30pM5hgS/s4032/IMG_0234.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAyGT0RfoIvPp7VoN7qQI55Ek3wwjk0CyjVI9vMYCztGpvSjwQT4Lh9DEj1rJIHbZ3Tpsfkp9RYqajHdThnZejYiXVD9F_jjfGVVxKZddkZHM55EbzhVoVqhcRYRwpyUpzMiiM30pM5hgS/s320/IMG_0234.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">These little elf shoes were the perfect festive touch for all our holiday attire.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_dqzRjLeD9PKauO53qfjQPNzpvk3I27no2tIWSXY4Jyx6lhLfcO0g6HivcHR6tCQ_dnuGsP8-qd3U-7Af0TBu2yXRdmi9JpCTiJR-UFhUUu5Vc5-N9xnMDgi2Rr_bhR1zCmlYJfAPPqPZ/s4032/IMG_3755.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_dqzRjLeD9PKauO53qfjQPNzpvk3I27no2tIWSXY4Jyx6lhLfcO0g6HivcHR6tCQ_dnuGsP8-qd3U-7Af0TBu2yXRdmi9JpCTiJR-UFhUUu5Vc5-N9xnMDgi2Rr_bhR1zCmlYJfAPPqPZ/s320/IMG_3755.jpeg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We made it to the Gardendale Christmas Parade. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5Nzmtbbv_d89xRstWQgk7GMwZe3273-ABjnCq1QBURREI4p5G9EwIIZKsgo91uU1wNyhrr-M1_ydxnFDJMS_3DU7qHqz31T0jDWKS3mjj8KCQml16ZmSZjm9p7W66N7Mye-rC-LzId4E2/s4032/IMG_0265.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5Nzmtbbv_d89xRstWQgk7GMwZe3273-ABjnCq1QBURREI4p5G9EwIIZKsgo91uU1wNyhrr-M1_ydxnFDJMS_3DU7qHqz31T0jDWKS3mjj8KCQml16ZmSZjm9p7W66N7Mye-rC-LzId4E2/s320/IMG_0265.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The first Friday in December my parents got all the grandkids to build gingerbread houses. These are the only 4 that cooperated for my picture. The big kids spent the night. Adler and I went back Saturday morning to hang out. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1VTQHtKPiAHTL3sEOWzXlKHRQmFyMBLP3himOG4jJ9XHf7rELIOdpxIWF10seLjsjE3dlgi-V-b1XFxpGJZM-zOYHqBwEmzyHQ66gB9UCL1epk4hkBf1AdmppMYY2GI_x1BQEcjq_5Gy2/s4032/IMG_0277.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1VTQHtKPiAHTL3sEOWzXlKHRQmFyMBLP3himOG4jJ9XHf7rELIOdpxIWF10seLjsjE3dlgi-V-b1XFxpGJZM-zOYHqBwEmzyHQ66gB9UCL1epk4hkBf1AdmppMYY2GI_x1BQEcjq_5Gy2/s320/IMG_0277.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The girls stayed up entirely too late. But they had a blast together.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQA6tldrIgZLT2IR1KnITnWkxZpQgtdcTlAkpucBFWs8dVi1ujMxx7hFj6WQIxXEp5vriKfmMyyZq65CcmUnm8Erw75XV5m2PSoH8sPmmVm2JVzO7ginyfWptjgytHyB4odafdcvaeSsz9/s4032/IMG_0279.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQA6tldrIgZLT2IR1KnITnWkxZpQgtdcTlAkpucBFWs8dVi1ujMxx7hFj6WQIxXEp5vriKfmMyyZq65CcmUnm8Erw75XV5m2PSoH8sPmmVm2JVzO7ginyfWptjgytHyB4odafdcvaeSsz9/s320/IMG_0279.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Uncle John brought lots of fun toys to play on Saturday. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDId5IhVy2zvUG_1lM6XY54S12YVDSok83XoEUgQfbxMoRg7hdTCJNq3woX3v0s6ntmtW_17jMBEj-vgqs1tsjyJ4FQunx43sRHe6V0gP7x4Pt4l-0wdbIVE7qIomh8bRfvUG2SUa6P7qV/s4032/IMG_0283.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDId5IhVy2zvUG_1lM6XY54S12YVDSok83XoEUgQfbxMoRg7hdTCJNq3woX3v0s6ntmtW_17jMBEj-vgqs1tsjyJ4FQunx43sRHe6V0gP7x4Pt4l-0wdbIVE7qIomh8bRfvUG2SUa6P7qV/s320/IMG_0283.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We fully embraced hot chocolate and hot chocolate bombs this season.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Mgag27M17s13qWgH87TEuIGxeDdWt1oDErEcxMWq8LlALEUjrpWNR2T8y7oQLBGALjX7nui57U5FkS9B9txzXEL_FVP5B52oVWofxy_Ul-251ZV8zADmlZ3bQ9jrbDgQPdIWjBWcU60e/s4032/IMG_0295.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3Mgag27M17s13qWgH87TEuIGxeDdWt1oDErEcxMWq8LlALEUjrpWNR2T8y7oQLBGALjX7nui57U5FkS9B9txzXEL_FVP5B52oVWofxy_Ul-251ZV8zADmlZ3bQ9jrbDgQPdIWjBWcU60e/s320/IMG_0295.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I can't remember what this dress up day was but she looked adorable.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_ntvyK0TwXCvIwaqBy8b-Y3yQyVSW6cvtptrRKxAsOMj85bgc59u0zWVHcdSZJAkZwinI1Le9veGbVJaeT9eXTqgiqt2OYKVt-TdXWWrHr5z73TrMcIq8OASYLoPIRqdr8dg1kYJ7Fcyy/s4032/IMG_0304.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_ntvyK0TwXCvIwaqBy8b-Y3yQyVSW6cvtptrRKxAsOMj85bgc59u0zWVHcdSZJAkZwinI1Le9veGbVJaeT9eXTqgiqt2OYKVt-TdXWWrHr5z73TrMcIq8OASYLoPIRqdr8dg1kYJ7Fcyy/s320/IMG_0304.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The sweetest smile. Those early morning feedings are just the sweetest. I usually just hold her for far too long after that feeding. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdgaqVaHkAm7FkZpU2EkPVAds7wvlfGwXKFz16sVrhxg08NmG5UkFVHtUkxGC6faf2xo3ju50suSZQAdiym0hvf5H3YQ9wVLwZU5mTQH5Mve5RC29dfrsTn70mCypBY9SvoUpEf2wU50hM/s4032/IMG_0315.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdgaqVaHkAm7FkZpU2EkPVAds7wvlfGwXKFz16sVrhxg08NmG5UkFVHtUkxGC6faf2xo3ju50suSZQAdiym0hvf5H3YQ9wVLwZU5mTQH5Mve5RC29dfrsTn70mCypBY9SvoUpEf2wU50hM/s320/IMG_0315.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0uGGOZMOVknnF934P1H9NPKks62hlWUYKWRB6PuHKL9QGOeZcyZKsge4dnLcVID1D-9Ihd9rJHzOlg3M0kcZ89lFuEBrliM20GY_hBzVkgP0-6J_6cqhrkoVN5GRT5xbOA_TrievxPA_9/s4032/IMG_0362.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0uGGOZMOVknnF934P1H9NPKks62hlWUYKWRB6PuHKL9QGOeZcyZKsge4dnLcVID1D-9Ihd9rJHzOlg3M0kcZ89lFuEBrliM20GY_hBzVkgP0-6J_6cqhrkoVN5GRT5xbOA_TrievxPA_9/s320/IMG_0362.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She dressed herself to go to my parents one Sunday for lunch. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDgcgAa53MSjJOFwJIAa4kj_t810vwzI32ZyDN9Xn74off6HMTIA_bd_uyFVhoZi72eX5DgX9HvF-Fe_D9CT0v4wLhhrqjjBI9dIq3AqzoFfHAGCzpWrvLZ15IqJSPtXa6DvLghaCvXJDo/s4032/IMG_0375.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDgcgAa53MSjJOFwJIAa4kj_t810vwzI32ZyDN9Xn74off6HMTIA_bd_uyFVhoZi72eX5DgX9HvF-Fe_D9CT0v4wLhhrqjjBI9dIq3AqzoFfHAGCzpWrvLZ15IqJSPtXa6DvLghaCvXJDo/s320/IMG_0375.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">They are the best of friends.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisu0wL9nuN-mX1YDverQzivurCFHwisfzf20oAJV6X986y3z3UG3K8mpzZfPD-SB1abYmRnHih4Cy5f8eAn8Y-0keGAsoYYxHKEKgdkTzu6uQLGtOKNwhJnpaVaXaOLEQkWJ_gsXwbx4q2/s4032/IMG_0378.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisu0wL9nuN-mX1YDverQzivurCFHwisfzf20oAJV6X986y3z3UG3K8mpzZfPD-SB1abYmRnHih4Cy5f8eAn8Y-0keGAsoYYxHKEKgdkTzu6uQLGtOKNwhJnpaVaXaOLEQkWJ_gsXwbx4q2/s320/IMG_0378.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgy1m_QDegc5WjydFmmwiYWhapFWHtErG-u3YWqCKsf1UshFL_tCwnqvW4g8mZwWL10Pgsc4rw_Io-lToewAasmK1aiJO4FjKj6nK0rvHYOkZPfRLtN-PL2leqJvOfXJ3mPamrsOeZEPr_/s4032/IMG_0390.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgy1m_QDegc5WjydFmmwiYWhapFWHtErG-u3YWqCKsf1UshFL_tCwnqvW4g8mZwWL10Pgsc4rw_Io-lToewAasmK1aiJO4FjKj6nK0rvHYOkZPfRLtN-PL2leqJvOfXJ3mPamrsOeZEPr_/s320/IMG_0390.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My helper. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU3oluJe_P7UBcIfg1-9Yr3rjZeOve8mVu6s2DvfWnsFQq0OAaOCaZ_UiLuAYv8onZbBaDAIWOPI505bzGfnTyKZcAl6syaoktmrMZ78sWsZ_J3xACgXcR-w9ibX-4b08QiZhJTHna7xAO/s4032/IMG_0391.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU3oluJe_P7UBcIfg1-9Yr3rjZeOve8mVu6s2DvfWnsFQq0OAaOCaZ_UiLuAYv8onZbBaDAIWOPI505bzGfnTyKZcAl6syaoktmrMZ78sWsZ_J3xACgXcR-w9ibX-4b08QiZhJTHna7xAO/s320/IMG_0391.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">AveryAnn got this huge princess tent. It was a pain to assemble but she loves it. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCQblbmPWhaUlR8yPnISI1awVAZphOyU43-Ac89Z3n80RBz7LW2_nwfRqgIAeVpK2pkaphenBYOK-ALJNNno4R_Bt4-mNMTRg3zdLpDJK0arEjOsJo25KTQNXzCGazEr4yaL1jXPvlmZ3a/s4032/IMG_0399.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCQblbmPWhaUlR8yPnISI1awVAZphOyU43-Ac89Z3n80RBz7LW2_nwfRqgIAeVpK2pkaphenBYOK-ALJNNno4R_Bt4-mNMTRg3zdLpDJK0arEjOsJo25KTQNXzCGazEr4yaL1jXPvlmZ3a/s320/IMG_0399.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She got this snow globe from her school party. She and Barrett convinced themselves it was a "Santa Cam".</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_vWOYqjvPdCHgaxeEFuDe0QRejOEpPsVktxasdZor1j-xeZV3KTpKfeGoYwYXhdOlG6tE5DgxFsQChY55Q1_KQqZT_lc2ryFpveE7bBrxaenp5bH2t_7job3r4BIyeTEAskCScwjZTPgG/s3088/IMG_0450.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_vWOYqjvPdCHgaxeEFuDe0QRejOEpPsVktxasdZor1j-xeZV3KTpKfeGoYwYXhdOlG6tE5DgxFsQChY55Q1_KQqZT_lc2ryFpveE7bBrxaenp5bH2t_7job3r4BIyeTEAskCScwjZTPgG/s320/IMG_0450.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">More snuggles.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisyMqh01xySVkazsyaWcrMRl5He_WplJ8qBPbtBzBqTitDanPJfn5lv8EqzKSH5rgjhxkF70fHF_pZVV6TLtsSdWs1wqFxQ2RMMnpqqC0zpABAU3wcUZXW_xW6W_g6jgQKbkaTi4v2trZ5/s4032/IMG_0456.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisyMqh01xySVkazsyaWcrMRl5He_WplJ8qBPbtBzBqTitDanPJfn5lv8EqzKSH5rgjhxkF70fHF_pZVV6TLtsSdWs1wqFxQ2RMMnpqqC0zpABAU3wcUZXW_xW6W_g6jgQKbkaTi4v2trZ5/s320/IMG_0456.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">A little tummy time. She's not a huge fan.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinJzzOGk00fDvBUIkiwoyT_4Fp5m7-kFim3xPX7qwdd2I7skiprnPYxdqLHykOpu39sOk9MeOuqZvcTSUNp-jHPLGPy0ppAUYSquLaYWd7pOUQ3Eue2qebMBjTiIzi8TMRpXYazdZ8es0C/s3088/IMG_0460.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinJzzOGk00fDvBUIkiwoyT_4Fp5m7-kFim3xPX7qwdd2I7skiprnPYxdqLHykOpu39sOk9MeOuqZvcTSUNp-jHPLGPy0ppAUYSquLaYWd7pOUQ3Eue2qebMBjTiIzi8TMRpXYazdZ8es0C/s320/IMG_0460.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I'm trying to be more active and I was going to go on a walk and she insisted she go with me. I really, really wanted to go alone, but she was so sweet I couldn't say no! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13120662340027247032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606491534435373811.post-54003488393129507582020-12-22T16:06:00.000-06:002020-12-22T16:06:07.710-06:00Adler Two Months<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGtZpSLlyjCdAJkTOpnnTdaHy229PjsXWOSsNJ5lQXQtIOpvQEPEqPmCMZzHqrlRbp2M4VxF2Ns48ZS4hegK4dXWdEelv_wFEaekYHMKVB-shXsPBPLWOC365t3Vs0MMW2V8JpRGRlinxL/s2048/IMG_0444.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="2048" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGtZpSLlyjCdAJkTOpnnTdaHy229PjsXWOSsNJ5lQXQtIOpvQEPEqPmCMZzHqrlRbp2M4VxF2Ns48ZS4hegK4dXWdEelv_wFEaekYHMKVB-shXsPBPLWOC365t3Vs0MMW2V8JpRGRlinxL/s320/IMG_0444.JPG" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Two months! You are two months old now. I can hardly believe it. I feel like you've grown and changed so much this month. There's no newborn baby left. We are just soaking up all this time with you. Your big brother and sister are out of school for two whole weeks and we're making the most of it!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">(These pictures aren't great but they'll have to do this month. I'm already 3 days late with this post as it is.)</div><div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjofcwr0MPhG9UpB_SW4cF0FUdmAlgPwPd2hfY4QwPAeoerH9RL4W52ljCPC5f0DPFQ__baBQHIeKJZVGFu2xmOD9N6XBLqhl2KrTXyT_nPDsWT-jzH1FlsGbsCX91M40-ik_NQfK7qBce9/s1958/IMG_0435.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1958" data-original-width="1468" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjofcwr0MPhG9UpB_SW4cF0FUdmAlgPwPd2hfY4QwPAeoerH9RL4W52ljCPC5f0DPFQ__baBQHIeKJZVGFu2xmOD9N6XBLqhl2KrTXyT_nPDsWT-jzH1FlsGbsCX91M40-ik_NQfK7qBce9/s320/IMG_0435.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You had your two month checkup with Dr. Farr yesterday and you're growing like a weed. You're up to 11 pounds and 11 ounces and 23 inches long (70-90th percentile for both). Up three whole pounds from birth. You're wearing 0-3 month and 3 month clothes. I ordered the sweetest outfits for Christmas and they finally arrived so we've been wearing them as much as we can! You're still wearing a size one diaper but I think this will be our last box of those.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYm0nximLyWw3J7m0SxAEBQZtHJcmrUgf2FdV6XzxmJ7OF602LCzIJ-WI2GCzCF9WApRoP3IyYcA4loSmW_XFNrb_aSA7UJQNNigsiJ9fb99-4Ff_q1d-UIYz73tKQa05hmCO6_RsBtzUE/s4032/IMG_0436.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYm0nximLyWw3J7m0SxAEBQZtHJcmrUgf2FdV6XzxmJ7OF602LCzIJ-WI2GCzCF9WApRoP3IyYcA4loSmW_XFNrb_aSA7UJQNNigsiJ9fb99-4Ff_q1d-UIYz73tKQa05hmCO6_RsBtzUE/s320/IMG_0436.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You eat 4oz every 3-4 hours during the day (around 6 times a day). Thankfully, you're sleeping 6-8 hours at night. The week of Thanksgiving you didn't sleep more than two hours at a time and I thought I might have a nervous breakdown, but we survived and you started sleeping 6 hour stretches and then 8 hours. We're trying to start letting you soothe yourself to sleep but I just want to hold you all the time. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxSrHlNyr4KKWYW-3NTMzrZiOyVi1ahXmX0JJl3hijyZLaJ6zHmPfczWhrHG9O5j-sqAP_XfdJ5qnqFpn61L89Y4_hKuBv_NF9upcJyWUh5pv8S_ZNXOj-mED-5HQ9YRG7ZnJz4kijcFd7/s4032/IMG_0439.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxSrHlNyr4KKWYW-3NTMzrZiOyVi1ahXmX0JJl3hijyZLaJ6zHmPfczWhrHG9O5j-sqAP_XfdJ5qnqFpn61L89Y4_hKuBv_NF9upcJyWUh5pv8S_ZNXOj-mED-5HQ9YRG7ZnJz4kijcFd7/s320/IMG_0439.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We've had a busy month! We celebrated Thanksgiving with both sides of the family and you were a trooper! We went hiking at the GUTS trail and Turkey Creek. I use the term "hiking" loosely but we walked in the woods and you did great! We've gotten to go on a couple family Christmas outings and you were so sweet. We saw Santa and you didn't cry. We ate in a restaurant and you were so good. We went on extended car rides to see all the pretty lights and you tolerated us. I was so scared that we'd never be able to leave the house again after having another baby but we've just taken you right along!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrFiaAedB3UlT3-hsFm73py7W33jDYkteApL4dxSJ3Kwo2QQR2Z6uLpwtMLEI8vH1b5Dd7QtGWNvAsM7W8nZHR1RCOagWQ1SGjAZu-Cv2f9tXgQ6R0YU7nxHpoiRc5KOsMrXxTdZsPambP/s4032/IMG_0431.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrFiaAedB3UlT3-hsFm73py7W33jDYkteApL4dxSJ3Kwo2QQR2Z6uLpwtMLEI8vH1b5Dd7QtGWNvAsM7W8nZHR1RCOagWQ1SGjAZu-Cv2f9tXgQ6R0YU7nxHpoiRc5KOsMrXxTdZsPambP/s320/IMG_0431.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You are more and more alert and want to know what everyone is doing. You love AveryAnn and Barrett so much. They love you too. You are grasping everything you get your hands on, especially mine and AveryAnn's hair.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Highlights this month...Thanksgiving, sleeping 8 hours at night, going for walks with you in your stroller, seeing you laugh and smile at your siblings, celebrating the Christmas season with you. You have changed us all for the better and we're so thankful you're here.</div><br /><p></p>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13120662340027247032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606491534435373811.post-31774034095464064302020-12-17T15:00:00.001-06:002020-12-17T15:00:43.504-06:00November<p style="text-align: center;"> We had a whirlwind November. It all flew by. We all enjoyed some cuddle time with Adler! Barrett was so proud because he picked her up and soothed her while I was in the bathroom. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhcBVdHErGXqoDQzSYs4Vlat9XYQPnecyAya7fPjX8vulDkxRxguUHqJRKaMcoaMJOvz0zmSAg7YqlL6zGlzDuBjJmyWLVKX01CFb_CiAEPnT_Cn0BPqntgWogkCBXvX7c7xELHiQL-hTF/s4032/IMG_0028.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhcBVdHErGXqoDQzSYs4Vlat9XYQPnecyAya7fPjX8vulDkxRxguUHqJRKaMcoaMJOvz0zmSAg7YqlL6zGlzDuBjJmyWLVKX01CFb_CiAEPnT_Cn0BPqntgWogkCBXvX7c7xELHiQL-hTF/s320/IMG_0028.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_nxAG_LOuwur7BTXA35h8JPGcYMB9GJloeEfjlKuK6y02501TISii07Z69cC_fUjd9xzNxPBl425EsliYNUVJKUqem5by-bjxMXRhLD2a0bmxo51TE00Du7nri2EkFKucA-muXfQcTxjV/s4032/IMG_0027.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_nxAG_LOuwur7BTXA35h8JPGcYMB9GJloeEfjlKuK6y02501TISii07Z69cC_fUjd9xzNxPBl425EsliYNUVJKUqem5by-bjxMXRhLD2a0bmxo51TE00Du7nri2EkFKucA-muXfQcTxjV/s320/IMG_0027.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We think she's looking more like Barrett lately.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixnHjVPpRxyt1YpbR8LvDEepwRrTKQomUVC_Qm_H0z7yvtKsNz3K0FiCTvj73UoWDwouAE2yEElgy6s-mC_attomk7ZYqGAygBhWB_jRmfEVrCkGQPAdXUrxGGzoLz55JdZEEF7LkAlJBy/s3088/IMG_0107.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixnHjVPpRxyt1YpbR8LvDEepwRrTKQomUVC_Qm_H0z7yvtKsNz3K0FiCTvj73UoWDwouAE2yEElgy6s-mC_attomk7ZYqGAygBhWB_jRmfEVrCkGQPAdXUrxGGzoLz55JdZEEF7LkAlJBy/s320/IMG_0107.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">One of our Fridays at home.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeXMBgHGtRzihN_Wc4APVn_mmUtYqA81yjJKnpM5y10hyW6p1o24XIy51VSlCTXal3zm3Y-CglPdKf3Gz6zgotzUPAeLQKy142tBTdLg-ffkfZ8TjSUlTP2DPiDDRNgD_HiMs9bRdgpt0t/s4032/IMG_0095.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeXMBgHGtRzihN_Wc4APVn_mmUtYqA81yjJKnpM5y10hyW6p1o24XIy51VSlCTXal3zm3Y-CglPdKf3Gz6zgotzUPAeLQKy142tBTdLg-ffkfZ8TjSUlTP2DPiDDRNgD_HiMs9bRdgpt0t/s320/IMG_0095.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Best friends.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikm2b5HPDKlYClhHXetgerpIyAlxSGf8JTs4PC0f6amTOZaH04tv7L0rEj5h_ey2j_6tqdh1fqtkrcUhmWqFo2Me3Gtz3kJFLF-oZenhqyBixdCUKSZdh7Hwu2sdhJCgBqHpIep4KbqlmU/s4032/IMG_0094.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikm2b5HPDKlYClhHXetgerpIyAlxSGf8JTs4PC0f6amTOZaH04tv7L0rEj5h_ey2j_6tqdh1fqtkrcUhmWqFo2Me3Gtz3kJFLF-oZenhqyBixdCUKSZdh7Hwu2sdhJCgBqHpIep4KbqlmU/s320/IMG_0094.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She was not a big fan of bath time at first but she's coming around. I started putting AveryAnn in there with her and she seems to enjoy it more.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwcxn-n2gJ2ww-WYWg9qbepBKeBbCT7NFjuyma0P8x6IEkXh0MAnej8g3nB_zjIRedOTG8HAoceIQ-KObXtFDzdfC7aYUOmwTvQeaLmToPTEKRFgAhNIZ3y5Fs-ZCU8TU-g6iXcGjNOrt3/s4032/IMG_0067.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwcxn-n2gJ2ww-WYWg9qbepBKeBbCT7NFjuyma0P8x6IEkXh0MAnej8g3nB_zjIRedOTG8HAoceIQ-KObXtFDzdfC7aYUOmwTvQeaLmToPTEKRFgAhNIZ3y5Fs-ZCU8TU-g6iXcGjNOrt3/s320/IMG_0067.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She loves laying in her bed to get away from everyone. As you can see a determined big sister still got her hands on her.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjriit61xH9noQ_AMtC8kXeEFccPqL8ocUArjmoMLALGAmsQZ9HWGlTSYx34n36ZG_JJmmZs8yRpU2ndLRyM5SXgLLi2dus7D1ZgU2Z54JkHkoc6A3LsaXK7YDxbyJTLqmK-2OBSb44WnRX/s4032/IMG_0036.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjriit61xH9noQ_AMtC8kXeEFccPqL8ocUArjmoMLALGAmsQZ9HWGlTSYx34n36ZG_JJmmZs8yRpU2ndLRyM5SXgLLi2dus7D1ZgU2Z54JkHkoc6A3LsaXK7YDxbyJTLqmK-2OBSb44WnRX/s320/IMG_0036.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She loves feeding her.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7fYJ7VChg4E_9IHC6XNORCfsBfEvTAkD6CL6Q0w1CWVpwMtmBJV0Kivs6wFFdfQvBymZyBThWeiL8MonYVjOlzay7V5bcZbHRqLQj4eOOoNrb4DHWNxQwOzbHv0MjGUB6mL0cr24Yn-_k/s3088/IMG_0034.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7fYJ7VChg4E_9IHC6XNORCfsBfEvTAkD6CL6Q0w1CWVpwMtmBJV0Kivs6wFFdfQvBymZyBThWeiL8MonYVjOlzay7V5bcZbHRqLQj4eOOoNrb4DHWNxQwOzbHv0MjGUB6mL0cr24Yn-_k/s320/IMG_0034.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This already feels like a distant memory. It's like the harder I try to make time slow down the faster it zooms by.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSpGc7EiQbLhx5HRUXagzqhecuPkM4Maku7J-mDpiVy71IPp3Fh0YK6WbMhwRzHneyc4H752gZUzxLgj5PqXdq7ZHR4J0pnLHllnJjUEofMRVyrKFDGIhQKLEgVS9T3aqCuratB3jSMeJe/s4032/IMG_0035.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSpGc7EiQbLhx5HRUXagzqhecuPkM4Maku7J-mDpiVy71IPp3Fh0YK6WbMhwRzHneyc4H752gZUzxLgj5PqXdq7ZHR4J0pnLHllnJjUEofMRVyrKFDGIhQKLEgVS9T3aqCuratB3jSMeJe/s320/IMG_0035.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We have to sit in the car during dance so we've started using that as our spelling practice time. I have really enjoyed all the time I've gotten to spend with him this year.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1yPL8DC7pUVNxcLEh-6mxGDk34UDYVCvDvZLcGjYJlTigfibcmlj3jZSbrz5EObRiqYYPR3yPY_YticwGhhWQeCpssetpC49SXD1Tejohhn7bucLzHDWxdkygvrSTYb2e3S7UzBw3dzI0/s4032/IMG_0119.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1yPL8DC7pUVNxcLEh-6mxGDk34UDYVCvDvZLcGjYJlTigfibcmlj3jZSbrz5EObRiqYYPR3yPY_YticwGhhWQeCpssetpC49SXD1Tejohhn7bucLzHDWxdkygvrSTYb2e3S7UzBw3dzI0/s320/IMG_0119.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">AveryAnn loves to "babysit" anytime I leave the room. It's the sweetest.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdFbyt95krfoeZ29o9hr-lkHcGIY7zX5NTzd7iACATbZypjxHdkvSZgbL9CBxremyeNa-DSE-Ym3B0pXO5YRScPGKZjN-Zq8zehtrvTNkhphRmCNFfO8o1Rotvz7n7mIheM4w1uFuEC-Su/s4032/IMG_0128.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdFbyt95krfoeZ29o9hr-lkHcGIY7zX5NTzd7iACATbZypjxHdkvSZgbL9CBxremyeNa-DSE-Ym3B0pXO5YRScPGKZjN-Zq8zehtrvTNkhphRmCNFfO8o1Rotvz7n7mIheM4w1uFuEC-Su/s320/IMG_0128.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Strolling around while the big kids wanted to ride bikes that quickly turned into them fighting over who gets to push her in the stroller.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz2oMcTGnBdb-BoasBnDq79-3Q248TBko8iSOeOIoLDDDvceiTs6SO9zJhnSvJ7iNPThvGz0RdXR141ym_xmYvEMXn0NtOpBtdcTWAnuMLfCZRRgRu8muNfV_cM_7qMATwx-boeCWfHSQd/s1415/IMG_0126.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1415" data-original-width="1061" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhz2oMcTGnBdb-BoasBnDq79-3Q248TBko8iSOeOIoLDDDvceiTs6SO9zJhnSvJ7iNPThvGz0RdXR141ym_xmYvEMXn0NtOpBtdcTWAnuMLfCZRRgRu8muNfV_cM_7qMATwx-boeCWfHSQd/s320/IMG_0126.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Pushing her real live baby doll.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCw2lCNgs9fVYYoOWDoyUzwIGl2ue9sRf6PpklMxygpd6w6C4pYeeJBoxBx7PT4NKTMlNis8ATYbfkBdWmyw7UohIS1wiYGtr7BloFoeGczbnL9wNtSOLpopTFYyBAaJE_ugjYnsKru8WN/s4032/IMG_0125.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCw2lCNgs9fVYYoOWDoyUzwIGl2ue9sRf6PpklMxygpd6w6C4pYeeJBoxBx7PT4NKTMlNis8ATYbfkBdWmyw7UohIS1wiYGtr7BloFoeGczbnL9wNtSOLpopTFYyBAaJE_ugjYnsKru8WN/s320/IMG_0125.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFYntV8P22FBg92IFWvRxg8AEj76orqSR5f6VAmydnN7LwGdwxgzbgxl8j6jul1DKOcmvCz_SK3k5HMCxn4Irn5WfVs6H-6FM2P6lupiPljqHE0Sma6eH5AOvoQWpGdrre0Vcn5dYHkrA6/s1440/C73641CE-E10F-4FB1-B200-B0BB6F70A8B3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1440" data-original-width="1440" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFYntV8P22FBg92IFWvRxg8AEj76orqSR5f6VAmydnN7LwGdwxgzbgxl8j6jul1DKOcmvCz_SK3k5HMCxn4Irn5WfVs6H-6FM2P6lupiPljqHE0Sma6eH5AOvoQWpGdrre0Vcn5dYHkrA6/s320/C73641CE-E10F-4FB1-B200-B0BB6F70A8B3.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The week of Thanksgiving we hit up the GUTS trail. The kids had a blast. It's an easy mile there and back and I can wear the baby. We will probably be hitting it up several times over the holiday as the weather permits.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitkGwlLTwdtGSLBY5NAHvBejB7iFq2SL3-fTQujEPMJY3Gs-SFUliatL7T7GfKgJLxL-5cVDhffAveOjZWHvGfweBN-m_w1mkTNQNQccLKP6yDdyJUKMib1yiMyjGoBNGqS5eDfwN5lcKK/s4032/IMG_0149.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitkGwlLTwdtGSLBY5NAHvBejB7iFq2SL3-fTQujEPMJY3Gs-SFUliatL7T7GfKgJLxL-5cVDhffAveOjZWHvGfweBN-m_w1mkTNQNQccLKP6yDdyJUKMib1yiMyjGoBNGqS5eDfwN5lcKK/s320/IMG_0149.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We went to the park afterwards and slept!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid4mc86yW5oqjv-LJJ9XFny58FtcyaAxqBtW27m3Gt41IV9kZjmTpCmYzMdi-WHN8WKdvbhZq21DS7BAfo4gf09oGNMkVLEiwtfogSh0dC6uYWnUayXtN_b-P5J4PXq00VWvqQa_81AZy9/s3088/IMG_0147.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid4mc86yW5oqjv-LJJ9XFny58FtcyaAxqBtW27m3Gt41IV9kZjmTpCmYzMdi-WHN8WKdvbhZq21DS7BAfo4gf09oGNMkVLEiwtfogSh0dC6uYWnUayXtN_b-P5J4PXq00VWvqQa_81AZy9/s320/IMG_0147.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Fun morning with my babies.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOMcExzOVDL7Z_WSYvRLVgd8rxbsISIn2qOgzsnzdmKiFyMy6sY4YNm1F04OlZ-RNKYlwKrYK0AggjnVTIRFH-kKa-if8OaMS0RlM-GTrjE6Ms4FTIynsP5upY2mPK8c9PPx8TJYlcjpRX/s4032/IMG_0146.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOMcExzOVDL7Z_WSYvRLVgd8rxbsISIn2qOgzsnzdmKiFyMy6sY4YNm1F04OlZ-RNKYlwKrYK0AggjnVTIRFH-kKa-if8OaMS0RlM-GTrjE6Ms4FTIynsP5upY2mPK8c9PPx8TJYlcjpRX/s320/IMG_0146.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She was so proud of her outfit that she picked out herself.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLTH3pWTJbg6vcK1AjEwh4p5oBDlukDon0W9EIywnKnhF15H_IEJ1L0bSoaFDGycv5zK9iL4nEGqbtLRRFjjb0D4VOMojBB4KJ3PJlAZv9QJepUydSaDj6xuZeRUYrQK0i_tMVPRrBITC7/s3088/IMG_0140.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLTH3pWTJbg6vcK1AjEwh4p5oBDlukDon0W9EIywnKnhF15H_IEJ1L0bSoaFDGycv5zK9iL4nEGqbtLRRFjjb0D4VOMojBB4KJ3PJlAZv9QJepUydSaDj6xuZeRUYrQK0i_tMVPRrBITC7/s320/IMG_0140.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Snuggled in for the "hike".</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0DPT0RucNwlH6w5C9a8kKea9iyi4Ds6GHDOnlZ1SSTTHjm7UsEpHt-rkl2WxyYlRYpoPE5KDiYv9Z3BT_ZQ6UPJaGKjFO3XxxToYovd85UyiHTqtSx12zkmtVU2taCkETM14GrKtbqtvm/s3088/IMG_0136.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0DPT0RucNwlH6w5C9a8kKea9iyi4Ds6GHDOnlZ1SSTTHjm7UsEpHt-rkl2WxyYlRYpoPE5KDiYv9Z3BT_ZQ6UPJaGKjFO3XxxToYovd85UyiHTqtSx12zkmtVU2taCkETM14GrKtbqtvm/s320/IMG_0136.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Morning snuggles with my girls.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5yBeVcRsjFWJwN1g-GraTuIqUE1ZXM9ViH4_GwjLlilODRQHw3nfRmaiHqql-a-O17H9L0yGRY8QO2KBXEpYWG2nbDGHmVXyuQ3oAW_fpvw6xgdFmXVczfKanzsCWlziKt30UAmDwp3pR/s4032/IMG_0175.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5yBeVcRsjFWJwN1g-GraTuIqUE1ZXM9ViH4_GwjLlilODRQHw3nfRmaiHqql-a-O17H9L0yGRY8QO2KBXEpYWG2nbDGHmVXyuQ3oAW_fpvw6xgdFmXVczfKanzsCWlziKt30UAmDwp3pR/s320/IMG_0175.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We didn't play kickball this year on black Friday, so my sister and I took the kids to Turkey Creek. Thats them on the top of that rock.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3s1LAxj_SUVRIVYgD5H-NfMxvJ5G2KNXY6opiW29LLno8uJUHCLcy2bTFaUPaO-KFGjfmDHRXffp2bZLsDx7_42NOSI3TpnSh1JCdfnOBfy5Gq3N9KBIkj-q9XfD4a0RiG3Rb04y1pZ9x/s4032/IMG_0176.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3s1LAxj_SUVRIVYgD5H-NfMxvJ5G2KNXY6opiW29LLno8uJUHCLcy2bTFaUPaO-KFGjfmDHRXffp2bZLsDx7_42NOSI3TpnSh1JCdfnOBfy5Gq3N9KBIkj-q9XfD4a0RiG3Rb04y1pZ9x/s320/IMG_0176.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Again, so proud of her "hiking" outfit.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg07wNtx9LO7fOgO58TtYNcEaCzVwes77_dwVLnOS6mK7VqVqVT0amis8KH-2MSSrZJmtPyLzbgN83thieruAo4TTgvM95hyphenhyphenSjVKZAWCOoSwPT912HO8_-UujVNBWD3dKrs4yQ7PrrCla14/s4032/IMG_0178.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg07wNtx9LO7fOgO58TtYNcEaCzVwes77_dwVLnOS6mK7VqVqVT0amis8KH-2MSSrZJmtPyLzbgN83thieruAo4TTgvM95hyphenhyphenSjVKZAWCOoSwPT912HO8_-UujVNBWD3dKrs4yQ7PrrCla14/s320/IMG_0178.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It was a nice day for a hike.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8lmYXbfLNFrwidwYXtJ1wWb6abh_1TD8EoQUYbofFsfkBDg9-J3FMPYT0Uq-7G9_j4DN2O86t2sYTxpPDASyKd2xTCB6F_W56EIkpToWvO0kD3inFMbZ3VjyF5YSDHlTCMYPyAhw-mWOQ/s4032/IMG_0180.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8lmYXbfLNFrwidwYXtJ1wWb6abh_1TD8EoQUYbofFsfkBDg9-J3FMPYT0Uq-7G9_j4DN2O86t2sYTxpPDASyKd2xTCB6F_W56EIkpToWvO0kD3inFMbZ3VjyF5YSDHlTCMYPyAhw-mWOQ/s320/IMG_0180.HEIC" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;">Somehow he fell in the creek.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5CGxb8b1mM7TpbNFt0Il_ci_zJ9X0AZLrKK6v8O83Bsre8A_NXrp8z2k5sBAd9iO7CnwOtJzFSif622-TZly3s7NXQbpn7A0IktE6UyXoV6JuAuNZPHCeDUdAtUS4PurlL9fkcsgVNIuo/s3088/IMG_0187.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5CGxb8b1mM7TpbNFt0Il_ci_zJ9X0AZLrKK6v8O83Bsre8A_NXrp8z2k5sBAd9iO7CnwOtJzFSif622-TZly3s7NXQbpn7A0IktE6UyXoV6JuAuNZPHCeDUdAtUS4PurlL9fkcsgVNIuo/s320/IMG_0187.HEIC" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLsp-TzmFSN5L1KD0Iu3QgJYSiQOl9DmX1kXS1Kt0IlI71T0nAENmXSrYBbNKNjsg1Kbo_zeNuLUHuOAI1MF5HqhPWXYon_D_P4r7gYsYVn5l7c2EjMQ632dVWM-O6XdZol3M77lGS20Tq/s3088/IMG_0184.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLsp-TzmFSN5L1KD0Iu3QgJYSiQOl9DmX1kXS1Kt0IlI71T0nAENmXSrYBbNKNjsg1Kbo_zeNuLUHuOAI1MF5HqhPWXYon_D_P4r7gYsYVn5l7c2EjMQ632dVWM-O6XdZol3M77lGS20Tq/s320/IMG_0184.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Shes the best little "hiker"</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_Ko4kCNhwGehFYyIZBzvSmPwYcIrM7OBtq5uJ29OwUQR8i8ayU0tKwCtF_GLDT-FDvhCPm89edcWPCzp7VWwHfW-Y-W37xxiFnIyxRh_qVheyh2UF45Zsowk2qoxvwFd_VH49FyI0QaNB/s4032/IMG_0207.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_Ko4kCNhwGehFYyIZBzvSmPwYcIrM7OBtq5uJ29OwUQR8i8ayU0tKwCtF_GLDT-FDvhCPm89edcWPCzp7VWwHfW-Y-W37xxiFnIyxRh_qVheyh2UF45Zsowk2qoxvwFd_VH49FyI0QaNB/s320/IMG_0207.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I kicked off the first Sunday of Advent diving into this devotional with a few of my girlfriends. It's been so refreshing and good for my soul. This year has been so blah, this has been good to keep my focus on the good.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We're moving right along in December, today was AveryAnn's last day. Barrett has been remote all week but tomorrow is his last day of remote learning and we are diving right into all the fun. </div><p></p>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13120662340027247032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606491534435373811.post-73999830815767999512020-12-03T10:21:00.001-06:002020-12-03T10:21:53.319-06:00Thanksgiving Fun<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Our Thanksgiving looked a little different this year (as did a lot of peoples) but it had nothing to do with the pandemic. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMoJZYw5ywWlBf2xY-K1Gf9YQ3vuRCr1kR9lYbo1uKNKcnKCGrzj6lY_8kpe9SytncEYN8bj7J7GEL1ejaryeUJ5jLef9nsvZsEwr8s8cXSBAeqHcU8torfnqWv5p2lC9nSbr6iNd8VN6L/s2048/IMG_0174.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMoJZYw5ywWlBf2xY-K1Gf9YQ3vuRCr1kR9lYbo1uKNKcnKCGrzj6lY_8kpe9SytncEYN8bj7J7GEL1ejaryeUJ5jLef9nsvZsEwr8s8cXSBAeqHcU8torfnqWv5p2lC9nSbr6iNd8VN6L/s320/IMG_0174.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">First up is the new baby! If you'd told me this time last year we'd have a new baby for the holidays I'm not sure I would have believed it.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMuo7iVDWXAET_WIWwN1_GVKYI2gKQ7w2yxDnhqg3kk89Wuxz_j-Y9woDJAEjCYZVIKfYzWHt2botemwkypRVlHMDFiuA5ApoMY2L_mBDWULb7sARdqiiaLVI4eCBysB5kY7AY0itjYBJt/s2048/IMG_0974.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMuo7iVDWXAET_WIWwN1_GVKYI2gKQ7w2yxDnhqg3kk89Wuxz_j-Y9woDJAEjCYZVIKfYzWHt2botemwkypRVlHMDFiuA5ApoMY2L_mBDWULb7sARdqiiaLVI4eCBysB5kY7AY0itjYBJt/s320/IMG_0974.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The biggest change was we weren't at my grandmother's house. We've always gone to her house for Thanksgiving but due to a little accident she had back during the beginning of the summer, she and my aunt now live in my parents basement apartment. So we gathered at my parents house for lunch. We missed getting to be at her house, she has lots of room outdoors and we usually ride go carts and shoot guns, but we are just thankful she's here. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I'm not going to lie, I was in a rotten mood most of the day. I was exhausted. Adler hadn't slept well in a few nights and the big kids were home so I couldn't rest when she did nap during the day. I was tired and grouchy. I tried to be pleasant but I failed miserably.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv90MIwbWDx68qlKqtT1Btq763aut_Ml-kgNLJ9dKc7iKKzBxPrHA0pyKdFw8LDY64BFieFO17Bm-xrMBxGre7T2KiEvHDjYJLRxDHUe_zZ09_UCDlAGBMQ20deYvBPJ2fbwCZj4rkOoIv/s2048/IMG_0949.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv90MIwbWDx68qlKqtT1Btq763aut_Ml-kgNLJ9dKc7iKKzBxPrHA0pyKdFw8LDY64BFieFO17Bm-xrMBxGre7T2KiEvHDjYJLRxDHUe_zZ09_UCDlAGBMQ20deYvBPJ2fbwCZj4rkOoIv/s320/IMG_0949.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">All of the grandkids were present, (which is rare these days with nearly grown kids that have jobs and stuff). So we had to get a picture of them with my parents. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5goYsFv-VlYTyriU3RBUtTRqhty8wUAJvEVeIkpCU7ojIjvDlAFm6wKDw3Z-ayHDAg-Ms39LK_ufdPHIskGlGKDfK6sQivp7R21dCY4Jrp-l5Ie2cEuD6mClEyNj7V1F8-AXi_q6t751p/s2048/IMG_0964.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5goYsFv-VlYTyriU3RBUtTRqhty8wUAJvEVeIkpCU7ojIjvDlAFm6wKDw3Z-ayHDAg-Ms39LK_ufdPHIskGlGKDfK6sQivp7R21dCY4Jrp-l5Ie2cEuD6mClEyNj7V1F8-AXi_q6t751p/s320/IMG_0964.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The original six. <span style="text-align: left;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3a9tNNP1rt0Z2-0mOpw8De2Jtea-RNa-BGB_VAcCnqTJ5Q-XS4lUjg9GH0cF5ehW_J1JOgUNOkD5ED74QEPSfQA360i_nUUKBiG5WLYFpNQM2kM5SuiFwrpu4jIrWwNjvsfQJa9hfwE8o/s4898/IMG_0928.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3265" data-original-width="4898" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3a9tNNP1rt0Z2-0mOpw8De2Jtea-RNa-BGB_VAcCnqTJ5Q-XS4lUjg9GH0cF5ehW_J1JOgUNOkD5ED74QEPSfQA360i_nUUKBiG5WLYFpNQM2kM5SuiFwrpu4jIrWwNjvsfQJa9hfwE8o/s320/IMG_0928.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">John brought these fun ride on toys for the kids. They're called Turnados and all the kids loved them. My kids are usually nervous about stuff like this but they both loved them. Of course they're sold out indefinitely.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAYAMOCPg4FBGg6_eiCnV8Imx3l4N_5eONetHJc4yXEdwMEq049Q8dbtP7yeZky69hJ04YLWxzmCo6D3gdhAwh4ciS1md0ZG3gsBb05x-QaHhbi7QEY0jhWW5C1P3AE1_PMixF9465AApD/s4032/IMG_0165.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAYAMOCPg4FBGg6_eiCnV8Imx3l4N_5eONetHJc4yXEdwMEq049Q8dbtP7yeZky69hJ04YLWxzmCo6D3gdhAwh4ciS1md0ZG3gsBb05x-QaHhbi7QEY0jhWW5C1P3AE1_PMixF9465AApD/s320/IMG_0165.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We went to the Horton's for dinner. I tried to get a picture of the kids in their matching turkey outfits. I ordered these back in June and got the "unisex" bubble option for the baby. It was so boyish looking it nearly killed me. I need to get her some cute rufflely knee socks or something because I've order two more of the same style for Christmas. This picture was after Patrick told AveryAnn to smile.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDl-oR67akxhB_rTL654ftfRbj7q-vS1MaoO5XkI6Zr_HpckT2-c8MiY7miWHJotnrHUUn3_Dcmg6yEhcuYXB2JqWv_xaKqdGEnv9ZaCkbzOD3YPilrofOG2M0kqLnQ6ghKYCdnxb6ySb4/s4032/IMG_0169.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDl-oR67akxhB_rTL654ftfRbj7q-vS1MaoO5XkI6Zr_HpckT2-c8MiY7miWHJotnrHUUn3_Dcmg6yEhcuYXB2JqWv_xaKqdGEnv9ZaCkbzOD3YPilrofOG2M0kqLnQ6ghKYCdnxb6ySb4/s320/IMG_0169.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Barrett was done with me.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB-U5WfqWsp6PT7gy3TOPwakHrCCLmAXoqRCFJnwPHU1ZaMCycGuEkYmX2wvYJUjFwhy5LerT2_ca_KjGF6UY1xw_ZHJ6Hmr2n318ieRQ0Vd0UooLpE9Kr-HIG8x171ONaNNliceHva3DB/s4032/IMG_0170.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB-U5WfqWsp6PT7gy3TOPwakHrCCLmAXoqRCFJnwPHU1ZaMCycGuEkYmX2wvYJUjFwhy5LerT2_ca_KjGF6UY1xw_ZHJ6Hmr2n318ieRQ0Vd0UooLpE9Kr-HIG8x171ONaNNliceHva3DB/s320/IMG_0170.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Finally a decent one. They love each other so much and I really hope that never changes.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We had a nice day getting to see everyone. Adler didn't sleep Thanksgiving night either and I thought I would have a nervous breakdown Friday. Thankfully, Patrick was home and he was able to take her for the morning and I was able to sleep for a couple of hours. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13120662340027247032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606491534435373811.post-86673540022008571642020-11-19T07:00:00.001-06:002020-11-19T07:00:01.479-06:00Adler One Month<p style="text-align: center;"> Adler Marie, you are one whole month old today!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB6pyrhHfqjeQ4a2xRYMidgYvmU4NMXRJuw9BwVODG86-pyATq0E1uIIiKKWHoo5gYQ2doXjYB1FltGTbfy_vk-aMNvneylqx30EI_piJoJH6RyAsUMnNlRRzrIApQsKkyVF70L4YwzMJi/s2048/IMG_0917.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB6pyrhHfqjeQ4a2xRYMidgYvmU4NMXRJuw9BwVODG86-pyATq0E1uIIiKKWHoo5gYQ2doXjYB1FltGTbfy_vk-aMNvneylqx30EI_piJoJH6RyAsUMnNlRRzrIApQsKkyVF70L4YwzMJi/s320/IMG_0917.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;">They say time flies when you're having fun and that would definitely be the case this past month. It's been a whirlwind for sure. I have tried to be so intentional this time around because I know how quickly the time will pass. I've held you so much. Some mornings after we get Barrett and AveryAnn off to school, I've just held you until it was time for preschool pick-up. And I don't regret one minute of it. I've tried to embrace the nights you don't want to sleep because I know it won't last forever. I've tried not to be too hard on the big kids when they are all in your face because they can't get enough of you either. We all are so in love with you! You are the gift we never knew we needed. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6MVCydSM2c6yAqVA5J5_KbQhRRCUWdOjo2lSLy-zoOuMCh_ZiKISSNuPRZDK7ql-wmenzsA-e8GrPxOKjitSwvqG0b69_J7oeNF5RJ0IBeyuenLpHa7XJ79stZhmUJTDKBuL-7LglIJDb/s2048/IMG_0908.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1365" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6MVCydSM2c6yAqVA5J5_KbQhRRCUWdOjo2lSLy-zoOuMCh_ZiKISSNuPRZDK7ql-wmenzsA-e8GrPxOKjitSwvqG0b69_J7oeNF5RJ0IBeyuenLpHa7XJ79stZhmUJTDKBuL-7LglIJDb/s320/IMG_0908.JPG" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;">This year has been wild to say the least and you have been our bright spot. One day when you're older we'll tell you all about the world in the year 2020 and you'll be shocked (hopefully you'll be shocked and we're not still living it!). </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBUT-BrnLOSkO44AbwSpCQlTDMq_TtiMz8KKDPf1j8frmU_TqcTFUlKnspKC20fIn711iKwF25Us_vIyXDkAbUnduK1kdWH-kXyKAAdtrt0_GQrqYG1ksX_VUvl1A9-AX-pmscqYakHAyO/s2048/IMG_0919.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBUT-BrnLOSkO44AbwSpCQlTDMq_TtiMz8KKDPf1j8frmU_TqcTFUlKnspKC20fIn711iKwF25Us_vIyXDkAbUnduK1kdWH-kXyKAAdtrt0_GQrqYG1ksX_VUvl1A9-AX-pmscqYakHAyO/s320/IMG_0919.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>You're weighing in at 9 pounds and around 8 ounces. You've gained almost a whole pound since birth! I measured you at 22 inches. I'm not entirely sure how accurate that is but its a pretty good estimate. You are growing so fast! You already feel so much bigger in my arms. You're wearing a size one diaper and mostly newborn clothes. The 0-3 month clothes are still a little big but we're making due. You take 3oz of formula 7 times a day. You eat every 2-3 hours during the day and 3-5 hours at night. You sleep 1.5-2 hours between feedings during the day and 3+hours at night. You've had a couple 6 hour stretches at night and a handful of 5 hour stretches but mostly 3-4 hours. If I can get 6 total hours each night I can usually function and you've allowed that all but one night so far. You get fussy every night and cry. It's getting better. I'm afraid you're going to be my high maintenance sleeper😆. You can hold your head up so well and you hate bath time. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We haven't been many places. You've been to Nana & Granddaddy's house a couple times and the office a few times. You've also been to the doctor twice. Oh and we went to Mass once. It'll be a while before I attempt that again. With COVID we've mostly been staying at home. You ride in the car a lot taking AveryAnn to school and picking her up every day and then we sit in the car while she's at dance. </div><p style="text-align: center;">You've met a lot of people. It was weird that no one could come to the hospital to meet you but you've gotten lots of visits since we've been home. You've met Granddaddy and Nana, Grandmama and Granddaddy, your great grandmother, great aunt Stephanie, Babo, Uncle John and Aunt Hope, Aunt Elizabeth and Uncle Clay, Cousins; Madelyn, Brooks, Drew, Porter and Harper. Aunt Leslie, and lots of friends! We've loved getting to introduce you to everyone. We've been careful not to be around too many people. Just family and close friends.</p><p style="text-align: center;">Some Highlights: Bringing you home to meet Barrett and AveryAnn. Your first Halloween. Rocking you and holding you on my chest. Seeing how much your sister and brother adore you. Taking you to church for the first time.</p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZGcfSsJNsBbSWhBJE2p4YpisJpnk4hxMD-scQJKRtv72BOFEVmQIYRbpEK7RtaCKqSubBCRkDCRGqzDddYhYXlswT6TXQA1wIb8rbEOCJX-m4iAolMin-T0EbUglyDeq_RSeTWuqFjUw0/s2048/IMG_0927.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZGcfSsJNsBbSWhBJE2p4YpisJpnk4hxMD-scQJKRtv72BOFEVmQIYRbpEK7RtaCKqSubBCRkDCRGqzDddYhYXlswT6TXQA1wIb8rbEOCJX-m4iAolMin-T0EbUglyDeq_RSeTWuqFjUw0/s320/IMG_0927.JPG" width="320" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;">You are so loved! I'm not sure who loves you the most in this house (it's me)! I can't believe you've already been here for a month. Some days it feels like yesterday you were born but most of the time if feels like you've been here forever. You were always meant to be here. We love you so much!</p><p style="text-align: center;">Happy first month! We're looking forward to a lifetime together!</p>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13120662340027247032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606491534435373811.post-34200629512222601512020-11-16T12:56:00.003-06:002020-11-19T15:38:15.357-06:00Weeks 2 & 3 With Adler<p> </p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Get ready for picture overload of basically the same things over and over again. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFOc-5dBaIZcmi3bBNnA_lhjIGbc2kw7rqI-cAa-Rt1heOLRZezwjTOaZOrYfBlZ1GckU7GTZ_YhunKXpR_31sY59lnizXzq2wIpIF-THXrzM2Qz2jXiR-GfcyB3M6wUz7cJuAFwLM6eW1/s4032/IMG_9827.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFOc-5dBaIZcmi3bBNnA_lhjIGbc2kw7rqI-cAa-Rt1heOLRZezwjTOaZOrYfBlZ1GckU7GTZ_YhunKXpR_31sY59lnizXzq2wIpIF-THXrzM2Qz2jXiR-GfcyB3M6wUz7cJuAFwLM6eW1/s320/IMG_9827.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Adler's first gameday, she had to dress the part. Also the day her cord stump fell off.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcoZWCkoq5zjPhv0fyA2kBZgP6DRy2xSSMjbShoBAF8JIni2IRWYBeWMxQz5E0MDI3EDmRWRME-Gt4mMTfKeE36Z7AWpGyp7UpFgKokODXS3qcMAXb_fiXkC5t-6nCSOA4ffQg2_hStxz6/s4032/IMG_9834.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcoZWCkoq5zjPhv0fyA2kBZgP6DRy2xSSMjbShoBAF8JIni2IRWYBeWMxQz5E0MDI3EDmRWRME-Gt4mMTfKeE36Z7AWpGyp7UpFgKokODXS3qcMAXb_fiXkC5t-6nCSOA4ffQg2_hStxz6/s320/IMG_9834.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I have so many helpers.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiDEF6BfMnML0lnVhZxV5c6UooOtuw_9QERT2W4dJInLU2GMOaYHngtZ67_Zfh-ytMe5zUX7l1g2mVJdJC3N8-bqi8f2L16DVDNvdNQKs10gV5AYN5nEipr1z83s9UYHIBDo9Amf4-F_-0/s4032/IMG_9828.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiDEF6BfMnML0lnVhZxV5c6UooOtuw_9QERT2W4dJInLU2GMOaYHngtZ67_Zfh-ytMe5zUX7l1g2mVJdJC3N8-bqi8f2L16DVDNvdNQKs10gV5AYN5nEipr1z83s9UYHIBDo9Amf4-F_-0/s320/IMG_9828.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Barrett's last baseball game. He finally caught a pop fly and I was so sad I missed it. We really enjoyed this Fall season!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCgr8s7uOamt59nYPheYCSMX48BCQVmhwtqnWhorzSxUvmh7JkMP2E_Si7gK3eql8TGz_P0QPKSu9m40wpmIe19CVD0-EBk931D9rV03VAg2eG2Yf6T6fcGgBmzebITqg6shXJVFBd3n7e/s4032/IMG_9822.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCgr8s7uOamt59nYPheYCSMX48BCQVmhwtqnWhorzSxUvmh7JkMP2E_Si7gK3eql8TGz_P0QPKSu9m40wpmIe19CVD0-EBk931D9rV03VAg2eG2Yf6T6fcGgBmzebITqg6shXJVFBd3n7e/s320/IMG_9822.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So many helpers!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiYdu7xfvVHLmO49n-9mc7kFoPnwVwm_EvSdBkMRXw3YRhbrfDwy8M6ZEn1qGiBAGHltuqp7fYRwsteKoGMCmx2n9wc9NPBLpqftpq3vzn1Z2CkBS8-lBxm35QEB4jfRSND_ziYWgcnTSJ/s4032/IMG_9872.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiYdu7xfvVHLmO49n-9mc7kFoPnwVwm_EvSdBkMRXw3YRhbrfDwy8M6ZEn1qGiBAGHltuqp7fYRwsteKoGMCmx2n9wc9NPBLpqftpq3vzn1Z2CkBS8-lBxm35QEB4jfRSND_ziYWgcnTSJ/s320/IMG_9872.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Pretty flowers my sister brought.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicI-xsUNtc08s6EpYfDkBK8Z7kwDGgHVtPiJ-VhwS0anBeDKDpsf6JK70OvpRk1-slXKwE6M10ogPIGkg0ubgGXiP2bSKI-AntZh4scae6KBNXrnVD-Y545-l7Z6sIBgBR9gbIBYctWs7T/s4032/IMG_9837.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicI-xsUNtc08s6EpYfDkBK8Z7kwDGgHVtPiJ-VhwS0anBeDKDpsf6JK70OvpRk1-slXKwE6M10ogPIGkg0ubgGXiP2bSKI-AntZh4scae6KBNXrnVD-Y545-l7Z6sIBgBR9gbIBYctWs7T/s320/IMG_9837.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Cowgirl Day at school.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX13fa2PhD8TCxpPA_GIsQmfgoec2yaODqqPcMUUDKecOrnJh3b1w7HK14I52Ju5GbWUB8WIA8xvjnG1sbi3DeVrnZlisOUBPIwLecPUB2G1XwZv4h-dnxLmuYuQFCPMlG5qFGr34k6Ag2/s4032/IMG_9850.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX13fa2PhD8TCxpPA_GIsQmfgoec2yaODqqPcMUUDKecOrnJh3b1w7HK14I52Ju5GbWUB8WIA8xvjnG1sbi3DeVrnZlisOUBPIwLecPUB2G1XwZv4h-dnxLmuYuQFCPMlG5qFGr34k6Ag2/s320/IMG_9850.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Wearing all our pumpkins while we can!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiExBUiF7r8mNfZFF0C5_T8hAn5U_nr2CX_kDPoSQqJB56tHE0q56dfm9IOGTBF8_V09OnpMQ3U980upUVFwzONs25tNezG5saHEs4-MF-0RwaceUQPPHY_KHHQ6JBsRXRtlfuyI5KHtXKR/s960/IMG_9861.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiExBUiF7r8mNfZFF0C5_T8hAn5U_nr2CX_kDPoSQqJB56tHE0q56dfm9IOGTBF8_V09OnpMQ3U980upUVFwzONs25tNezG5saHEs4-MF-0RwaceUQPPHY_KHHQ6JBsRXRtlfuyI5KHtXKR/s320/IMG_9861.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Camo day and she got to help carve the class pumpkin!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU0dL8JUfXIMkHQpnKLv8EyMcZT3wQKWvQqak5biKEni5Ptllr7otHhCNzxysL3-1mf34rUNNes0nRM3FddL6-Y_Ksp0AiW94bKi2y_MpZ6VBHyvw15Mvslu7msMKiPyLTMFE5d3CHtvtS/s3088/IMG_9867.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2320" data-original-width="3088" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU0dL8JUfXIMkHQpnKLv8EyMcZT3wQKWvQqak5biKEni5Ptllr7otHhCNzxysL3-1mf34rUNNes0nRM3FddL6-Y_Ksp0AiW94bKi2y_MpZ6VBHyvw15Mvslu7msMKiPyLTMFE5d3CHtvtS/s320/IMG_9867.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">First time for all three to ride together! Barrett said "It's a little crowded back here!" ha!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWsXCpdgbEJ4JNEFggeQqJklB87ErJVouxTvqHUN3LhyphenhyphenILanzWr8fLWtVNAmyd_NRCOkfKoIjW0y5ytOBJ5kh4VGcMpArusjZka8hmeBCHlahcGFAxXeMZ1HUvZ2dzDmJWW5dBu9IOXeVn/s4032/IMG_9870.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWsXCpdgbEJ4JNEFggeQqJklB87ErJVouxTvqHUN3LhyphenhyphenILanzWr8fLWtVNAmyd_NRCOkfKoIjW0y5ytOBJ5kh4VGcMpArusjZka8hmeBCHlahcGFAxXeMZ1HUvZ2dzDmJWW5dBu9IOXeVn/s320/IMG_9870.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Spider Day again. Very proud of her teeth.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglBS1u-VUuhanomsOKO4rIpe-OWmhLrqoDE8fhmH5ywRos-tCebOpIh0SawuZfdWXOZqEGMtB1zAXR8_AhnNjjvPuxugiw-h4LluSj4K7Dj3FQC_C9lJASYAzYdTXncR9PTrsB-0OxT3xZ/s3088/IMG_9908.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglBS1u-VUuhanomsOKO4rIpe-OWmhLrqoDE8fhmH5ywRos-tCebOpIh0SawuZfdWXOZqEGMtB1zAXR8_AhnNjjvPuxugiw-h4LluSj4K7Dj3FQC_C9lJASYAzYdTXncR9PTrsB-0OxT3xZ/s320/IMG_9908.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This was Adler's two week birthday. I think I'd basically held her for two weeks. I am so thankful for all the help I have. Especially those first two weeks. I was able to really rest and just sit and snuggle and it was perfect!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGg-p07BMytiby0aMPCw_fsKA9BRIGjYO3cJAzz3oIWRC28J6QJJB81qM1fZmc1UZhF62lT2ikYZ_KW3rQAa5mV37cIYTVN4Iump_hNttc5q5ikhJvqkDEuLoWkk7SBO83dR_QymJYar0E/s4032/IMG_9917.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGg-p07BMytiby0aMPCw_fsKA9BRIGjYO3cJAzz3oIWRC28J6QJJB81qM1fZmc1UZhF62lT2ikYZ_KW3rQAa5mV37cIYTVN4Iump_hNttc5q5ikhJvqkDEuLoWkk7SBO83dR_QymJYar0E/s320/IMG_9917.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So proud!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK6SgzTeSpqF_dm974ie89xAmzYlYz4f_78bDvYGKHdEkNh7mHHza1d1CiltznQ-95MRzEcqKB8R0B6prFfzkpfKFqSp0A1G1J1MNkgWyX8itBt6uq6qp9-Ef4JlGBH62KN9CcbBBwU-Eg/s1200/DSC_6252.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="1200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiK6SgzTeSpqF_dm974ie89xAmzYlYz4f_78bDvYGKHdEkNh7mHHza1d1CiltznQ-95MRzEcqKB8R0B6prFfzkpfKFqSp0A1G1J1MNkgWyX8itBt6uq6qp9-Ef4JlGBH62KN9CcbBBwU-Eg/s320/DSC_6252.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We had newborn pictures done October 30th and I am so in love. The big kids were perfect and you can tell they are so in love with their sister! I will cherish these pictures forever!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjApYiGg-YKrVnsf-jlJBp2BfoLkZRhhGZ6DDKDRvp1nF7cIWHUWDobGkSFWa4gZVW2JGCEvoFAU4zZG18DBWLGnsTQhBAvUDH69uCqVpRM04An4eH_b4wb5QVjr8PlksUVi7wRyQjIJbRD/s1200/DSC_6282.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="801" data-original-width="1200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjApYiGg-YKrVnsf-jlJBp2BfoLkZRhhGZ6DDKDRvp1nF7cIWHUWDobGkSFWa4gZVW2JGCEvoFAU4zZG18DBWLGnsTQhBAvUDH69uCqVpRM04An4eH_b4wb5QVjr8PlksUVi7wRyQjIJbRD/s320/DSC_6282.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwelRr0aUJLch4GW08J-61RVEiHuKuV9kuh9QSFcxLhDM9QKKq4q1KrTOWXOMKalzihSp6z_NHjKXRPg94rDAelWh4Gayfwc8VObZqSKDGdtlFSpWGqKcY637TLqEAFw1s8jUFuXNwwQ9D/s1200/DSC_6237.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="801" data-original-width="1200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwelRr0aUJLch4GW08J-61RVEiHuKuV9kuh9QSFcxLhDM9QKKq4q1KrTOWXOMKalzihSp6z_NHjKXRPg94rDAelWh4Gayfwc8VObZqSKDGdtlFSpWGqKcY637TLqEAFw1s8jUFuXNwwQ9D/s320/DSC_6237.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfMrTE6dSFAknCGive4kCtfn7_sLF1OfGF7Le2GOO6b1vKJhPILf333ux0H7qBxJIZbWxoPCcGTs44v-9THWEvmDgckYNHXTrqmZjydqefpQ0c7vBT7_MRes34GEYARrYbyW5z5zNqmh9D/s1200/DSC_6175.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="800" data-original-width="1200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfMrTE6dSFAknCGive4kCtfn7_sLF1OfGF7Le2GOO6b1vKJhPILf333ux0H7qBxJIZbWxoPCcGTs44v-9THWEvmDgckYNHXTrqmZjydqefpQ0c7vBT7_MRes34GEYARrYbyW5z5zNqmh9D/s320/DSC_6175.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">These are a few of my favorite that I'm not using for Christmas cards or birth announcements. I'll post the rest eventually.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl-M25-7d3fuq8K0QTYE4SSyAfLlmOYKCYt3ElSMEvJ9ts_DDQbCTF5SdKqPThagroVqOkv1MpbsSJtp40NyM50vnp2BBK3VcP5sf3isNupeQFCyva1OH2HZfg3tMvOY8-XxWjGARhK7wU/s4032/IMG_0011.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl-M25-7d3fuq8K0QTYE4SSyAfLlmOYKCYt3ElSMEvJ9ts_DDQbCTF5SdKqPThagroVqOkv1MpbsSJtp40NyM50vnp2BBK3VcP5sf3isNupeQFCyva1OH2HZfg3tMvOY8-XxWjGARhK7wU/s320/IMG_0011.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">AveryAnn is home with us all day on Fridays. She's the sweetest helper. She does ask if I can play with her more and if I can hold her too. I know she just needs a little more attention these days. I'm trying so hard to give the big kids the attention they need and deserve while still caring for the baby. It's tricky and difficult at times but I think we're all doing a great job of showing each other grace. I'm so proud of them and how they've handled the transition. We're all learning as we go.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUaPnNpq3mgqHRAb-fttHkz0izCfB2bz87oveitdBxraiwUetIyKzLJiEtt2cS6zrByowyDdslXStUA7iiZA2p-hEcztCkUvKmULtU69zSpv4tATqverUUJRMqEiG-DlowHGIxmPcYBiFu/s4032/IMG_0018.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUaPnNpq3mgqHRAb-fttHkz0izCfB2bz87oveitdBxraiwUetIyKzLJiEtt2cS6zrByowyDdslXStUA7iiZA2p-hEcztCkUvKmULtU69zSpv4tATqverUUJRMqEiG-DlowHGIxmPcYBiFu/s320/IMG_0018.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">He loves holding her, for about 3 minutes and then he's done.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKEDglsX64OMJk6nTgSu56408fZYyrgxNIbxVF7R6KgdiPRx5Clt_2IpaUTbo7lDyGHg5JR3KFiKbBZA1wxnlHOl9gbBwfbxyCdTGmTgSkZ3XvN8z-klSjofrKT5LUjnKvwW9rFzjFOLKl/s3088/IMG_0020.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKEDglsX64OMJk6nTgSu56408fZYyrgxNIbxVF7R6KgdiPRx5Clt_2IpaUTbo7lDyGHg5JR3KFiKbBZA1wxnlHOl9gbBwfbxyCdTGmTgSkZ3XvN8z-klSjofrKT5LUjnKvwW9rFzjFOLKl/s320/IMG_0020.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">AveryAnn asked me to hold and feed her baby too. Sure, no problem.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYFqzhf_mK8Sc23y0OTCO4MrRtzDrD3LpQjGbO3BRbYize9FFliBpk4BHbeljiHbnlV1mn24iAW6elNPGuJ1K-m_PpEkFtRgIRzem73-5IRWPKK1apFIOUm349vEM3ytiudU68kTGnqpK5/s2048/IMG_0024.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1365" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYFqzhf_mK8Sc23y0OTCO4MrRtzDrD3LpQjGbO3BRbYize9FFliBpk4BHbeljiHbnlV1mn24iAW6elNPGuJ1K-m_PpEkFtRgIRzem73-5IRWPKK1apFIOUm349vEM3ytiudU68kTGnqpK5/s320/IMG_0024.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The hospital didn't have a photographer this time. I have the same picture from the hospital of the two big kids on the wall and I needed the match to go with them. This was the best I could do. I'm sad because you can tell she's two weeks old compared to Barrett and AveryAnn at 2 or 3 days old, but it's better than nothing.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRJy3V0VyTB3dC-yrDKf0yEyCjbBD8M_5WxHHNN4M-_91NbJzsqH6RfhBWiLzkO4MWZZdBSwd4XJhORhCcQjv-sM_WQMyaUbEh-sC3q6lACRwTao9gD0YC87q3sjez40P8vetUfPc1tLhb/s4032/IMG_0028.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRJy3V0VyTB3dC-yrDKf0yEyCjbBD8M_5WxHHNN4M-_91NbJzsqH6RfhBWiLzkO4MWZZdBSwd4XJhORhCcQjv-sM_WQMyaUbEh-sC3q6lACRwTao9gD0YC87q3sjez40P8vetUfPc1tLhb/s320/IMG_0028.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She was laying on the bed and started fussing and he was able to pick her up and put her on his chest and calm her down. Can you tell he was proud?</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3BknmUY4TDZDtDk_xnpF6qGEubh4hkavVHjC44INgGdfV-Uola44KA0QbvBNO_iX6sfytQ_NhYmFZ6OMKCw-WuTdUFcXO7AHTD8110xvE85NxzHZebIcGDJjt6Qjq2Jam3URgW_8KCOYh/s4032/IMG_0027.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3BknmUY4TDZDtDk_xnpF6qGEubh4hkavVHjC44INgGdfV-Uola44KA0QbvBNO_iX6sfytQ_NhYmFZ6OMKCw-WuTdUFcXO7AHTD8110xvE85NxzHZebIcGDJjt6Qjq2Jam3URgW_8KCOYh/s320/IMG_0027.HEIC" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLAnWn08gF0uwBAMriKJ4rAuU7w_xtlPM3wkcsokUCJE7VqhP0oTESNdDgWx6XupeZYrblY5bpbTzc74QuuINHdkFnrumUzkVj3MguLvMPtK2rQm3OjzGB38DUamMsMkrAi8h4inXg3MDq/s4032/IMG_0036.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLAnWn08gF0uwBAMriKJ4rAuU7w_xtlPM3wkcsokUCJE7VqhP0oTESNdDgWx6XupeZYrblY5bpbTzc74QuuINHdkFnrumUzkVj3MguLvMPtK2rQm3OjzGB38DUamMsMkrAi8h4inXg3MDq/s320/IMG_0036.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She thinks I have no idea what I'm doing, it's actually comical. She asked my mom the other day if she even knew how to change a diaper. My mom has 4 kids and 9 grandkids. She's changed a few diapers. Ha!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQEir2gHFvEsD1ixoF66kBJwAeFAj2wqS1ZZYHEhZKipWiLSXCzwqz1_hC02BPwG3mvzIsGpQ8NdoisR19ZwsKET5OOk4YYmxgIN34u4kyJDT49xaTTO-Busi6EARN9AEWDc73uek9pm3V/s4032/IMG_0055.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQEir2gHFvEsD1ixoF66kBJwAeFAj2wqS1ZZYHEhZKipWiLSXCzwqz1_hC02BPwG3mvzIsGpQ8NdoisR19ZwsKET5OOk4YYmxgIN34u4kyJDT49xaTTO-Busi6EARN9AEWDc73uek9pm3V/s320/IMG_0055.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Adler likes to lay flat and stretch out but there's no where safe in the living room. I bravely laid her on this blanket for a few minutes and AveryAnn didn't leave her side. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">These days are so sweet (and exhausting) and flying by so quickly. I'm already sad at the thought of Adler being 1 month old this week. It's just not fair.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><p></p>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13120662340027247032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606491534435373811.post-52246696588799224112020-11-11T14:07:00.002-06:002020-11-11T14:07:55.107-06:00Halloween 2020<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The kids had been looking forward to Halloween for weeks. We'd talked about costumes for a while and finally settled on Power Rangers. I figured we would skip the family costume this year but everyone was on board so we went with it. Barrett was set on the red ranger from the get go. AveryAnn originally wanted to be Amber from the cartoon Sophia the First. But after Barrett decided on the Red Ranger she decided she wanted to be the Pink ranger. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBpa0JTWpEoJthPix2Gh6TS3fs-QqqUm0z4NhAYCTRiLQV8Ry_1N8JHIklDyiPtBgL06kFrMox60y6rL5bMN-6ZC9w6lAQbEkNGECIedr3tyc9ScW0cLI9imVVtTYMYcYixpnLAbwYhgjr/s4898/IMG_0865.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3265" data-original-width="4898" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBpa0JTWpEoJthPix2Gh6TS3fs-QqqUm0z4NhAYCTRiLQV8Ry_1N8JHIklDyiPtBgL06kFrMox60y6rL5bMN-6ZC9w6lAQbEkNGECIedr3tyc9ScW0cLI9imVVtTYMYcYixpnLAbwYhgjr/s320/IMG_0865.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This is the second year I've put Patrick in charge of costumes. While searching for the kids costumes he found the one with the Blue ranger carrying him on his shoulders and decided he needed it. Well I didn't want the baby and I to be left out so I ordered myself the tshirt and the onesie for the baby. I figured we had to wear clothes so we could manage to wear these. (I wasn't sure how I would be feeling.) I don't know how long the family costume will last but it's fun for now!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU7hj2k-dgJB__wKKF-pB8SAfSV80CBEuWtH7-1MYEvQ3DyJeWmBotM0m6F43UzG3DT-AGQmd3HLTVfc63WsJnoHQk2G-BmGFye7Szb5L9s42496wC7WjIx80FnCGcShT4pCHTuR8li-sj/s4898/IMG_0862.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4898" data-original-width="3265" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU7hj2k-dgJB__wKKF-pB8SAfSV80CBEuWtH7-1MYEvQ3DyJeWmBotM0m6F43UzG3DT-AGQmd3HLTVfc63WsJnoHQk2G-BmGFye7Szb5L9s42496wC7WjIx80FnCGcShT4pCHTuR8li-sj/s320/IMG_0862.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">They are so proud of their baby sister. </div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiakNBKjqUwOW5JYz0M3rbXEmCFzJRTgq7y8KkAOJlchf9sfLFxMym1NnHjq-ataaHfsTqgE99QyMMmU1QoBwMzb7HtZKrsDvoo_StfcpDNTeV-gr10jyYBalcJ_8IgfaTzTblp8hI9oQjw/s4032/IMG_9880.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiakNBKjqUwOW5JYz0M3rbXEmCFzJRTgq7y8KkAOJlchf9sfLFxMym1NnHjq-ataaHfsTqgE99QyMMmU1QoBwMzb7HtZKrsDvoo_StfcpDNTeV-gr10jyYBalcJ_8IgfaTzTblp8hI9oQjw/s320/IMG_9880.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I was so excited to Halloween to be on a Saturday. It's crazy to think that by the time that happens again the big kids will probably be over hanging out with us. ( I could cry thinking about this). The Moore family came over again for chili and trick or treating. I only wen to a few houses before I tired out. But the crew made it through the whole neighborhood. Our neighbors were prepared and waiting but we didn't have nearly as many trick-or-treaters as we normally do. The kids racked up, when neighbors realized there weren't as many kids as usual they started giving out a lot of candy. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdsLA7LSNklAJ-6j_kQwYmLhF7lNHZJectCl113i-CnEoy6YbkFGujsFyN6MtgD42dIZBK4zntE7AUnB6dImeYebHtomwIC1v45mae6S7NSf4IW0HAJDtSlvwX7FUMfYAltuosexcDcWw-/s4898/IMG_0873.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3265" data-original-width="4898" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdsLA7LSNklAJ-6j_kQwYmLhF7lNHZJectCl113i-CnEoy6YbkFGujsFyN6MtgD42dIZBK4zntE7AUnB6dImeYebHtomwIC1v45mae6S7NSf4IW0HAJDtSlvwX7FUMfYAltuosexcDcWw-/s320/IMG_0873.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It was a fun night. We laughed so much and had the best time!</div><p></p>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13120662340027247032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606491534435373811.post-24149767412955983672020-11-05T09:52:00.000-06:002020-11-05T09:52:47.043-06:00Adler's First Week<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Our first week was a sweet one with our sweet girl. We stayed in the hospital for 3 nights and to be honest, I would have stayed the fourth if I didn't miss the big kids so much. They were so ready to meet their sister I couldn't stand the thought of making them wait another day. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG6mW1d_PktF62R5x7QhrkPcPtiBA2lfoULA3i59YGzsbX2l9Bc-KwrRvVbcDMgQsbXXql9xeRLCQpZELYIr_udSIm892tjCZ7biEwcrZyNOn1mtPplz2rjJj6HVNE_L6w_mFlMWjRmOYe/s4032/IMG_9771.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiG6mW1d_PktF62R5x7QhrkPcPtiBA2lfoULA3i59YGzsbX2l9Bc-KwrRvVbcDMgQsbXXql9xeRLCQpZELYIr_udSIm892tjCZ7biEwcrZyNOn1mtPplz2rjJj6HVNE_L6w_mFlMWjRmOYe/s320/IMG_9771.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It was bittersweet not being able to have visitors this time. I was sad that everyone didn't get to meet her right away but it was also so nice to be able to rest and just really soak up all the sweetness of having a newborn baby on your chest. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSAVBZFl8lHUzSsSJvLYVyWKWrL0z-HSOaUjhMQbGN5zwlXDRdQcOYUupwq9Ki3XHiCaxdpEXVxDWtK1lR-Kj6QMVDO_a54PheC7O9JxUGzGqCztQNtzG4HSxAWGuiIi-hcPVjxqiqjc0c/s4032/IMG_9773.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSAVBZFl8lHUzSsSJvLYVyWKWrL0z-HSOaUjhMQbGN5zwlXDRdQcOYUupwq9Ki3XHiCaxdpEXVxDWtK1lR-Kj6QMVDO_a54PheC7O9JxUGzGqCztQNtzG4HSxAWGuiIi-hcPVjxqiqjc0c/s320/IMG_9773.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This might have been the only time I laid her in the bassinet the whole time we were there. The nurses laughed at us because one of us was holding her nearly every time they came in to check on us. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_6hMNwRDrWKp40K7zIJTI2r3U59Nsu1ZmgRpCBtjc03ibwqxswQ8332G06umIXp5c0DNkghXuTfr9dJVJgZR0C7m9Kge8uvK7HhxupFEej3e5npL2OY7TWzsbB0Iff-c50ZESICyZRAth/s1936/IMG_9781.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1936" data-original-width="1936" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_6hMNwRDrWKp40K7zIJTI2r3U59Nsu1ZmgRpCBtjc03ibwqxswQ8332G06umIXp5c0DNkghXuTfr9dJVJgZR0C7m9Kge8uvK7HhxupFEej3e5npL2OY7TWzsbB0Iff-c50ZESICyZRAth/s320/IMG_9781.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">At first I thought she looked just like AveryAnn, but now I'm thinking she looks more like Barrett,</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd1dNxLrpqsnr4k2Kk0zFdw8MEXGtWCqSvKzRXMoRxZa3r0w9vzx3q8KhpjLifCxIxGKzhaxWBhBC4sjXIcbPb97q-vACJjV4Lat11gTRHQVfa2H5d2LqYrq9DejWc5lW5w3vtTTo_-fS0/s3088/IMG_9782.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd1dNxLrpqsnr4k2Kk0zFdw8MEXGtWCqSvKzRXMoRxZa3r0w9vzx3q8KhpjLifCxIxGKzhaxWBhBC4sjXIcbPb97q-vACJjV4Lat11gTRHQVfa2H5d2LqYrq9DejWc5lW5w3vtTTo_-fS0/s320/IMG_9782.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I'm not kidding when I say we held her nearly the entire time she was in our room. We sent her to the nursery every night. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQRM4X2BIlSijzfU4YS-iJVqQORnRq6f8LhBUMdCKsX4r3AQnXCbpd0dn2h4R2FAEiBkjATpqvay7sHDeq4f8AwkHBXcQqw7yFz6TTFC2T9z0NPN3f3GNLjLD-gb-LEy3zDhJqsymgrfTk/s3759/8ED8DB0E-1844-4662-9739-840ACCBBDBDF.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3759" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQRM4X2BIlSijzfU4YS-iJVqQORnRq6f8LhBUMdCKsX4r3AQnXCbpd0dn2h4R2FAEiBkjATpqvay7sHDeq4f8AwkHBXcQqw7yFz6TTFC2T9z0NPN3f3GNLjLD-gb-LEy3zDhJqsymgrfTk/s320/8ED8DB0E-1844-4662-9739-840ACCBBDBDF.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Patrick went home Tuesday afternoon to shower and go see the big kids. I was a little jealous he got to see them. That was the worst part of being in the hospital. It was a little weird there being no visitors in the hospital. It reminded me of when we were there at Christmas when Barrett was born. It was so quiet and felt like we were the only people there.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcqOCgPpxavkh_Ux9tyhR7za2fL4znRUXKTZx_g3MLXR3fX6Wktle5Pzc-3zXD5j0kAlrK3kEAboZrynMIWe9xNTit39yHKL_YNxo3_fSICk7PWMoYH-7RcGnM4x6MFQhm6e_0ayEdN0aO/s4032/IMG_9788.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcqOCgPpxavkh_Ux9tyhR7za2fL4znRUXKTZx_g3MLXR3fX6Wktle5Pzc-3zXD5j0kAlrK3kEAboZrynMIWe9xNTit39yHKL_YNxo3_fSICk7PWMoYH-7RcGnM4x6MFQhm6e_0ayEdN0aO/s320/IMG_9788.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">One of the sweetest parts of formula feeding was Patrick getting to feed her too. He fed her as much or more than I did. I felt sick more this time than I did with the other two so I was nice that he was able to feed her while I wasn't feeling great.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzgtQ53X5uJPuseC2UqkFXXgiri0NZdonVX0EbrvK416WcYG56ogNVD7ERdtJZoQc_RSCMuiiW-Pnrcd-rb8GY3y-pJK7B6mVXwMc_1I9-q15XgG_Az7Q_0woL0b0DFBPQRYt1Eg_itnyh/s3088/IMG_9794.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzgtQ53X5uJPuseC2UqkFXXgiri0NZdonVX0EbrvK416WcYG56ogNVD7ERdtJZoQc_RSCMuiiW-Pnrcd-rb8GY3y-pJK7B6mVXwMc_1I9-q15XgG_Az7Q_0woL0b0DFBPQRYt1Eg_itnyh/s320/IMG_9794.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Playing dress up with some fun headbands!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjto6i-Q6bGF8iPr-gnj-7c-WGrihdraVUWcYUTBM7tutfjak7ZKvRcSu9sR_PiNS3Mj7bZ-iYOCXL1BLfnClrUJy8ZPlDzbuDw2S45iYK-06-GgqQtvCg6dUjaZjZgeh2hxNvjjLhIkfR7/s3088/IMG_9797.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjto6i-Q6bGF8iPr-gnj-7c-WGrihdraVUWcYUTBM7tutfjak7ZKvRcSu9sR_PiNS3Mj7bZ-iYOCXL1BLfnClrUJy8ZPlDzbuDw2S45iYK-06-GgqQtvCg6dUjaZjZgeh2hxNvjjLhIkfR7/s320/IMG_9797.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She's a great snuggler!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFUmIxvLyl2Q9POIRlIVOPBILChWr2xwgHbZJ6iZkgP9vP7U1O8tYm_JtK5HzIgucCU-iL49QQihaJAucVv3X-WWzEA8mDvhpHsA7nqVhBuxhFt0d8lwDJ8heVbs-GtjGY1yG4pujCAHjv/s4032/IMG_9798.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFUmIxvLyl2Q9POIRlIVOPBILChWr2xwgHbZJ6iZkgP9vP7U1O8tYm_JtK5HzIgucCU-iL49QQihaJAucVv3X-WWzEA8mDvhpHsA7nqVhBuxhFt0d8lwDJ8heVbs-GtjGY1yG4pujCAHjv/s320/IMG_9798.HEIC" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKmyxSaO1ESfvttXgg4XJtxiiDzGqdoakmn-71Jm5Cyjtpl7Aw4qcY-12vt38152ljmXfVFTSyB6AzeqT601LbLVUJtcgCvlt1PqxuoPbQkp8U60nK7jkGrDNITq5sC6ncMYLAx35WHs0j/s4032/IMG_9800.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKmyxSaO1ESfvttXgg4XJtxiiDzGqdoakmn-71Jm5Cyjtpl7Aw4qcY-12vt38152ljmXfVFTSyB6AzeqT601LbLVUJtcgCvlt1PqxuoPbQkp8U60nK7jkGrDNITq5sC6ncMYLAx35WHs0j/s320/IMG_9800.HEIC" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW6JL4BKxaHzLsxG1-tWw8Yr8b21hQ-KvNrdfzWGfxdmCfVIJD8ErX9fVNgZR_04R5mj3hMVHogVdHQkexAXLgq04WfG0tVJknBTf_maGqzMN1cqjCMiYYu0M-TF-uhZJ3nhqZWwE118KN/s4032/IMG_9802.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiW6JL4BKxaHzLsxG1-tWw8Yr8b21hQ-KvNrdfzWGfxdmCfVIJD8ErX9fVNgZR_04R5mj3hMVHogVdHQkexAXLgq04WfG0tVJknBTf_maGqzMN1cqjCMiYYu0M-TF-uhZJ3nhqZWwE118KN/s320/IMG_9802.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We came home on Thursday, Oct. 22. We were so ready to see the big kids and for them to meet her. This is the blanket my mom made her! I love how it turned out so much!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS-FCNIWFnHHwzsGGlQZOyPLqxYuxJhMQwUFpDZ41tE_Reib1dXRjGpEJzCdjkjnbIlBOlHOru9znSbaiBJczKoduhN-d2igQEiLes0PpYpK7hzpq3emvrKddKmc4QOKkKgu8btaF0iaX1/s3088/IMG_9803.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS-FCNIWFnHHwzsGGlQZOyPLqxYuxJhMQwUFpDZ41tE_Reib1dXRjGpEJzCdjkjnbIlBOlHOru9znSbaiBJczKoduhN-d2igQEiLes0PpYpK7hzpq3emvrKddKmc4QOKkKgu8btaF0iaX1/s320/IMG_9803.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We got home around lunch time, the kids weren't going to be home until 3:00 so we had a little time to get settled. My parents got balloons and let the kids decorate the porch and mailbox. It was so sweet. Barrett was the first one home. He came in off the bus and she was asleep. He walked over to her and started talking and she turned her head to look at him. It was the sweetest thing. I told him she recognized his voice and he had the biggest grin on his face. AveryAnn came in shortly after and she was equally as smitten. I was so excited to finally all be home together.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqNo9MootQC4LAeUXaSlgX1Rz1WTiPY8VG1IyEXgw1HjdHguL3EveOR8Tp0IPKE_fmk3yBdcIMrGiUskvjn_lQFpGNQcAt7ZpfsrRuL8Q8-jxHXtuGxBUKeUhRqSr19Nu7bsbHPWWVpoNn/s4032/IMG_9805.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqNo9MootQC4LAeUXaSlgX1Rz1WTiPY8VG1IyEXgw1HjdHguL3EveOR8Tp0IPKE_fmk3yBdcIMrGiUskvjn_lQFpGNQcAt7ZpfsrRuL8Q8-jxHXtuGxBUKeUhRqSr19Nu7bsbHPWWVpoNn/s320/IMG_9805.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyUobj5YHHsio3Qy1H5e3JOx_Pes8tEw2N7XDi0Lls_eCEIEw5tsKQhyphenhyphenRYGHP_wCPhbEgMbo3NpKNwCdXxiRjhiIUmHpZVHhGJjNA8vC2heYI1qwPgtx3yGeDhQkgZLiYsRgYwVxu_31ED/s4032/IMG_9807.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyUobj5YHHsio3Qy1H5e3JOx_Pes8tEw2N7XDi0Lls_eCEIEw5tsKQhyphenhyphenRYGHP_wCPhbEgMbo3NpKNwCdXxiRjhiIUmHpZVHhGJjNA8vC2heYI1qwPgtx3yGeDhQkgZLiYsRgYwVxu_31ED/s320/IMG_9807.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">They couldn't wait to get their hands on her. I love these pictures so much!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCNwRlHes9yFOCrO64ynNuDcCApMAlecdjnwPA0T7FJnEgF_HJ5QTPnxPnSbXlQuPUvI95n9pr3U7aLcN3e6Mc46l8poLFW6sJz8GOU-OqL8ooUhb3qttMQTlm7kMuNFQ5K2mAtRSYoZ8C/s4032/IMG_9814.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCNwRlHes9yFOCrO64ynNuDcCApMAlecdjnwPA0T7FJnEgF_HJ5QTPnxPnSbXlQuPUvI95n9pr3U7aLcN3e6Mc46l8poLFW6sJz8GOU-OqL8ooUhb3qttMQTlm7kMuNFQ5K2mAtRSYoZ8C/s320/IMG_9814.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">They wanted to feed her. Another reason I'm thankful for formula. They have loved getting to feed her some too.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ5lcTRoV0Moi_uefTgg79ZGX1uAwuBCRjWG072TjGfkAS502lCWi9ax0z9mmph0ufYmdEvYklrtiUDr_veRlZvH9VD82Rk6zsYz9cowQ9rJR2jnPI6DQmJPY_xdG4Vr6aKqezwt686AtF/s4032/IMG_9818.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ5lcTRoV0Moi_uefTgg79ZGX1uAwuBCRjWG072TjGfkAS502lCWi9ax0z9mmph0ufYmdEvYklrtiUDr_veRlZvH9VD82Rk6zsYz9cowQ9rJR2jnPI6DQmJPY_xdG4Vr6aKqezwt686AtF/s320/IMG_9818.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She's a natural. She thinks she knows everything about taking care of her baby sister and she does not hesitate to tell you if she thinks you're doing something incorrectly.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The big kids stayed with my parents Thursday night since they were out of school Friday. We were a little nervous for our first night at home, without the nursery. Ha! They came home around lunch time Friday and we enjoyed the day at home together. Friday evening Patrick's parents came to meet Adler. Again, the strangest part of not having visitors in the hospital was no one got to meet her until she was already 4-5 days old. My parents came Friday night too. Saturday morning, my sister and brother-in-law came to meet her. The kids were so excited to show her off. Around lunch my baby brother and his wife and kids got to come by and meet her. We loved getting to introduce her to everyone. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Sunday Barrett had Sunday School so the kids stayed with my parents Saturday night too. I woke up Sunday morning very dizzy and not feeling well at all. Barrett also had his last baseball game. So I told Patrick to go get him from my parents and send one of them to our house to help me with the baby. So my Mom came and stayed with me for the day. I've been so thankful for their help. I finally started to feel better in the evening. I think it was the pain medication I was taking.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9p-8XYVLHzEh2RaD3skJqfOfGxt9v22sggpUBOPOXTErbbUw8ZFEJqb94yUWibT9_Nw5M_kw-JZy6GQz7DnYOGLVzaEu41xhJP2cFBq451fgqnZsmVlM9YMczRB50QbP27l8zk3pHzMLn/s4032/IMG_9842.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9p-8XYVLHzEh2RaD3skJqfOfGxt9v22sggpUBOPOXTErbbUw8ZFEJqb94yUWibT9_Nw5M_kw-JZy6GQz7DnYOGLVzaEu41xhJP2cFBq451fgqnZsmVlM9YMczRB50QbP27l8zk3pHzMLn/s320/IMG_9842.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Monday, Adler and I both had doctors appointments. I got my staples out and got a good report. Adler got a good report too. She'd gained one ounce since leaving the hospital and is just perfect. Her cord stump fell off on Saturday. We were shocked it came off so quickly. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVioc8UUXllbYVRschfYfki_7CvvKbJ80WZeoiuyh6CLAnQAxKVYeE_wOHM0LqTOioysOcQ2GT936_krpBrxLCsYGCbMAU1DVa6WmjrBmZeeFLKQi86yJVvgTn1DerADnUSh04Ejvqy-SH/s4032/IMG_9848.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVioc8UUXllbYVRschfYfki_7CvvKbJ80WZeoiuyh6CLAnQAxKVYeE_wOHM0LqTOioysOcQ2GT936_krpBrxLCsYGCbMAU1DVa6WmjrBmZeeFLKQi86yJVvgTn1DerADnUSh04Ejvqy-SH/s320/IMG_9848.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Daddy rocked himself and the baby to sleep. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We are trying to soak up every minute together. The big kids still adore her. I know the new will probably wear off soon but I hope they always love each other. </div><p></p>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13120662340027247032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606491534435373811.post-76366783667229708362020-10-28T15:37:00.002-05:002020-10-30T09:29:09.903-05:00Adler's Birth Story<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><p style="text-align: center;">I know I haven't been great at documenting this pregnancy but I'm hoping to do better now that she's here.</p><p style="text-align: center;">It felt like we started getting ready for this delivery on Thursday, October 15th when I had to have my COVID-19 test. I was tested at 8:45 and was told to go home and quarantine until Monday. At first I was a little upset I had to stay home but I actually ended up enjoying it. I did sneak out for Barrett's baseball game on Sunday. It was a double header and I knew I might not be able to go to his last game the next week. So I took my chair and sat away from everyone. I was glad I got to go. His team finally won a game and I got to see it. After the game we grabbed dinner and headed home to get the kids bathed and ready for their week at my parents house.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoZP91hVYgulDXJfV6exF0dA9je2JBS_euO8kUyjygpt8B1OttqwJvi5YHhrFG8LvtIkai6pKLXYQHvZYDp2NDkdXTMQ1Eiar2yDRNi2qig7J7KOtxyAXDeByvUEyQ0ndspCkxobX6rmH4/s4032/IMG_9722.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoZP91hVYgulDXJfV6exF0dA9je2JBS_euO8kUyjygpt8B1OttqwJvi5YHhrFG8LvtIkai6pKLXYQHvZYDp2NDkdXTMQ1Eiar2yDRNi2qig7J7KOtxyAXDeByvUEyQ0ndspCkxobX6rmH4/s320/IMG_9722.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Our last picture as a family of four. They were so excited. We decided since the baby would likely be here before 8:00am, they would go into school late so they could find out what the baby was before school. I was really nervous because Barrett really wanted a brother, AveryAnn was insistent it was a sister and I knew one of them was going to be disappointed and I wasn't going to get to be with them to comfort them.</div><p style="text-align: center;"> Our c-section was scheduled for Monday, October 19th. We had to be at the hospital at 5:15 and were scheduled to go back at 7:15. After we dropped the kids off Sunday night, we went home and finished getting our things together. We weren't entirely sure what the hospital's policy was for Patrick. We didn't know if he'd be allowed to leave and come back or if he'd have to stay with me the entire time. (He's always left to go home and shower and check things and I knew he would go stir crazy in that room for 3-4 days.) I don't think I slept a wink. My fitbit said I slept 3 hours but it didn't feel like it. I'm not sure Patrick slept either. A mixture of nerves and excitement. We ended up getting to the hospital around 5:00am. We laughed a little that we were early. We were ready to get the show on the road. I was so ready to hold this baby. There is something about knowing your baby is about to be born, knowing it's about to be on the outside after carrying it for so long on the inside. As ready as I was to meet him/her, I was a little sad to not be pregnant anymore.</p><p style="text-align: center;">They quickly took us back to our room and got me all checked in and hooked up to all the monitors. Just like with AveryAnn, I was having contractions and didn't realize it. It felt like no time at all and it was time to roll to the OR. I had to leave Patrick in the hall right outside while they did my spinal block and got everything ready. There was another dad out there waiting too. I was glad he had someone to talk to. For some reason I was more nervous this time. You'd think after two previous c-sections I'd be an old pro but I guess the older you get the more you're aware of all the things that could go wrong. I'm not typically someone that dwells on the what ifs but I'd be lying if I said I didn't worry a bit laying on that table. The nurse asked me if I wanted the clear drape, I declined. She put it up anyway and I'm so glad she did. I was afraid I would see more than I wanted but it was perfect. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2i5c6oiK8m0e2rpWw1dsQfM7lCFs_x7R5Om2STK27N-UsBYa6EM5Y1scyWFA3mwt9LXxsugTNgzZb_3cdBGzIZMTC5B4WbMfmY9EPuZfvdSZGqqhj0t7zpPAAfUaRz-tdpDFmxtWu3TAP/s3088/IMG_9735.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2i5c6oiK8m0e2rpWw1dsQfM7lCFs_x7R5Om2STK27N-UsBYa6EM5Y1scyWFA3mwt9LXxsugTNgzZb_3cdBGzIZMTC5B4WbMfmY9EPuZfvdSZGqqhj0t7zpPAAfUaRz-tdpDFmxtWu3TAP/s320/IMG_9735.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I love this picture Patrick took of himself while he was waiting.</span></div><p style="text-align: center;">My doctor came in and I was afraid they forgot Patrick, but he quickly followed. Seeing him eased my nerves. It was go time. It took them a little longer to get me open due to scar tissue but it felt like no time until I heard this baby screaming, not crying she was screaming. They let Patrick tell me it was a girl. Here's where I have to confess that Patrick has known what the baby was all along. He really wanted to know and I really didn't. Since he couldn't go to the ultrasound with me I had the tech put the reveal pictures in a sealed card. After my appointment I met him and gave him the card. So he's known all along. He didn't want anyone to know he knew though. It made it so much fun.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhttKtsJ2LU5w1HBFYgi9T5p4rnN3it0r405GTsmR316b0nrD1P7aHtHhVbMr_Na61xZmvSXA6iXF7EjGv-nVmimcQSlImEBkMpMdkP1raqt4T18wIvQbQYBlHEdotkB37AbRYMWWNxdu7K/s4032/IMG_9742.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhttKtsJ2LU5w1HBFYgi9T5p4rnN3it0r405GTsmR316b0nrD1P7aHtHhVbMr_Na61xZmvSXA6iXF7EjGv-nVmimcQSlImEBkMpMdkP1raqt4T18wIvQbQYBlHEdotkB37AbRYMWWNxdu7K/s320/IMG_9742.HEIC" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHncd6Cvq1A1KNfOvtibP-HtZwd1v4w2lXL_Kn40v7HKi-dEgH7HlUKXJTpcxhbL8royPubEau_IFJeGivJqnAsXAQbu4Q4l8L7dHrqMkaDdIWKrpDlqqZmAkfWF0wPr4FYhmZ6sLq0Txo/s4032/IMG_9738.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHncd6Cvq1A1KNfOvtibP-HtZwd1v4w2lXL_Kn40v7HKi-dEgH7HlUKXJTpcxhbL8royPubEau_IFJeGivJqnAsXAQbu4Q4l8L7dHrqMkaDdIWKrpDlqqZmAkfWF0wPr4FYhmZ6sLq0Txo/s320/IMG_9738.HEIC" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;">Back to her delivery...</p><p style="text-align: center;">I remember AveryAnn taking longer to cry than I wanted so I'd prayed that this baby would make his/her presence known quickly. Boy did she. I'm not sure they'd even pulled her out good and she was screaming. She continued to scream for the next 3 hours. As soon as I heard that scream, I couldn't hold back the tears. I was more emotional this time around. Maybe it was the circumstances of the world, maybe it was all the crazy that has been this year, maybe it was knowing this is more than likely the last time I'll experience this miracle. I'm not sure the reason, but I felt it hard. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVCduk7VMrDc_Y0FUqTN0S5W3wqcrzCtzt_qRizBzJ-bxdjTFZYzki8_eimFnrMcH5OuzWm5RlJzR93_wd1UUq4cZmoQBgZgVzJo1S-4s6p_Bl3Lv9t7IvKyKn2rqhrznBeY6Tvz_0NOUa/s4032/IMG_9736.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVCduk7VMrDc_Y0FUqTN0S5W3wqcrzCtzt_qRizBzJ-bxdjTFZYzki8_eimFnrMcH5OuzWm5RlJzR93_wd1UUq4cZmoQBgZgVzJo1S-4s6p_Bl3Lv9t7IvKyKn2rqhrznBeY6Tvz_0NOUa/s320/IMG_9736.HEIC" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRk_mMcfKxLyUW22EeYUlXMCGHjJ7wa8nHT91VpsrJgweh0UiLYekfFCiosxd7bu1reoI6hl_SbTs9Nq9pRJ0K3euHI7heR_n87BfGgAAkabBik1Hvgtlr2WytPFg01v569AS40I-lRjb1/s4032/IMG_9753.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRk_mMcfKxLyUW22EeYUlXMCGHjJ7wa8nHT91VpsrJgweh0UiLYekfFCiosxd7bu1reoI6hl_SbTs9Nq9pRJ0K3euHI7heR_n87BfGgAAkabBik1Hvgtlr2WytPFg01v569AS40I-lRjb1/s320/IMG_9753.HEIC" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyGUwqittJoeApIfXgKSunw1YP_tPdOD4QBVxqNLbVqfYj7rHQ_Zd7lCA7VcXPTKT1agawlmEnHQleXdvuy4tAfqEQWrsp0de0yL6pQnPSOY4WURlMW99EfQVdY_QhXhJA56r7XyOD8R1M/s4032/IMG_9754.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyGUwqittJoeApIfXgKSunw1YP_tPdOD4QBVxqNLbVqfYj7rHQ_Zd7lCA7VcXPTKT1agawlmEnHQleXdvuy4tAfqEQWrsp0de0yL6pQnPSOY4WURlMW99EfQVdY_QhXhJA56r7XyOD8R1M/s320/IMG_9754.HEIC" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">They let me see her and kiss her and then swept her away to be weighed and checked out. I'm not kidding when I tell you she legit screamed the entire time. Patrick and I just looked at each other with a nervous smile. "What have we gotten ourselves into?!" crossed my mind once or twice. Her official time of birth was 7:21am, weighing in at 8 pounds and 11 ounces. We were shocked that she wasn't bigger. We thought she'd be around 10 pounds like her sister. Once they got her checked out and they moved me off the table into a bed they let me do skin to skin during the ride back to our room. She continued to scream. We got to our room, they kept checking our vitals, she screamed. We facetimed the kids, she screamed. They were so excited. Even Barrett, he was a tad disappointed but still so happy to see his new baby sister. AveryAnn was absolutely beside herself with excitement. I was so sad we weren't with them but thankful for the technology to get to see their faces.</div><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5eadaGMIFSoAtc-NEFZqKSQhSPaU3GndT8W_7JMQWLjRIaT2N4YqHrFvI1iEgmpWcMLG19S0LK0iQ59VbAni1DDR3Ud812QW916MOBAvW8iWDrtJsopsCPagrfggWgwUXCXQeZilG6sbd/s4032/IMG_9759.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5eadaGMIFSoAtc-NEFZqKSQhSPaU3GndT8W_7JMQWLjRIaT2N4YqHrFvI1iEgmpWcMLG19S0LK0iQ59VbAni1DDR3Ud812QW916MOBAvW8iWDrtJsopsCPagrfggWgwUXCXQeZilG6sbd/s320/IMG_9759.HEIC" /></a></p><p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdUhyphenhyphenFQehOUS5YITbWOgd-ytwIm7K4n2Kysv8weUPSp2FIO7GGA8NIpW3VWTz2cuS-vtWbLhLhQO27HuF_q9hgCOlh-U_Ogk9C9QjQCfL3IIntJ3IbHWtqjHVcNZKkoDbHAPs7Yg_rFKBE/s4032/IMG_9757.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdUhyphenhyphenFQehOUS5YITbWOgd-ytwIm7K4n2Kysv8weUPSp2FIO7GGA8NIpW3VWTz2cuS-vtWbLhLhQO27HuF_q9hgCOlh-U_Ogk9C9QjQCfL3IIntJ3IbHWtqjHVcNZKkoDbHAPs7Yg_rFKBE/s320/IMG_9757.HEIC" /></a></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn83T5sl4idTu3lP0Ph6g8aX_bgOGh_jaUY2L2UOLB9tANu6uhFHJcohFPyUteqSXhtX3bs6S7J0ggkKO4wE8qAYtn-QUedZyXqje_VJaZhe2jdgRKlEGMEILqjgo-3NVonM0UC3L22fkO/s4032/IMG_9762.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn83T5sl4idTu3lP0Ph6g8aX_bgOGh_jaUY2L2UOLB9tANu6uhFHJcohFPyUteqSXhtX3bs6S7J0ggkKO4wE8qAYtn-QUedZyXqje_VJaZhe2jdgRKlEGMEILqjgo-3NVonM0UC3L22fkO/s320/IMG_9762.HEIC" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;">Her breathing slowed enough for me to try to nurse her. I wasn't sure how this would go, after my breast reduction my doctor said I had a 50/50 shot of being able to breastfeed. She nursed on one side but never could get her latched on the other side. My nurse was great to get the lactation consultant up to see me ASAP. I ended up knowing her from a small group I'd been in back in the spring. It was nice to see a familiar face. She was so kind and helpful, but I ultimately decided it was going to be too much to try to nurse on just one side. So they brought us some bottles. I think Patrick got to feed her the first bottle. It wasn't long after this that I started to feel bad. I've gotten sick after every delivery so I wasn't shocked. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7hLDUW0SfgebLVh1o_RkHFwfzGbnc1I8yUJDYEAPDNx-e8B9Su9F05T36XtMyii726OMB8xQsb0481QsiR6zaALu6mbdtH77KlMp3BnRxo4pq8B30FqzIfO7U2t5uzKkGMiQ_-HoIxpwO/s4032/62483355342__679354F3-7ECD-41F2-9406-260959BB9600.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7hLDUW0SfgebLVh1o_RkHFwfzGbnc1I8yUJDYEAPDNx-e8B9Su9F05T36XtMyii726OMB8xQsb0481QsiR6zaALu6mbdtH77KlMp3BnRxo4pq8B30FqzIfO7U2t5uzKkGMiQ_-HoIxpwO/s320/62483355342__679354F3-7ECD-41F2-9406-260959BB9600.JPG" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUVaDntOleozegy8Y0Pz3aBvm9dxIwyP9JNcqMSscw1jeQlNGeIEUsVF58FIrTZf5iFjMxeV1ltIW6wrusYAfJ9UgPiSrOLmu_vXWTj0-I8AYek5sgQ4LJF7ozJBeATwlJz-uSDVhINrRy/s4032/IMG_9764.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUVaDntOleozegy8Y0Pz3aBvm9dxIwyP9JNcqMSscw1jeQlNGeIEUsVF58FIrTZf5iFjMxeV1ltIW6wrusYAfJ9UgPiSrOLmu_vXWTj0-I8AYek5sgQ4LJF7ozJBeATwlJz-uSDVhINrRy/s320/IMG_9764.HEIC" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgApSNk6aWFjdzpkOhbRXVZEQ_e2g4tkkWVPXkcJ4NS66j3FA8qxGuJbuu5zLsAlvFZPxxZsmCUXA62inzZu3GjlonbV4V4F2PEQ6E5R7Jx7SMoeNqAESIgx3J4ctEndncXcxcDZelLg5RU/s4032/IMG_9766.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgApSNk6aWFjdzpkOhbRXVZEQ_e2g4tkkWVPXkcJ4NS66j3FA8qxGuJbuu5zLsAlvFZPxxZsmCUXA62inzZu3GjlonbV4V4F2PEQ6E5R7Jx7SMoeNqAESIgx3J4ctEndncXcxcDZelLg5RU/s320/IMG_9766.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Once she got that bottle she was a happy girl! She finally quit screaming, and seemed to be okay with us. I, on the other hand, spent the rest of the day with a cold rag over my face trying not to throw up. I was so thankful for Patrick and him being able to feed her. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_dV-unoBwMUnodt10qAJvD1U5opEmKZc8gMy2Hy6x6eYmIq4o_0XfpxZi-_LbhFiu4b8IVOUpIebs8LiAqdVtm6pXAuOb_hkSvFP-ntUl5bQmQddJgVfUS8SenkYBA3aS4t7KWHKiSEbo/s3088/IMG_9768.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_dV-unoBwMUnodt10qAJvD1U5opEmKZc8gMy2Hy6x6eYmIq4o_0XfpxZi-_LbhFiu4b8IVOUpIebs8LiAqdVtm6pXAuOb_hkSvFP-ntUl5bQmQddJgVfUS8SenkYBA3aS4t7KWHKiSEbo/s320/IMG_9768.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We sent her to the nursery for the night so we could get some sleep. They also had to check her blood sugar before every feeding and it was honestly just easier if she was with them. Fun Fact: I didn't realize they didn't check all baby's blood sugar, they only do it if they are a certain size percentage. All of our babies have had to have their blood sugar checked upon arrival. ha!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB-TpJ67-Wpib3JtEwHaKPBRDel-n7jveFfZq9NvtYvP-f8mIdyz9PyP0QYA6T4iLSEjZVrUbGcWSUlPI3lyZYJtrs2OQnyUpuQH1rLdkYuqHy5-8vpvVSveHZSfEaHaZSkZ1ausbk-atl/s4032/IMG_9800.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB-TpJ67-Wpib3JtEwHaKPBRDel-n7jveFfZq9NvtYvP-f8mIdyz9PyP0QYA6T4iLSEjZVrUbGcWSUlPI3lyZYJtrs2OQnyUpuQH1rLdkYuqHy5-8vpvVSveHZSfEaHaZSkZ1ausbk-atl/s320/IMG_9800.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Her sweet doorhanger that her Nana and I made...that no one but the nurses got to see!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Adler Marie, you are so loved. We are so thankful you are here and ours! </div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13120662340027247032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606491534435373811.post-19576070998083081402020-10-27T15:29:00.000-05:002020-10-27T15:29:03.314-05:00It's A...<p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwvIJTRyRNRD642GC6h4yWf4UaGOvSis0JSv0pKtQmi3pxP6Am7TAgt7FIJAuSim1Oa9pTWIcYl-UIOL70oX-ZPWFi0yuagpFKMU8hDjeQCHkZ7zuo77T-s9QT0LEEXKPIzY-4I5lPBP5n/s4032/IMG_9751.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwvIJTRyRNRD642GC6h4yWf4UaGOvSis0JSv0pKtQmi3pxP6Am7TAgt7FIJAuSim1Oa9pTWIcYl-UIOL70oX-ZPWFi0yuagpFKMU8hDjeQCHkZ7zuo77T-s9QT0LEEXKPIzY-4I5lPBP5n/s320/IMG_9751.HEIC" /></a></div> <span style="color: #ff00fe; font-size: x-large;">GIRL!!!</span><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAvjC-ybn9-lv52QaU8xhSnwMW6NLLpkDUYx04boOar3SqUKq7OxskvdRpJMPIokQQzH9sYpf19-RSI8oEXPEFFo-ISIwBEZN8qlo5xO6v024p6JR54fEUa-NZuvBvWF-7jiXPZgdjeoPb/s4032/IMG_9736.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAvjC-ybn9-lv52QaU8xhSnwMW6NLLpkDUYx04boOar3SqUKq7OxskvdRpJMPIokQQzH9sYpf19-RSI8oEXPEFFo-ISIwBEZN8qlo5xO6v024p6JR54fEUa-NZuvBvWF-7jiXPZgdjeoPb/s320/IMG_9736.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Adler Marie Horton</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Monday, October 19, 2020</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">7:21 AM</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">8lbs 11ozs</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">21" long</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She is absolutely perfect and we couldn't be more in love!</div><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOGu8GhyBWfLOqk6gnqoh9hgCbcADezqszsx0OIgSOWJSQy1tdv9kHeE5a53UCzR-7U3WmXBfU5BmQsoP-i0ZU5iWm6Hrz4lP2HVL11ucqYHm-ZtHgH91Is5WLI5wnx268q9fjEQo4E0Se/s4032/IMG_9747.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOGu8GhyBWfLOqk6gnqoh9hgCbcADezqszsx0OIgSOWJSQy1tdv9kHeE5a53UCzR-7U3WmXBfU5BmQsoP-i0ZU5iWm6Hrz4lP2HVL11ucqYHm-ZtHgH91Is5WLI5wnx268q9fjEQo4E0Se/s320/IMG_9747.HEIC" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGRy4ev0KFVRm5rvNJbtCEYMt62dB4pm6d8YE9D6h07nwvfT_4qGD8mVQz7cQo8EAHn0FJRfbhRUpzpQY8763OAqGQUODwvUDEMEr0Xz7R3JWXYrTnA5AbnqbXgjrIkRlGmS8ycAhDhIHO/s2380/IMG_9743.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2380" data-original-width="1783" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGRy4ev0KFVRm5rvNJbtCEYMt62dB4pm6d8YE9D6h07nwvfT_4qGD8mVQz7cQo8EAHn0FJRfbhRUpzpQY8763OAqGQUODwvUDEMEr0Xz7R3JWXYrTnA5AbnqbXgjrIkRlGmS8ycAhDhIHO/s320/IMG_9743.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>She looks so much like her big brother and sister. We were shocked she was so much smaller than AveryAnn, we really thought she'd be bigger. She's just the sweetest little snuggle bug and we are all so smitten with her.<br /><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span><p></p>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13120662340027247032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606491534435373811.post-32061743814470138722020-10-13T10:20:00.002-05:002020-10-13T10:20:19.455-05:00Last Bump Date<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3eRovzIIm5ydCsMPHBUqK9tzcPYJf8KCUrLcmmNk-s5jPAB2Ucfio3_x8wIOpZIXDFS3SWhOsyAS9g_Zw0SuzCcRc_N3lTb93cKj4Mar5Y-kev5GHIatS0j14XE5mBQGIBBGvohKyW-rf/s4032/IMG_9664.HEIC" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3eRovzIIm5ydCsMPHBUqK9tzcPYJf8KCUrLcmmNk-s5jPAB2Ucfio3_x8wIOpZIXDFS3SWhOsyAS9g_Zw0SuzCcRc_N3lTb93cKj4Mar5Y-kev5GHIatS0j14XE5mBQGIBBGvohKyW-rf/s320/IMG_9664.HEIC" /></a></div><p style="text-align: center;"> 3<span style="text-align: center;">6 weeks (2 weeks ago)</span></p><p style="text-align: center;">We were headed to a wedding. I'm huge.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Our c-section is scheduled for October 19th and it can't get here fast enough. We are all so excited to know what this baby is. I'm going to miss being pregnant a little bit. At least the sweet parts of feeling this baby move all around. This is my wildest baby so far. It already feels so big and so strong. It actually hurts a little when it's rolling around in there. I finally got the nursery somewhat put together. I'll share once the baby is here and we get it completely finished. (I decided not to paint yet because I love the pink with the print I chose for the sheet, so if it's a boy we will have to paint. It's a risk I was willing to take because I knew I would be mad if it was a girl and I'd painted over the pink).</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I can't wait to watch the kids with the baby. They are both so excited, it's really sweet. They keep talking about all the things we're going to get to do with the baby. I hope they are this excited once it's here. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">6 days! We are ready!</div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13120662340027247032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606491534435373811.post-58163572137551688792020-10-06T13:31:00.002-05:002020-10-06T13:31:54.011-05:00September<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">March and April were the longest months ever on record and July, August, and September might have been the shortest. I can't believe we're already in baby month!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQJyyPw__jXvsttstLNzmqLgGKg9Fk4iyp2Et0za1AYn94hWDoETtrkLpHmhI8kxT8PHfvbZL_jz__8pPCPxSjqhUtAVna8VDfMa7Fh8lIHYkJrCwP-WHy7hOAPdeaghD7KrPU8SkGal4q/s3088/IMG_9571.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQJyyPw__jXvsttstLNzmqLgGKg9Fk4iyp2Et0za1AYn94hWDoETtrkLpHmhI8kxT8PHfvbZL_jz__8pPCPxSjqhUtAVna8VDfMa7Fh8lIHYkJrCwP-WHy7hOAPdeaghD7KrPU8SkGal4q/s320/IMG_9571.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She will crawl up in my lap and fall asleep and I'm not the least bit sad about it!</div><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeiIhJsMsHuEP98FXeYDRLe9GOdQ9_qTv_vk-I7PEAmeEQPTXOetMqdAO34VZs_GN5plQTEaMWG8Mtur-Z1oJMCSrTiRrLnTVzN9AMr_TJHvjAGvFsLWWUEOBHbvOveaBjfNAsep3m-cNj/s4032/IMG_9560.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeiIhJsMsHuEP98FXeYDRLe9GOdQ9_qTv_vk-I7PEAmeEQPTXOetMqdAO34VZs_GN5plQTEaMWG8Mtur-Z1oJMCSrTiRrLnTVzN9AMr_TJHvjAGvFsLWWUEOBHbvOveaBjfNAsep3m-cNj/s320/IMG_9560.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We've finished renovation on the master bath. We are so pleased with how it turned out! The hall bath is being renovated now and we can't wait for it to be completed too! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkHUsvwlIr6giK8q9WCQLyxmoLIfoMXbgyY6uSZ89fiquRwUf3YyAkAM_7jD73IIMxcuw65t7xs8C4xxowQd1no1fTXYdYHa8PfHHwDIFlSTf3nyBM4iSHc9ZtKPAU9u01YusU7HgvjigX/s4032/IMG_9515.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkHUsvwlIr6giK8q9WCQLyxmoLIfoMXbgyY6uSZ89fiquRwUf3YyAkAM_7jD73IIMxcuw65t7xs8C4xxowQd1no1fTXYdYHa8PfHHwDIFlSTf3nyBM4iSHc9ZtKPAU9u01YusU7HgvjigX/s320/IMG_9515.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Barrett's first day of remote school. He did so great with the remote learning. We've been so proud of his attitude. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW8GMUemoKmihxDSq-ydGxZllW4FdYDEwMbhPaG0r8KI7l9D8EIclYaGGHInTaVSPyF3KjUCVSXRgPRfRZGeLd98dnVdVRRDKHTcIXJKubKXYorQy87I171s1eCGhDfIGPNe6CLuWyESNy/s1657/IMG_9559.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1657" data-original-width="1242" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW8GMUemoKmihxDSq-ydGxZllW4FdYDEwMbhPaG0r8KI7l9D8EIclYaGGHInTaVSPyF3KjUCVSXRgPRfRZGeLd98dnVdVRRDKHTcIXJKubKXYorQy87I171s1eCGhDfIGPNe6CLuWyESNy/s320/IMG_9559.PNG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">He got to go to school one day for a few minutes. He was the only student in his class and his teacher sent me this picture. He was so excited to get to go. He's going two days a week right now and will start back 5 days next week. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNraInAF-NZFBO4aaR1_pz_hlz0b2Gd-2iT8EO-ikZzhDqsyM2TWYgYtBpgydD1KmYz3IYzISZ77wzeFg9T5M7bZTPVy9o7kJXhvzkHgUAgwJQMRiclVJVhyphenhyphenfyGwm9f9GEZlE934kPMvBX/s4032/IMG_9575.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNraInAF-NZFBO4aaR1_pz_hlz0b2Gd-2iT8EO-ikZzhDqsyM2TWYgYtBpgydD1KmYz3IYzISZ77wzeFg9T5M7bZTPVy9o7kJXhvzkHgUAgwJQMRiclVJVhyphenhyphenfyGwm9f9GEZlE934kPMvBX/s320/IMG_9575.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We made one last trip to Alabama Adventure. My parents and some of the cousins made the trip too. We had a fun day. The kids loved having their cousins there.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYEkafbp8WtU42uC4j52xe9-3rBYnBuvD0mZbL-7UMcfk5ATvRd3DAEIrRhr1-nUqcSuFbbnpGHJJ_tWFrewtNUcOn_13tVQkE4j1hwZ5Gv7PCRjxiGj25xeZoza6YN3tjb0bKGi6meHqC/s3088/IMG_9629.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2320" data-original-width="3088" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYEkafbp8WtU42uC4j52xe9-3rBYnBuvD0mZbL-7UMcfk5ATvRd3DAEIrRhr1-nUqcSuFbbnpGHJJ_tWFrewtNUcOn_13tVQkE4j1hwZ5Gv7PCRjxiGj25xeZoza6YN3tjb0bKGi6meHqC/s320/IMG_9629.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Patrick finally got his bucket truck. We piled in for a quick trip around the neighborhood one afternoon. (AveryAnn looks so grown in this picture.)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMh5okO1EHd-Uk4HE-qELUsNzj8yOokRpnSUGcbmwil8B_oesxP8xsddbh0EsUP0VequSxftzM7HqdxY6upxJoFEWpxSUN3hyphenhyphens9Lq-XkMOnJnLF6M084296JO49hnDHWgOR4dzabtSUdpT/s4032/IMG_9610.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMh5okO1EHd-Uk4HE-qELUsNzj8yOokRpnSUGcbmwil8B_oesxP8xsddbh0EsUP0VequSxftzM7HqdxY6upxJoFEWpxSUN3hyphenhyphens9Lq-XkMOnJnLF6M084296JO49hnDHWgOR4dzabtSUdpT/s320/IMG_9610.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Barrett lost another tooth!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJU0-gzuGkac0cG7D8bcuSvhtfwuZ2DOsWfyqgds25GTqEuiedcWlx5ihPXNwgW2u8om9sxODyw7XemIrttUTUoAjoQH8Y8Wn1EN2BkyQDgTdi1QLNRJTQtVwU71glvjBe6AVQ9pgP9O0G/s4032/IMG_9597.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJU0-gzuGkac0cG7D8bcuSvhtfwuZ2DOsWfyqgds25GTqEuiedcWlx5ihPXNwgW2u8om9sxODyw7XemIrttUTUoAjoQH8Y8Wn1EN2BkyQDgTdi1QLNRJTQtVwU71glvjBe6AVQ9pgP9O0G/s320/IMG_9597.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The day the bucket truck arrived. I am so proud of him and he is so proud of this truck! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv6TVduxtDHLTvZXkU4vTk0k_PUCpJRx8qcMhu5ch7cXFuPwY59FbznJ8Y4qkIcB8i_jXv-84vk-dK0pw5EJhnxzKHt0ljR0o28-4NPhLNF6iXDbK-qWqdLXg_tT4B8IANPTilw04RCWSV/s1621/IMG_9592.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1621" data-original-width="1218" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv6TVduxtDHLTvZXkU4vTk0k_PUCpJRx8qcMhu5ch7cXFuPwY59FbznJ8Y4qkIcB8i_jXv-84vk-dK0pw5EJhnxzKHt0ljR0o28-4NPhLNF6iXDbK-qWqdLXg_tT4B8IANPTilw04RCWSV/s320/IMG_9592.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Sweet girl had to have some cavities filled and she was so funny. While her mouth was asleep she thought she couldn't talk. Barrett and I probably laughed at her too much.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAHNPfhwUK0ehTh_npTDdQgFIDSCzzRuXa1ZxNPatTUEjkCMnTrfB3dRw16lmHCJcD1yqbVTAjlTOSKrcxy5bUefOs59yHbpnOPN1kITN1khAGd8tpvwChWaYLXhEUX6VmJC9n3kprkNRe/s2637/IMG_9584.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2637" data-original-width="1299" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAHNPfhwUK0ehTh_npTDdQgFIDSCzzRuXa1ZxNPatTUEjkCMnTrfB3dRw16lmHCJcD1yqbVTAjlTOSKrcxy5bUefOs59yHbpnOPN1kITN1khAGd8tpvwChWaYLXhEUX6VmJC9n3kprkNRe/s320/IMG_9584.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Barrett started Fall ball this month. I told her to go get dressed to take him to practice and this is what she came back wearing. I just went with it. Her personality is so fun!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxDvPdcitzw2aVzR_5-xjga9TX-5_FX-tJsos-uxPewTiDznvZueX3fA3lFJqs3mAZ-zde1juwN8on28J5-JElCh9ZhhJc_0wjER5gCccYHz_BLBCyA9li1Nw9t5oNAh9sYcr0WTjAk_RE/s3088/IMG_9578.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxDvPdcitzw2aVzR_5-xjga9TX-5_FX-tJsos-uxPewTiDznvZueX3fA3lFJqs3mAZ-zde1juwN8on28J5-JElCh9ZhhJc_0wjER5gCccYHz_BLBCyA9li1Nw9t5oNAh9sYcr0WTjAk_RE/s320/IMG_9578.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She went somewhere with us, I can't remember where now.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg53sSaR6cQDqKKkFeJjB4VheMTIybbZC5JR4AQCgpXGt2JklRGCKDEMcZemvp7cRqDma8MXHwe5AM00XC08DwMebMFt1aqnjr3FQLCj02F60lLDlb0hDtBoCj005wauaxQ0LefzxVJNa7X/s3088/IMG_9576.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg53sSaR6cQDqKKkFeJjB4VheMTIybbZC5JR4AQCgpXGt2JklRGCKDEMcZemvp7cRqDma8MXHwe5AM00XC08DwMebMFt1aqnjr3FQLCj02F60lLDlb0hDtBoCj005wauaxQ0LefzxVJNa7X/s320/IMG_9576.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She's always touching the baby bump. Always.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7y5kYALm0X66fNe16UALbcel6u3Ve3nrRXLx7Hm4YFX-F6YImdCpYyeyomDZx8romjJOdLSlVviNjkxvTVNoRAPIeixXLMAZeGvUV8cZc6fYKTiBFMB1ND4mm1gaHNPK6xmXIr4oCym6k/s4032/IMG_9633.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7y5kYALm0X66fNe16UALbcel6u3Ve3nrRXLx7Hm4YFX-F6YImdCpYyeyomDZx8romjJOdLSlVviNjkxvTVNoRAPIeixXLMAZeGvUV8cZc6fYKTiBFMB1ND4mm1gaHNPK6xmXIr4oCym6k/s320/IMG_9633.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I had a dream this was my baby.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge2pAzqJyeTmfx1Ej9uh1o7NMvGwNOD2PqAZsUYCsw0T7nR4U5649sdVubUrq01ccoipgjXwD00T2nx4rrvdaooFS_425WQGstqfgw6Ll5njFU8-ZiUTsQtK5qW2vOW-nsF-zHh6p6tBeh/s4032/IMG_9636.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge2pAzqJyeTmfx1Ej9uh1o7NMvGwNOD2PqAZsUYCsw0T7nR4U5649sdVubUrq01ccoipgjXwD00T2nx4rrvdaooFS_425WQGstqfgw6Ll5njFU8-ZiUTsQtK5qW2vOW-nsF-zHh6p6tBeh/s320/IMG_9636.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My parents took them to the high school game to watch Ava in the band. AveryAnn was so funny. She wouldn't say they went to the game she told everyone they went to the band.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfV7ub5Dbs7SbOaBK_7TjBCJPWYwjX5gsZIRBgLaG7Pm4dcKBQ4ZyKaDX_Tsfr3N1_Givp9jsErs79-npjcTaez8kzs4A2IV4G_kI8R1tPjBo4t-AizEUgc35qC6rHdx6d_StWcJUBc661/s4032/IMG_9637.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfV7ub5Dbs7SbOaBK_7TjBCJPWYwjX5gsZIRBgLaG7Pm4dcKBQ4ZyKaDX_Tsfr3N1_Givp9jsErs79-npjcTaez8kzs4A2IV4G_kI8R1tPjBo4t-AizEUgc35qC6rHdx6d_StWcJUBc661/s320/IMG_9637.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I let them paint a canvas for their room.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGcahuUHopgo2cd8WK6YeaweWHIn6fOKggjRujTYkPf-S-0hbheANEym2RPDZAZT3fYLxHsU6-QQV9nyfAcpfaQnSFjOfkQitbAqUkFsWKPtuumGkr5lgs8AVFV-QA4uz0eU6G5w_GAzaN/s4032/IMG_9645.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGcahuUHopgo2cd8WK6YeaweWHIn6fOKggjRujTYkPf-S-0hbheANEym2RPDZAZT3fYLxHsU6-QQV9nyfAcpfaQnSFjOfkQitbAqUkFsWKPtuumGkr5lgs8AVFV-QA4uz0eU6G5w_GAzaN/s320/IMG_9645.HEIC" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">They are so proud and had so much fun.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFDw5MQUob6YGzwjRTCHpf3bB7uUwuke95-FJ4H4Fd5XFPwHXtGpM7jhltTZLlkQauitCR8sQ6_i0pjkwlY8Gxlilt2HvM4VJywqAmXK5bkmK4meTrO-rxGt8ImTjyoM45ruJYgLbVdJF9/s1965/IMG_9650.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1965" data-original-width="1525" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFDw5MQUob6YGzwjRTCHpf3bB7uUwuke95-FJ4H4Fd5XFPwHXtGpM7jhltTZLlkQauitCR8sQ6_i0pjkwlY8Gxlilt2HvM4VJywqAmXK5bkmK4meTrO-rxGt8ImTjyoM45ruJYgLbVdJF9/s320/IMG_9650.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">He walked her to the door for dance one week. He is the sweetest big brother. I hope they always love each other!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT53fV3iU6E7B0ukXAU38-q9wnmjK1qfnstSSFGUcC5Bw2h9EjQr7d3jKKMIBBzVH4pinw5Y-r1wDcJ6GeRwSunlpg7CGX2L2Oz9CqSc4Yqs501Wg92varecOXWh8KyquWkzEYjAc9SXuw/s4032/IMG_9661.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT53fV3iU6E7B0ukXAU38-q9wnmjK1qfnstSSFGUcC5Bw2h9EjQr7d3jKKMIBBzVH4pinw5Y-r1wDcJ6GeRwSunlpg7CGX2L2Oz9CqSc4Yqs501Wg92varecOXWh8KyquWkzEYjAc9SXuw/s320/IMG_9661.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It was finally gameday! We broke out our matching gameday outfits!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQHwFoY7RfIZGrxfSgaL0Mzo-_gBsPEmUOWqr9ES6o0F7qUF6Oue1Y51NSrYypBYL9T__JL4JRob_b4-3ZxXkQbDWXWrknkNKyerakQ-hpI4s2NMjqMzrmFnUJAK_TstRaz-NbEntdexwZ/s3088/IMG_9665.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQHwFoY7RfIZGrxfSgaL0Mzo-_gBsPEmUOWqr9ES6o0F7qUF6Oue1Y51NSrYypBYL9T__JL4JRob_b4-3ZxXkQbDWXWrknkNKyerakQ-hpI4s2NMjqMzrmFnUJAK_TstRaz-NbEntdexwZ/s320/IMG_9665.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">That same day we got cleaned up and headed to a wedding. It'd been too long since we'd gotten to do anything just the two of us!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoapDsKLjKX_7V5TirxRyg2qlnLYggtS6Xk573xy5sKm_sFkphLt0MoeQc2JW0eGjI-zJMtUFMV0oJEiLHCPrMNHHbNXpygc0e1igpq5_7wOF7AzXC9Q-v9csJEpWvElr9r66VGGpEABJq/s4032/IMG_9669.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoapDsKLjKX_7V5TirxRyg2qlnLYggtS6Xk573xy5sKm_sFkphLt0MoeQc2JW0eGjI-zJMtUFMV0oJEiLHCPrMNHHbNXpygc0e1igpq5_7wOF7AzXC9Q-v9csJEpWvElr9r66VGGpEABJq/s320/IMG_9669.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">He finally got to go to class last week. He had a great day and is excited to be back at school. But I'm pretty sure next week is going to kick his tail when he has to go all 5 days.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">That's it for September. We're officially on baby watch over here. I've got a couple weeks left until my scheduled date, if we make it!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13120662340027247032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606491534435373811.post-49189548838900056662020-09-14T14:36:00.003-05:002020-09-14T14:36:25.428-05:00First Day(s) of School<p></p><div style="text-align: center;">We've had our first days of school over the last week. They have looked different that past years but we're thankful for a tiny bit of normalcy after the last almost 6 months of crazy. <span style="text-align: left;"> </span></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQJG81R2Z7QKXer0XZzsLqbCKICqeg4bjCb6xOxYAXLRTdvK76-yh2v1XXawxMAfbt58LGCTRVQPKr_1obW4-VgRcjQWTc6DDICrPws0LWtqTH0YabDlGPJicVSKpe3tZfjK7m7HdZS1Wg/s4032/IMG_9399.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQJG81R2Z7QKXer0XZzsLqbCKICqeg4bjCb6xOxYAXLRTdvK76-yh2v1XXawxMAfbt58LGCTRVQPKr_1obW4-VgRcjQWTc6DDICrPws0LWtqTH0YabDlGPJicVSKpe3tZfjK7m7HdZS1Wg/s320/IMG_9399.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">AveryAnn could not wait to go to school. She has missed her friends and her teachers so much. She started August 24th and had the best day!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ViWVcTQZn06veVBWbbHuaFeo3l2daQ9laKLajt31EpJ4A8YG3pr8PlGTbDGtReqGQDsiIWT7rScGpNmXt1OuiElUsqNVbmL5Wr_ZUo4hDTchaQt1AM6L0d5Ark5LN1tOPfeQ2QAfkNrq/s4032/IMG_9397.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7ViWVcTQZn06veVBWbbHuaFeo3l2daQ9laKLajt31EpJ4A8YG3pr8PlGTbDGtReqGQDsiIWT7rScGpNmXt1OuiElUsqNVbmL5Wr_ZUo4hDTchaQt1AM6L0d5Ark5LN1tOPfeQ2QAfkNrq/s320/IMG_9397.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She picked out her dress and insisted on two braids for her hairstyle.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwY_gzKvsSrGpO4nXMJcKIY50K4P8IyHYJI9Vplwz1odX0N_H21IZVs2LrkI6nTczpY0vJtABHKesxMgefbtz8TzMUmmG1PgP1kMIVw59MzGvVVGlw22krfsE9uzPoPqKPbg4NbTw3VDgT/s4032/IMG_9417.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwY_gzKvsSrGpO4nXMJcKIY50K4P8IyHYJI9Vplwz1odX0N_H21IZVs2LrkI6nTczpY0vJtABHKesxMgefbtz8TzMUmmG1PgP1kMIVw59MzGvVVGlw22krfsE9uzPoPqKPbg4NbTw3VDgT/s320/IMG_9417.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This is her last year before big school. I can hardly believe how quickly the years have passed with this one. She is such a joy and keeps us all laughing. She is honest to a fault (I have no idea where she gets that from).</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBKt9c9kWyh7Y_lLw5ec-8-CQHRIbWQOvNTcbjLdPZKtmFQBmD7Q0SxkAu1vza81FcjiJaA1WkECfNyl91XYT1qNpOJ3XeQLvY7bIqpGfbdGiRM5-QU1HqtqU4QCUXPxAceEB4RS7-hVaw/s4032/IMG_9419.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBKt9c9kWyh7Y_lLw5ec-8-CQHRIbWQOvNTcbjLdPZKtmFQBmD7Q0SxkAu1vza81FcjiJaA1WkECfNyl91XYT1qNpOJ3XeQLvY7bIqpGfbdGiRM5-QU1HqtqU4QCUXPxAceEB4RS7-hVaw/s320/IMG_9419.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Barrett insisted on having his picture made too even though he didn't start for another week.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiodMk-td6hH3cqnvgnAtzRsF9IgYLIIdeieWkOqSmYT1uV2EE3pgPdcgq9U8KZWqEz2Yy2yHvG1i6ZX8D02HBZJTo6aLVjl0W5sZQK_IZ0gf6K9f3bwqRwsm99jNybMHOjF9_iJXBDoLWH/s4032/IMG_9439.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiodMk-td6hH3cqnvgnAtzRsF9IgYLIIdeieWkOqSmYT1uV2EE3pgPdcgq9U8KZWqEz2Yy2yHvG1i6ZX8D02HBZJTo6aLVjl0W5sZQK_IZ0gf6K9f3bwqRwsm99jNybMHOjF9_iJXBDoLWH/s320/IMG_9439.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">He did have drive thru supply pick up and meet the teacher. His teacher is new to our school this year but she is the sweetest. He got a chromebook and the supplies we ordered and everything he needed to start remotely this nine weeks. We also go our "Blue Devil Strong" yard sign to show our school spirit! The kids were so happy!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYSb37TnwJwrV89sqyF3vT4rabSl_uoh4paXrxd-hs5FiwBcoE2ef5N5N6Sufhxl7ls3uR2QdehooVrCawdwS1xtFTDvNj0jx6jhyphenhypheno5Fn6m544_CSqxGfvyTDC2WHI61dNrX-qu1byl5Da/s4032/IMG_9506.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYSb37TnwJwrV89sqyF3vT4rabSl_uoh4paXrxd-hs5FiwBcoE2ef5N5N6Sufhxl7ls3uR2QdehooVrCawdwS1xtFTDvNj0jx6jhyphenhypheno5Fn6m544_CSqxGfvyTDC2WHI61dNrX-qu1byl5Da/s320/IMG_9506.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Finally, it was his turn for his first day of second grade. He was excited about remote learning and our teacher had us all very prepared. He'd charged his chromebook the night before and he was ready.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdd23bNo9Dong8205hr3ze86DvhUgP_jeAotoO1NBBgIagml1M3VuZbDpe3yEzioe6st8UbE54VjvcjpEMsccOoYt2MNPbFKjhJJ3IfchnscjX_YizaWo-LZnbr1aMDDakfka056K6TyGb/s4032/IMG_9510.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdd23bNo9Dong8205hr3ze86DvhUgP_jeAotoO1NBBgIagml1M3VuZbDpe3yEzioe6st8UbE54VjvcjpEMsccOoYt2MNPbFKjhJJ3IfchnscjX_YizaWo-LZnbr1aMDDakfka056K6TyGb/s320/IMG_9510.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Patrick was home this day. PTA took breakfast to all the local schools for the teachers and it wasn't ready when I arrived to pick it up so I was later than I'd planned getting back home so Patrick took AveryAnn to school. We had a few minutes when they got back home before we had to log in.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I'll be honest, I was a little nervous about how all the programs would hold up and how the remote learning would go. It has been an amazing experience for us. Barrett has really enjoyed it. I've enjoyed getting to kind of spy on his classroom and get to see him interact with other kids and his teacher. His confidence in the technology has increased everyday and I know that will only benefit him in the long run. He's excited to go back to school. But this time has been really sweet and I'd be lying if I said I wasn't going to miss.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWrrVmTQr6ZRXCqecjI0GEf_sMhF8zEHA5fy_hJZFKSWEkzIl6PanQk8ROdPhOe6MSWW24nzSTM0wMjcxrQZI25pt8KuhRWjnU6xOiUpsolMyBN3X3kjhBM6Jq5xhOmOMv9B4aDxKQV1Ai/s1657/IMG_9559.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1657" data-original-width="1242" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWrrVmTQr6ZRXCqecjI0GEf_sMhF8zEHA5fy_hJZFKSWEkzIl6PanQk8ROdPhOe6MSWW24nzSTM0wMjcxrQZI25pt8KuhRWjnU6xOiUpsolMyBN3X3kjhBM6Jq5xhOmOMv9B4aDxKQV1Ai/s320/IMG_9559.PNG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Our school is letting the kids come in small groups on Thursdays or Fridays in small groups for testing. Barrett was the only one in his group the day he got to go. After that day he's been really excited to go back to school. His sweet teacher sent me his picture. I hate he had to wear a mask but I'm thankful he got to go and he loved it. We get to go back two days a week in a couple of weeks and then hopefully 5 days a week two weeks after that. I should have one whole week with both kids in school before the baby comes. Fingers Crossed!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13120662340027247032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606491534435373811.post-46116985035210014902020-09-04T09:32:00.003-05:002020-10-13T10:19:04.235-05:00Bump Date<p style="text-align: center;"> We're 32 weeks with baby #3! This pregnancy seems to be going by quickly and also feels like I've been pregnant forever! I'm definitely getting antsy to know what it is but holding out until delivery day! This pregnancy has been a lot harder physically. I think a combination of being older and not very active for so long due to quarantine has made this last trimester more painful. We've got around 6 weeks left but have not done a single thing to prepare for this little one's arrival. I'm planning to get the big kids room squared away in the next couple of weeks. I've got everything ready except the dresser I'm repainting. I need to do that next week. </p><p style="text-align: center;">The crib sheet and changing pad cover I ordered for the nursery arrived last week and it's perfect. I'm so torn because if the baby is a girl I would love to leave the nursery pink but if it's a boy, I don't want to have to be painting after the baby is born. So we'll probably go ahead and paint. </p><p style="text-align: center;">Truth be told, I've been in a very blah mood the last couple of weeks. I'm pretty sure the circumstances we all find ourselves in are the root of the cause but it hasn't been pretty. I'm just so tired and overwhelmed. I has a doctors appointment on Tuesday and everything looked great. They called Wednesday to schedule my csection. October 19th is the day if we make it (and I think we will). So not much time left. Our schedules are starting to fill up with Fall activities again so I know it will be here before we know it. I'm so excited about this Fall baby but being this pregnant in the heat of summer has not been fun. </p><p style="text-align: center;">I have zero pictures to share. We're just surviving over here. We can't wait for this baby to be here and know what it is. We're still working on a name. We've got a couple in mind but nothing set in stone yet. I know it'll all get done so I'm not stressing. I'm just trying to enjoy this sweet baby dancing in my belly all the time. </p><p style="text-align: center;">6 weeks or less! We got this!</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13120662340027247032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606491534435373811.post-7826082819976121402020-08-22T10:20:00.001-05:002020-08-22T10:20:07.138-05:00August<p style="text-align: center;"> For March and April to have seemed to last 6 months, July and August have flown by. I swear we were just celebrating the 4th like last week.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDMdIuAljFeCYTQbst04Zf8ux8iH1azc75Pp1_wj6hbBTUJEL6wylDIrDkF-PGdQVXROtXGMikIznOlloBoB3_-LoNl8FEs9fFUYoW7tGJqIs1deoO7kA35btVKydqjkZqFhtL_fZj0Wna/s4032/IMG_9243.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDMdIuAljFeCYTQbst04Zf8ux8iH1azc75Pp1_wj6hbBTUJEL6wylDIrDkF-PGdQVXROtXGMikIznOlloBoB3_-LoNl8FEs9fFUYoW7tGJqIs1deoO7kA35btVKydqjkZqFhtL_fZj0Wna/s640/IMG_9243.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We kicked off August at the lake. This girl fell asleep on the couch just like this. I guess she was exhausted. While we were at the lake August 1st demo started at home on our master bath! We'd been talking about doing this for years. It's been in the plans for a while and we've been saving for it. It was finally time. We wanted to have both bathrooms redone (top to bottom) before the bay comes in October. We're going to be pushing it but it's going to be worth it. (I'm going to whole separate post on the renovation once it's complete. All we're lacking is the countertop and the glass for the shower door).</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Also on this day we saw thousands of fireflies on the way home from the lake in a spot in the woods and it was magical!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZpWAuRbdtFHO5ahe47jNqsBy94RzkE23j-iIe8dwwUVXJiezmAmeifBYoKRYYXA0MaoB_iohNpXCRDwVHH7i7DCOavpQx6Y-IErxKwA9-Z2OEpz_-SIvBow9vIhZXFdFAlkcVx2SZfgVg/s4032/IMG_9252.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZpWAuRbdtFHO5ahe47jNqsBy94RzkE23j-iIe8dwwUVXJiezmAmeifBYoKRYYXA0MaoB_iohNpXCRDwVHH7i7DCOavpQx6Y-IErxKwA9-Z2OEpz_-SIvBow9vIhZXFdFAlkcVx2SZfgVg/s640/IMG_9252.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We finally got to their well checks for the year! AveryAnn got 4 shots and I wasn't sure she was going to recover. I had to carry her out of the doctors office and I'm in no condition to carry anything. It was fun. Both are perfectly healthy and growing like weeds.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghyphenhyphenm_pVptsbf4ir9Un7E-__9lzQfhS1sSEPVwnIN4LxnTcjEOZKHCz4dIFNl61Isdfmuwl_RFz8NLLw8pYJCeCGOsI7QsBe2ge34OVvtcMzPxpMWxiFexeO_bq4K7ZBQ2tValrM0FqHBPs/s4032/IMG_9274.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghyphenhyphenm_pVptsbf4ir9Un7E-__9lzQfhS1sSEPVwnIN4LxnTcjEOZKHCz4dIFNl61Isdfmuwl_RFz8NLLw8pYJCeCGOsI7QsBe2ge34OVvtcMzPxpMWxiFexeO_bq4K7ZBQ2tValrM0FqHBPs/s640/IMG_9274.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We took Granddaddy to Alabama Splash Adventure with us one day. He's had a lot on his plate this summer taking on the care of my grandmother and aunt after a major car accident in May. Thankfully they are doing well but feeding and managing their medication and appointment schedules is enough to make anyone crazy.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOTOsR1PTaf7E2nvIkcV9DfB_ui0qswwRcu62uYGgz5DHQYQmQrA12n9hQXbPOZ8Q8eGtnKKxKqU4vkuQAF2yRsYUqCTlohKJajtn5HcFaEFmJblETYHJcJzpvUWFUPI5mi-M33bc4imOw/s4032/IMG_9276.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOTOsR1PTaf7E2nvIkcV9DfB_ui0qswwRcu62uYGgz5DHQYQmQrA12n9hQXbPOZ8Q8eGtnKKxKqU4vkuQAF2yRsYUqCTlohKJajtn5HcFaEFmJblETYHJcJzpvUWFUPI5mi-M33bc4imOw/s640/IMG_9276.HEIC" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This might be my most favorite picture of the whole day. I think he enjoyed his trip but it sure doesn't look like it according to this picture! </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2iEUxyPeq7JW-tY4QNKDEE1mZkdgkbEWeft7bfNrVNVR6DwU0tlyJQfvDmvljzD35ih8ZG6sP6M9R0KW52eG0gVlzGsx3in3iWxtMgJuO_QoThy42GKDNDSr73WD-n1qAWWtlqGLlXQK7/s4032/IMG_9281.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2iEUxyPeq7JW-tY4QNKDEE1mZkdgkbEWeft7bfNrVNVR6DwU0tlyJQfvDmvljzD35ih8ZG6sP6M9R0KW52eG0gVlzGsx3in3iWxtMgJuO_QoThy42GKDNDSr73WD-n1qAWWtlqGLlXQK7/s640/IMG_9281.HEIC" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I don't think either of them enjoyed their turn on the teacups.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAPsSNuPQTnC6YMVeMD5-VyZg54pkH4CNw7mor-u4GVTs6z5TsaRkvVPGiZDE8AMi7TaZxHgpWjvzhFleiBxYTraFgD3s0mvw0Eo4wAu1RlCv3Z_kOeJZ4NVy73QdF3RzWjB1yq3zwOw-g/s4032/IMG_9286.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAPsSNuPQTnC6YMVeMD5-VyZg54pkH4CNw7mor-u4GVTs6z5TsaRkvVPGiZDE8AMi7TaZxHgpWjvzhFleiBxYTraFgD3s0mvw0Eo4wAu1RlCv3Z_kOeJZ4NVy73QdF3RzWjB1yq3zwOw-g/s640/IMG_9286.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">He wants Ally to love him so desperately, she does not. She only loves her Mama. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE_eCM6M1KK2hjqla_FSLbamtQ-kXln9Zf77J8Gw5x3KlXN0IU9yALJX-INPUXJzI5ovEJtkzj2fNJmgrCeHxUJR987F3DQbkEEqGeaKJb5BcevmrPp2dzqx1fIwDqlX4QUmfoqTHRtQQ8/s4032/IMG_9324.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE_eCM6M1KK2hjqla_FSLbamtQ-kXln9Zf77J8Gw5x3KlXN0IU9yALJX-INPUXJzI5ovEJtkzj2fNJmgrCeHxUJR987F3DQbkEEqGeaKJb5BcevmrPp2dzqx1fIwDqlX4QUmfoqTHRtQQ8/s640/IMG_9324.HEIC" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I'd been eyeing this desk for months now. I wanted a space to put all the office-y things and a place to sit and use the computer. I put it off and put it off. When they announced we'd be remote learning the first nine weeks I went ahead and made the purchase. Barrett needed a place to keep his things and work. So for not this will be our remote classroom. I want some prettier baskets to hide all the things but for now this will work. It's probably too pretty for a kids desk but it's in our living room so I wanted it to be somewhat attractive. Since he and AveryAnn are moving to a shared room pretty soon I knew there wouldn't be room in his room for a desk and this way I can keep an eye on him while I"m moving around the house.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTCs-rnj5b25wugv1lToy4D9fthW3WF29ofcWiK9H_zihS5PLhtU959Pqtg17m0nqc79jUAUon5yC4qkA3UXBSKLlcTwkn9T3JMvR8LHrnNf6hcG6dc6wDkhQDQVDcfYtSGqNj1jzt0ofy/s1242/IMG_9326.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1123" data-original-width="1242" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTCs-rnj5b25wugv1lToy4D9fthW3WF29ofcWiK9H_zihS5PLhtU959Pqtg17m0nqc79jUAUon5yC4qkA3UXBSKLlcTwkn9T3JMvR8LHrnNf6hcG6dc6wDkhQDQVDcfYtSGqNj1jzt0ofy/s640/IMG_9326.PNG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This meme made me laugh out loud. I've been in somewhat of a tizzy since we found out we'd be starting the school year remote. Then we got the tentative schedule and it did not make me feel better like I was hoping. I'm trying really hard to have a positive attitude but I'd be lying if didn't say I'd been feeling rather blah about it all this week. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKt1OAQlzXhHdlhS9SGNMBgMvCC7-bjOmxX_zEes0kQLEK2qLsnBDYBnFQIjr-UZBx8RFdmjMK1IRo-8St_QiefM30YO6PPa1VqnDn45lGwWyN1enroqpsF_NSkpIddXprlherH9FUOIqZ/s4032/IMG_9329.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKt1OAQlzXhHdlhS9SGNMBgMvCC7-bjOmxX_zEes0kQLEK2qLsnBDYBnFQIjr-UZBx8RFdmjMK1IRo-8St_QiefM30YO6PPa1VqnDn45lGwWyN1enroqpsF_NSkpIddXprlherH9FUOIqZ/s640/IMG_9329.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Already putting the desk to use. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCfWQNowJZp78tEk-yr0WkQWCkKXkXyAV-RTk-aSdwbM-4KeSJYo-Kx8tKHpjmr82-eAlstpfhgp6ZRhgpduFMP_CYsZJjgRyFRQudcB1f3IBr7D9mlDACizqWGpK9OjNa0qRYh6wq_tYx/s4032/IMG_9336.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCfWQNowJZp78tEk-yr0WkQWCkKXkXyAV-RTk-aSdwbM-4KeSJYo-Kx8tKHpjmr82-eAlstpfhgp6ZRhgpduFMP_CYsZJjgRyFRQudcB1f3IBr7D9mlDACizqWGpK9OjNa0qRYh6wq_tYx/s640/IMG_9336.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I road tripped to Tennessee for a wedding last weekend and we played travel bingo. I won. My mom would announce every time she saw something but it took us hours to find a bus and an airplane. You'd think those would be two pretty easy ones to find and you would be wrong on that particular trip.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisV0U8K6Y6ySqJFfCpd9mH0g8SaUscQgfmfYCA08o0mZL9G01pfXMabQg-DkzF9PvnJywPZsZXdHhY4H8SqvkQpbZHgtqR7bwnhBOzCf_F-gQm5rBdV_1BB3p77X6kxWMI20x64xg7FUqO/s4032/IMG_9357.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisV0U8K6Y6ySqJFfCpd9mH0g8SaUscQgfmfYCA08o0mZL9G01pfXMabQg-DkzF9PvnJywPZsZXdHhY4H8SqvkQpbZHgtqR7bwnhBOzCf_F-gQm5rBdV_1BB3p77X6kxWMI20x64xg7FUqO/s640/IMG_9357.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It was at a beautiful little farm. We had a fun night!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxSQ9owt0SRMYBLW6kuorc3V1eQS_NfLv7TXEC6nszWsrmjxLf8LsjB8NNhn-8pNhbzDYnK8TnERnY3wKdqe46mW_7FVyZoWRtDdb24Z313e2CX6IBSaOeIfhvzq0rVqFM3tYXSJoi_j5i/s4032/IMG_9373.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxSQ9owt0SRMYBLW6kuorc3V1eQS_NfLv7TXEC6nszWsrmjxLf8LsjB8NNhn-8pNhbzDYnK8TnERnY3wKdqe46mW_7FVyZoWRtDdb24Z313e2CX6IBSaOeIfhvzq0rVqFM3tYXSJoi_j5i/s640/IMG_9373.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Barrett finally pulled his other top tooth that had been hanging on by a thread for weeks. He pulled it all by himself. He was so proud!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIgtR7yZrNjsc8MtiRXdTZoB1dpBPtLV__cHJPZ-jUmQ_pd0le9s5qByNrCoL3uRiZC0FAsFlyyS8pruxMwu3RglUqJSLiJ9treVOFIdS-_LCB6mZ7BEclRp5p9VgWm8aBOGlfengoNHO-/s4032/61966060230__1DBAA622-1FBE-489F-9B58-E70204F620F4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIgtR7yZrNjsc8MtiRXdTZoB1dpBPtLV__cHJPZ-jUmQ_pd0le9s5qByNrCoL3uRiZC0FAsFlyyS8pruxMwu3RglUqJSLiJ9treVOFIdS-_LCB6mZ7BEclRp5p9VgWm8aBOGlfengoNHO-/s640/61966060230__1DBAA622-1FBE-489F-9B58-E70204F620F4.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">His first day of school shirt is ready. I couldn't resist even though we won't be using Zoom. It was to funny to pass up.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFyaECySg6upt-JHbVx2kpuVnRomppZAQwzoq4g6bH5J6fJDWNVoXbJGBhw-9yga6eJ0MWDLNgyG2auBTAzXEEjulz8cFfEBNDuM21x2JOQdirMeE3oGLNwbMLrwJfsA_Zs50_TyWr0skH/s4032/IMG_9383.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFyaECySg6upt-JHbVx2kpuVnRomppZAQwzoq4g6bH5J6fJDWNVoXbJGBhw-9yga6eJ0MWDLNgyG2auBTAzXEEjulz8cFfEBNDuM21x2JOQdirMeE3oGLNwbMLrwJfsA_Zs50_TyWr0skH/s640/IMG_9383.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I found a brand on Zulilly that I love called Millie Loves Lily. The dresses are so soft and wash and wear so well. I bought her several dresses for back to school and the fall/winter. She insisted on this cat one and has worn it every day since it arrived. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We are ready for Fall around here. Specifically October. We're ready for cooler weather and to meet this baby!</div><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13120662340027247032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606491534435373811.post-19355911789695611402020-08-21T09:16:00.000-05:002020-08-21T09:16:03.666-05:00Fourth of July<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We had a really fun July 4th weekend! We usually go to the family cabin on Smith Lake but this year we changed it up and went to John & Hope's house for the day.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8K9dRthymGp7KyOJMfuyjZb9SB287Pjptnp4H36IbiMMQGP8f3eSKhgXZSF3KslL5Lh9twW213SheZubizAL4eNQhRGayw-mt68b6PRzDSHqvOsvQMaS3GmEzYus9k1mGoB7KTABzoGNC/s3264/IMG_9046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3264" data-original-width="2448" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8K9dRthymGp7KyOJMfuyjZb9SB287Pjptnp4H36IbiMMQGP8f3eSKhgXZSF3KslL5Lh9twW213SheZubizAL4eNQhRGayw-mt68b6PRzDSHqvOsvQMaS3GmEzYus9k1mGoB7KTABzoGNC/s640/IMG_9046.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Barrett had the best day fishing his little heart out! My kids aren't really thrill seekers. They don't need to ride in the boat or the sea doo or the tube. The will swim and fish all day long. </div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR6g1t-U5lJ2pWPelAqNFg2BjcBEEdUqurhTsSYuA7bPz4741sGdYrsbs_s4FhlwEe9adKfNKvIYvILe5nWVskTK2AzXCo-o1UqqA2gevid1ZpmX0yxyDT9ZDbTK3vHR6Vn3cOM_YGumYo/s4898/IMG_0830.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3265" data-original-width="4898" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR6g1t-U5lJ2pWPelAqNFg2BjcBEEdUqurhTsSYuA7bPz4741sGdYrsbs_s4FhlwEe9adKfNKvIYvILe5nWVskTK2AzXCo-o1UqqA2gevid1ZpmX0yxyDT9ZDbTK3vHR6Vn3cOM_YGumYo/s640/IMG_0830.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">AveryAnn got bit by something the day before and her eye was swollen. She did not want to ride the tube but she enjoyed sitting on it at the dock.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDenTlT85d4wXA1y23RpEjhxPNtrX-8ZEd8BbXhMUoNsTAYkcx6IE4Y-yIJdAhniZj29gWotVPH2jQlpTEvk4EaPuI5-UQRT_QEzsYbrhaIGMoNPYFEz6AV6scxatCIDN5TrcN5YohmNIT/s4898/IMG_0834.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3265" data-original-width="4898" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDenTlT85d4wXA1y23RpEjhxPNtrX-8ZEd8BbXhMUoNsTAYkcx6IE4Y-yIJdAhniZj29gWotVPH2jQlpTEvk4EaPuI5-UQRT_QEzsYbrhaIGMoNPYFEz6AV6scxatCIDN5TrcN5YohmNIT/s640/IMG_0834.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I love this one of them fishing. It really has been the sweetest summer.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUKbXkivsP6ER-ebNWC5Y8tHmVenLTgomg3iMi-0f0cbCXg68InFWh9xtCDaIf2AYwwr8i3vs9L60WhiU_jMbJzy5IO4feNKlUQOJbvcIctQiYo8qC4cffbgcRWnFWqJOmQaEjHHWQZqu3/s4898/IMG_0835.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4898" data-original-width="3265" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUKbXkivsP6ER-ebNWC5Y8tHmVenLTgomg3iMi-0f0cbCXg68InFWh9xtCDaIf2AYwwr8i3vs9L60WhiU_jMbJzy5IO4feNKlUQOJbvcIctQiYo8qC4cffbgcRWnFWqJOmQaEjHHWQZqu3/s640/IMG_0835.JPG" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVNCvhq7L0PIsabaX5OpvFgMIepBaRGFgX-LOL1ANIm412xQOBVxlJSqRinJAuD1nzFHlfuT_-VyceP1oVeYbjy4LgVvyAmMywtTbHmgoDWgw6qFC9mj0mcXypfaagxAHaOL9n-nuqwsHT/s4898/IMG_0839.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3265" data-original-width="4898" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVNCvhq7L0PIsabaX5OpvFgMIepBaRGFgX-LOL1ANIm412xQOBVxlJSqRinJAuD1nzFHlfuT_-VyceP1oVeYbjy4LgVvyAmMywtTbHmgoDWgw6qFC9mj0mcXypfaagxAHaOL9n-nuqwsHT/s640/IMG_0839.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My kids have hated fireworks for the entirety of their lives. This year they started coming around. They loved the little poppers that you throw on the ground and the sparklers. The girls decided to get dressed up for the occasion. I hope they are always the best of friends!</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ71wzQnIw4zE7I0I7J7T5pBQfTQbN5546Vqt0uYbUWYNuS7lGxtAmUY_zePVi-iwktU5X_BAq9nyMXsnGoDDGiC5T9dOOax7pT2P78VGbOlN3usiOHGdyI7oVBqHNvpE_OG6kabI3k3f3/s1280/IMG_9047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1280" data-original-width="960" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQ71wzQnIw4zE7I0I7J7T5pBQfTQbN5546Vqt0uYbUWYNuS7lGxtAmUY_zePVi-iwktU5X_BAq9nyMXsnGoDDGiC5T9dOOax7pT2P78VGbOlN3usiOHGdyI7oVBqHNvpE_OG6kabI3k3f3/s640/IMG_9047.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Sweet selfie. Patrick isn't a lake person like most people are lake people. He doesn't care about tubing, swimming or skiing. He likes to ride in the boat occasionally and sit on the dock in the shade. But he loves watching us enjoy all the lake activites.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXtZ9cCzriuiaiW0UTP83F3vdOmbOALxq1mnBUvg-IaGQ3ZWUEwJR6D1TCdZpGp0jIbAbQgS3pXterniNUoUdpn1gfVD7nwe8AWyw37JyOkG4bBp84leTCFDevVYTF18PxjX1TXGZB72D5/s4032/IMG_9042.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXtZ9cCzriuiaiW0UTP83F3vdOmbOALxq1mnBUvg-IaGQ3ZWUEwJR6D1TCdZpGp0jIbAbQgS3pXterniNUoUdpn1gfVD7nwe8AWyw37JyOkG4bBp84leTCFDevVYTF18PxjX1TXGZB72D5/s640/IMG_9042.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Enjoying sparklers</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaup-CW9JrJr39VPzIvmw0tRCgO3jyfXB7hELMIrFM6DiLLzYG8JAtmBBrW7DF89OAe8Mrt385z9qI1wmkzttfqj5HvAOyVm3_g_zNtMsWfO1Il5FCm_K8idkB0Rg2od9SpdwVgut5xhBx/s4032/IMG_9043.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaup-CW9JrJr39VPzIvmw0tRCgO3jyfXB7hELMIrFM6DiLLzYG8JAtmBBrW7DF89OAe8Mrt385z9qI1wmkzttfqj5HvAOyVm3_g_zNtMsWfO1Il5FCm_K8idkB0Rg2od9SpdwVgut5xhBx/s640/IMG_9043.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Enjoying sparklers. kind of.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">On July 5th we decided to try Alabama Adventure. Patrick hadn't gotten to go with us yet so we loaded up thinking we'd spend a couple of hours. We ended up staying most of the day.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeQyf8U1XUpX6jS2JppJyA-EjpvVr3EHxvPvPHUBknhBDjCTskV-X5CS81UZLebJTAPsaN3kz6Hmz8vo_EgScyqdRrIfsVWj5vZKzweaW8_sgJcJLdJe-Singta0Z3EpG9-t-Se2778m3F/s4032/IMG_9055.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeQyf8U1XUpX6jS2JppJyA-EjpvVr3EHxvPvPHUBknhBDjCTskV-X5CS81UZLebJTAPsaN3kz6Hmz8vo_EgScyqdRrIfsVWj5vZKzweaW8_sgJcJLdJe-Singta0Z3EpG9-t-Se2778m3F/s640/IMG_9055.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">They all enjoyed a ride on the train.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHVuqF2mA3tdcbyyAAqu5BQOwirI4f6MBt18vkwVp-27lFyjmpKTr2i0ZJbG0CHU9giewI8WMq5ylw2UJAjztaO3AeMllHw9YkQKfokdMnJgd43RKkOBed4-r0nu-q2BBvQ5h3UBxRGslG/s4032/IMG_9058.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHVuqF2mA3tdcbyyAAqu5BQOwirI4f6MBt18vkwVp-27lFyjmpKTr2i0ZJbG0CHU9giewI8WMq5ylw2UJAjztaO3AeMllHw9YkQKfokdMnJgd43RKkOBed4-r0nu-q2BBvQ5h3UBxRGslG/s640/IMG_9058.HEIC" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">John and Hope and the kids met us that afternoon. They kids had a blast playing together.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4BNVCsK9db12G7HcAZs8hSKM4oS4fgZac4eKWODUE6OtlH8d5Ij62KoXWQZIduL7aUWJsjj11Eu4zAcRUBMxP3p2qBdke7qvoKO3oxjcz3fdy29aU852VRkKMV8wOWtQ1_0pZq59GIcDr/s4032/IMG_9062.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4BNVCsK9db12G7HcAZs8hSKM4oS4fgZac4eKWODUE6OtlH8d5Ij62KoXWQZIduL7aUWJsjj11Eu4zAcRUBMxP3p2qBdke7qvoKO3oxjcz3fdy29aU852VRkKMV8wOWtQ1_0pZq59GIcDr/s640/IMG_9062.HEIC" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1HIIabeUizOMSykxa3ZoKWCMAviPTYsFwBdB_9n4mGOrcrmQTlBRoqgDk9fWUuzU7wXOfp2G2Qho2f9x2GhO6MLO7xQzHclNfRBWoM3Pnp6QrBH-y2PleRPvjltaIUWhgbl3C_JKwXzHn/s4032/IMG_9065.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1HIIabeUizOMSykxa3ZoKWCMAviPTYsFwBdB_9n4mGOrcrmQTlBRoqgDk9fWUuzU7wXOfp2G2Qho2f9x2GhO6MLO7xQzHclNfRBWoM3Pnp6QrBH-y2PleRPvjltaIUWhgbl3C_JKwXzHn/s640/IMG_9065.HEIC" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It was a fun day! We're hoping to get to go to Alabama Adventure one more time with Patrick before they close for the summer!</div> <p></p>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13120662340027247032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606491534435373811.post-72809858485204223632020-08-14T19:42:00.004-05:002020-08-14T19:42:58.793-05:00Life Lately (July)<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We kicked off July with dentist appointments for the kiddos. They were supposed to go over spring break but they had to be rescheduled. Here they are ready to go in in their masks. I still can't believe masks are a part of our real life.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVncaDg2YAfMNQFgClv-Zrw8Wonv_-egBChFCGXYh7-ZPpyLmt9Z1PsxkB8G9Yh3yeIS1lrD2RiOpbiHQWDJ-wpAA-eH_R1qUSjLZcJpFUP3fGBD88HJTcEjNZ1W3-079YBKQVRkpFEQwt/s4032/IMG_9024.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVncaDg2YAfMNQFgClv-Zrw8Wonv_-egBChFCGXYh7-ZPpyLmt9Z1PsxkB8G9Yh3yeIS1lrD2RiOpbiHQWDJ-wpAA-eH_R1qUSjLZcJpFUP3fGBD88HJTcEjNZ1W3-079YBKQVRkpFEQwt/s640/IMG_9024.HEIC" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjO9Wl3QiBJVrHgQCxL_ntZ0sVmFjdKiAfdG-rCWHIK0remS2k4iCFvFlGTSJTKFLtKk4vHV04m4pR8MQekD1NNdQj4A7dp4WroEe3UmJSNHZWJiv8dfaJiHC1L22xGTJObAfvuEJYYCNN/s4032/IMG_9034.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjO9Wl3QiBJVrHgQCxL_ntZ0sVmFjdKiAfdG-rCWHIK0remS2k4iCFvFlGTSJTKFLtKk4vHV04m4pR8MQekD1NNdQj4A7dp4WroEe3UmJSNHZWJiv8dfaJiHC1L22xGTJObAfvuEJYYCNN/s640/IMG_9034.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My little fashionista.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjremiBvIm-gudZTq3CJP4p4IsOyiMGc2lgWXKu396HDydX1p2A5J9O81HqSO46LTUU3u1Up3RvPheP46DWZztxOuqywDfXAGfhmZPgIMHMejtbLbV_zqacUme8UB4oeFhRdR3pBLTOCOxj/s4032/IMG_9087.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjremiBvIm-gudZTq3CJP4p4IsOyiMGc2lgWXKu396HDydX1p2A5J9O81HqSO46LTUU3u1Up3RvPheP46DWZztxOuqywDfXAGfhmZPgIMHMejtbLbV_zqacUme8UB4oeFhRdR3pBLTOCOxj/s640/IMG_9087.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We watched a movie in the park one night. It was so nice to be out and felt somewhat normal.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqisvwpCI9OJf4jbEse7aMvHGEq-lb0H4FBtYzH9sUqz7XjL-C5AEywvUsuWV40b4dfuyCFbpby6TkfI2PNNExOKN48rISWXHLUCPiIq7KxEwTy6rBW0DdxQq42PCjx-REPhc2p5g3pEFW/s3088/IMG_9088.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqisvwpCI9OJf4jbEse7aMvHGEq-lb0H4FBtYzH9sUqz7XjL-C5AEywvUsuWV40b4dfuyCFbpby6TkfI2PNNExOKN48rISWXHLUCPiIq7KxEwTy6rBW0DdxQq42PCjx-REPhc2p5g3pEFW/s640/IMG_9088.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This girl will still crawl in my lap and snuggle and I'm not sad about it.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRZYNtvyvRj_aDY3PFRU-GNQAQuHJNpqbRNu2dPgmOYlYAAO0RxAyN1P4NNHSz_pyeFfPNmnyM3mNi7qDLa61cD5tjRmXZEZJLvq37YjNeWwgFevGUCnRZuMXYxf7LZhT0SlkXPeIY_4I0/s960/IMG_9101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="540" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRZYNtvyvRj_aDY3PFRU-GNQAQuHJNpqbRNu2dPgmOYlYAAO0RxAyN1P4NNHSz_pyeFfPNmnyM3mNi7qDLa61cD5tjRmXZEZJLvq37YjNeWwgFevGUCnRZuMXYxf7LZhT0SlkXPeIY_4I0/s640/IMG_9101.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">At bunko the host had a balloon stuck on her newly hung ceiling fan. I casually said "we should build a pyramid and get it down" that quickly got executed and this was the result. It was so funny.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz3-Pc63qgNea-Mjc-ifvCVUVwgXJOPcH6KHJodQ4yHKLjcI4zrsCnEKe-obU-_rcBnLNaQ18bxV5qZDcPKxIaEozZMSbl4UwgFNIEOcUHGtZMVCtymEdHSyOX87oXg8LPTRaM2dkOeu2p/s4032/IMG_9117.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgz3-Pc63qgNea-Mjc-ifvCVUVwgXJOPcH6KHJodQ4yHKLjcI4zrsCnEKe-obU-_rcBnLNaQ18bxV5qZDcPKxIaEozZMSbl4UwgFNIEOcUHGtZMVCtymEdHSyOX87oXg8LPTRaM2dkOeu2p/s640/IMG_9117.HEIC" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This sweet girl has been here for all the bumps and she loves resting her head on them and looking at me like we've lost our minds. She might not be wrong.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXGe1GED_L2SE-iN04vrNuu_hit-r40qqbuD8pCmT_q2nruzafaea0o7p_yVxENEfTN53wfnFXugt1UreQH6svv1RYYagL9kaXQNOopha3CfH4rU5eSwUjQi3o7_s0MZJ1Z9T5a4o5LehZ/s2560/IMG_9126.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1244" data-original-width="2560" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXGe1GED_L2SE-iN04vrNuu_hit-r40qqbuD8pCmT_q2nruzafaea0o7p_yVxENEfTN53wfnFXugt1UreQH6svv1RYYagL9kaXQNOopha3CfH4rU5eSwUjQi3o7_s0MZJ1Z9T5a4o5LehZ/s640/IMG_9126.JPG" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We celebrated my birthday with the Horton's.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgQKV45vzOgjXWJG3qMRAUAzzJK0UmHsfTye1nIzyT7QaEBV1WCnbMrOhMsYeKH9VUub0NV18vE7xeOXn6fmnYzoCYe-h-IrOOZYa-TVmXPokpJPNb2XNlCCD5YzPpJmptexGLU-78oTQO/s4032/IMG_9132.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgQKV45vzOgjXWJG3qMRAUAzzJK0UmHsfTye1nIzyT7QaEBV1WCnbMrOhMsYeKH9VUub0NV18vE7xeOXn6fmnYzoCYe-h-IrOOZYa-TVmXPokpJPNb2XNlCCD5YzPpJmptexGLU-78oTQO/s640/IMG_9132.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">One day we met Anna and her kids at her parents lake house for a lake day.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg30A9FH77rpUPtPaEWLB5SgB8p2Cre-Tu7D15tZdPF931WdOPqmEXpq2UEQ7gwWiURRDD7mcTBbngBA6VEAgJTOR6l3jEstUxQNxZM09Jkj1l3eRAMvp7-_U4ZNW3SWaXF0jJL6kXHiudI/s4032/IMG_9136.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg30A9FH77rpUPtPaEWLB5SgB8p2Cre-Tu7D15tZdPF931WdOPqmEXpq2UEQ7gwWiURRDD7mcTBbngBA6VEAgJTOR6l3jEstUxQNxZM09Jkj1l3eRAMvp7-_U4ZNW3SWaXF0jJL6kXHiudI/s640/IMG_9136.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We went out on the pontoon boat and my kids were pumped. They don't love loud or fast boats but the pontoon was perfect for them.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6Vfy6srbkGEAFv4KODQZrMHdtt5nMgcbteipTuAVG_Or6QwJgLiwdzKXVwSmDEr8I2hyphenhyphenLmBZObh3Qa951GkE7NmvvDrrvQMlQ89yd4I6GA8JoTpxrvqKptRJNHL7uqnZ-Dp3EKGwyhMDR/s4032/IMG_9137.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6Vfy6srbkGEAFv4KODQZrMHdtt5nMgcbteipTuAVG_Or6QwJgLiwdzKXVwSmDEr8I2hyphenhyphenLmBZObh3Qa951GkE7NmvvDrrvQMlQ89yd4I6GA8JoTpxrvqKptRJNHL7uqnZ-Dp3EKGwyhMDR/s640/IMG_9137.HEIC" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguAzuH-jhNDF10OCt9FRzXotCwjTnFAhSci7MfNOFI5ClB2fRrJ9ushwqDhv_cZsB1OVvJ8jOpyxGja6kimzkZAznpE_yKNvfZjyfd2nVPqvk1v3wtgGuw_9X7KQiUOwgMTKKb1seRCPy7/s4032/IMG_9138.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguAzuH-jhNDF10OCt9FRzXotCwjTnFAhSci7MfNOFI5ClB2fRrJ9ushwqDhv_cZsB1OVvJ8jOpyxGja6kimzkZAznpE_yKNvfZjyfd2nVPqvk1v3wtgGuw_9X7KQiUOwgMTKKb1seRCPy7/s640/IMG_9138.HEIC" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGdBN5tS1Of01uVU6UYcdY8_CP7uH3nr_zMAkni4k3rypk-ti0-FbHnsfdnS7jeYgJTmDAWLCJx3JOqmfjOnLd-_MmEkKbNQsV1hXpfS7k8RSqXegK46C9T7V1vd04IXSO73Cr6RuVD25M/s4032/IMG_9140.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGdBN5tS1Of01uVU6UYcdY8_CP7uH3nr_zMAkni4k3rypk-ti0-FbHnsfdnS7jeYgJTmDAWLCJx3JOqmfjOnLd-_MmEkKbNQsV1hXpfS7k8RSqXegK46C9T7V1vd04IXSO73Cr6RuVD25M/s640/IMG_9140.HEIC" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVfw0ruL4sr-xCggb_-3NL4yle0_NwDu3434SGv4Nll-QZxqJ42rgMw0cvSixp_OWDsZXzrWgkp-11tTvcUc7r4xGg1fm4VUCEvhvbdlncOz8CR3BoLzfThhIgitt0zKlnu4FKzAqSRToP/s4032/IMG_9142.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVfw0ruL4sr-xCggb_-3NL4yle0_NwDu3434SGv4Nll-QZxqJ42rgMw0cvSixp_OWDsZXzrWgkp-11tTvcUc7r4xGg1fm4VUCEvhvbdlncOz8CR3BoLzfThhIgitt0zKlnu4FKzAqSRToP/s640/IMG_9142.HEIC" width="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Barrett went off the rope swing and I was so proud of him. He's struggled lately with being fearful. Here's the thing, I want him to have a healthy amount of fear, but I also want him to be brave enough to try things that might seem scary but are also a lot of fun. So I was so proud he was brave enough to try it. He loved it so much.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjqQRgvzqdEhIjlLtIl6pCI6K6qMTp3GV3CBcM5_z_ZZxCksy1b5zhKGoZFh2JktmRVpImcJAU-FohcQDfNxRHRqdKxhn9x3puyy_85mQQuDAXICmtlQO-ND6uBfiZZ70a1o9ODuc9uQqe/s3088/IMG_9186.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3088" data-original-width="2320" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjqQRgvzqdEhIjlLtIl6pCI6K6qMTp3GV3CBcM5_z_ZZxCksy1b5zhKGoZFh2JktmRVpImcJAU-FohcQDfNxRHRqdKxhn9x3puyy_85mQQuDAXICmtlQO-ND6uBfiZZ70a1o9ODuc9uQqe/s640/IMG_9186.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Sweet sleepy princess</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4A98ITAqYqjQ9n6m-hc1qJqMA8H8nve9CF9dYzRHpuKq117Qe2WffSmVsEZaiEa4A_Q-2PLn4FJjG2o2LaANos2Etw2NMXtDEjwrzjh8zUD8IrIBJSX4XcR2woD8QjdoQf6635pHmGoX2/s4032/IMG_9189.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4A98ITAqYqjQ9n6m-hc1qJqMA8H8nve9CF9dYzRHpuKq117Qe2WffSmVsEZaiEa4A_Q-2PLn4FJjG2o2LaANos2Etw2NMXtDEjwrzjh8zUD8IrIBJSX4XcR2woD8QjdoQf6635pHmGoX2/s640/IMG_9189.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This is what he put on when I told him to go put on clothes.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8ErbKROljRvKcUfu_oruvAdalAIUMK7oEU0TtB-eARmXqIaq1wdlvViykWz0AYvm8EBWnYfspIgevppW3BK-WRvpX8VejvyqeTj0LXOqbYpxE7LPNeU51Fv9W16crJfSVCO9uIvmJI9nD/s4032/IMG_9192.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8ErbKROljRvKcUfu_oruvAdalAIUMK7oEU0TtB-eARmXqIaq1wdlvViykWz0AYvm8EBWnYfspIgevppW3BK-WRvpX8VejvyqeTj0LXOqbYpxE7LPNeU51Fv9W16crJfSVCO9uIvmJI9nD/s640/IMG_9192.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Poor kid, this is one of two bump pictures I've taken in 30 weeks.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKj-FbKmJd8VJ_4hkDwakhvGGOH-iTo591KkJPN6BI2n57u0f19lD9IMFGfoCLpxYFBcCQp7VM6A610QfRgDAT3tH11L6bpSZsk65As3X-HQIPfyfYC7meC1MoOBsLLfCfASet-qL5YQGb/s4032/IMG_9217.HEIC" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKj-FbKmJd8VJ_4hkDwakhvGGOH-iTo591KkJPN6BI2n57u0f19lD9IMFGfoCLpxYFBcCQp7VM6A610QfRgDAT3tH11L6bpSZsk65As3X-HQIPfyfYC7meC1MoOBsLLfCfASet-qL5YQGb/s640/IMG_9217.HEIC" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We wrapped up the week at one of my favorite places in the world. My nephew wanted to go up to the lake to watch a meteor shower so my mom, Porter, Harper, Barrett, AveryAnn and I went up there for a few nights. It was so much fun. John and Hope and the kids came up for the day Friday. Elizabeth came up Friday night to spend the night. 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We stayed busy and had a blast! July went by in a flash and August is trying to beat it. We're all excited for school even if it's remote and getting back into some sort of routine. Then welcoming a sweet new baby! It'll be here before we know it!</div><br /><p></p>Maggiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13120662340027247032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8606491534435373811.post-11621618750755026422020-07-17T10:20:00.000-05:002020-07-17T10:20:00.233-05:00Life Lately (June)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
We were actually pretty busy in June. I had my anatomy scan, AveryAnn's dance recital, and our vacation. It was nice considering we had not really been anywhere in months.</div>
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My favorite cookie maker is moving and won't be doing as many cookies. She offered these fun decorate your own taco cookie kits. The kids thought it was great. (I did too)</div>
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The fashionista on a walk with her baby in the stroller.</div>
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We celebrated Barret's 1/2 birthday with a trip to the waterpark and DQ blizzards. He was pretty excited.</div>
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He was so excited she wanted to wear a hoodie like him. He wears a hoodie nearly everyday no matter the temperature. It's somewhat infuriating.</div>
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For Father's day we got our dads scratch off lottery tickets. It was entertaining.</div>
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My dad with the grandkids minus Drew who had to work.</div>
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We are constantly entertained by her outfit choices and her performances.</div>
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He'd been hanging on to that top tooth for weeks and it finally came out, while we were driving down the road, and my nose was bleeding and there was no where to pull off. It was fun.</div>
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We were excited Alabama Adventure opened for the season. We got season passes again this year for Christmas and have really enjoyed going. We've already been 3 times and plan to go several more before school starts.</div>
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Writing a thank you note. We need to practice more writing this summer!</div>
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