tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33986527168366409892023-11-16T03:34:57.881-08:00the haystackBrian and Angelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00131303292653505093noreply@blogger.comBlogger581125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398652716836640989.post-88577524484348203642018-06-03T19:17:00.002-07:002018-06-03T19:17:31.352-07:00testing will this be sent to my email?Angelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03095452165601523800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398652716836640989.post-43140261878485192562018-04-29T20:36:00.001-07:002018-04-29T20:36:10.154-07:00Life Lately Hays UPDATE<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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All the kids are settled into bed and we just wrapped up eating dinner on the porch with a couple from our ward. I made a salad from all of the lettuce and spinach from the garden, homemade biscuits and cookies. The temperature was absolutely perfect and I love being outside as the sun drops behind the cliff and the kids run around the yard catching ladybugs and stealing cookies. </div>
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Brian had a MAJOR week. The National Park Service wide Search and Rescue training was held at Canyonlands. Rangers from all over came to attend the technical rescue training. This training is for to help retrieve a person stranded after falling off a cliff or is stuck after base jumping or stuck on a climbing/ canyoneering route. They use ropes, pulleys and mechanical advantage systems to lower off the edge and then raise them back up again. Last Sunday it was Brian's responsibility to teach all of the instructors and then co-teach his group the rest of the week. He was gone until 10 or 12pm every day, but he definitely managed to sneak in a lot of fun with all of his co-workers from other parks while they were here: mountain biking, rock climbing, dinners etc. This was back to back with his helicopter manager training, so he hasn't been around much the last two weeks.</div>
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My friend Mary Burton came into town Monday-Wednesday. She is go-go-go and it was fun-fun-fun. I was grateful to have her here to get me out and doing stuff every minute of every day. The kids were muddy, sandy, sweaty and so tan by the end of the few days. We played at river beaches, scrambled to an arch the kids had never seen, played in the creek, biked the trails, bouldered at the park and ate delicious food. We even managed to sneak in a 10mile mountain bike ride while Leslie watched our kiddos. </div>
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By the end of her visit, I was so behind on life. I had a mountain of laundry, the car was 2ft high in who-knows-what, the house was a mess and I had an entire wedding to start editing and emails to answer. I spent the next several days trying to get caught up but never managed to do so. I watched friend's kids for 6hrs on Thursday and because of a rescue, I had 10 kids at my house at once right after school and through dinner... every single was was crying and hungry and I had two babies. I was straight up about to lose my mind-- especially since I knew B wouldn't be home until 11pm. </div>
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The next morning I was was working to clean the house between nursing and soothing miss B and Felicity wanted me to help her do a puzzle. I sat down and did one and she wanted another. I said, "How about you come down and be my special little clean-up helper?" She said, "How 'bout you sit and be my 'pecial puzzle helper?" To which I had to say, "Ok! One more." That child is just so cute. We played at another creek spot after Liesel got out of school and a friend of mine who was with me mentioned a birthday party at 4pm. I had the invite and had never even looked at it. We hiked back with dirty kids (hannah didn't have underwear which she reminded me repeatedly of for the next 2 hrs) and went straight to the party on the other side of town through thick tourist traffic that took us 40 mins to navigate. We got there late, but it was fun to talk to my friends while the kids played at the park. </div>
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Right after that was the Moab Broadway Review where the adults perform. Several of my friends and many ward members were in it and I really wanted to go and support them. I decided against getting a sitter since all of the youth were in it anyway, and brought all four kids with me. We didn't get home until 10pm. Bridgette was so loopy that I heard her laugh for the first time while there! Things I never would have done with my first.. .haha! I was so glad I went though. And there aren't a ton of opportunities for art and music here, so I was glad the kids get that exposure. </div>
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Saturday I woke up before the sunrise so I could go for a run out in the canyons. It was so beautiful. Desert wildflowers are my favorite and the cactus are in full bloom as well. The light was hitting the cliffs and I was just overwhelmed with the beauty of it all. I was running uphill and was neck and neck with a mountain biker the whole time until I finally passed him on the last leg of the uphill. Then its downhill next to the canyon with creek below. I love this time to pound out my thoughts and get my heart pumping before the tourists crowd the streets and parking lots and the worries and errands of the day crowd my mind. Brian took off when I returned to mountain bike with his buddies for the last time before they left from the training. </div>
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While he was gone we biked over to the park for the Moab Car Show-- the entire park is filled with rebuilt cars from as early as 1936- 1970s. I love seeing all of the colorful vehicles and reading the stories behind them. The kids were happy they got kettle corn and then we biked home. I worked on editing and then left for Dead Horse Point where I had a photoshoot. Meanwhile Brian took the kids on a dad date: playing up Hunter Canyon followed by watching the movie Coco and eating ice cream. Speaking of which, have you guys seen that movie???!!! I LOVED it. They nailed the tender and beautiful parts of mexican culture and such a wonderful message that embodies the spirit of Elijah. I watched it when I got home because I didn't feel like working on my lesson. I just wanted to sit on the sofa with Brian's head on my lap and do nothing. It was more stressful this morning while I scrambled to get it together, but I don't regret it. Church burn-out is real, and I didn't want to feel resentful while preparing and impede the spirit's guidance. </div>
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Liesel told me today that I can't add "rooskie" to the end of her name. She also told me I was embarrassing her when I was whooping and hollering at the Broadway show during my friend's number. Um, excuse me? I told her she can't tell me what to do with my friends, but she can if it's her or her friends. She agreed. Does that mean she's growing up? She's quite the sassy-pants sometimes, but she is also the sweetest and very helpful and obedient. She made all of us badges and armbands out of paper, markers and tape. Even Bridgette had one taped to her onesie and on her wrist (which she promptly covered in drool). </div>
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Seeing: Hannah's freckles popping up on her nose and cheeks in perfect little constellation patterns. Felicity's face always with a dried peanut butter smile extending across her cheeks and dried milk above her lip. And her chubby toddler legs sticking out from below her shorts now that it's hot. Liesel's spellings tests she brings home, her shiny hair and her silly faces that we make back and forth. Bridgette's bright eyes looking up at me while she nurses. A bathtub full of sand, a room littered with clothes, toys and tiny pieces of paper from kid art projects. A toilet that's never flushed and toothpaste on the counters. My row of greens in the garden and the weeds I need to pull. Brian pulling in the driveway. My fridge empty except for 100 eggs in perfect shades of browns and blues and an almost empty gallon of milk with no lid that was undoubtedly lost several days ago. </div>
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Smelling: fire smoke drifting in my window from the neighbor's yard, dijon mustard and bacon still lingering from the salad I made. Honeysuckle from the soap that Mary gave me as a thank you gift-- and it makes me happy every time I use it. </div>
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Hearing: Bridgette's tired cry. Felicity singing "Riding Free-ee!" as she runs her little horse around the room. Hannah fake crying and then her diabolical laugh after tricking me yet again with her perfect theatrics. Liesel orchestrating (ok, bossing) the girls in a game that usually involves fakes names and dressing up. Brian on the phone with someone. A hymn in church that said what I needed to hear. My phone dinging with a text. My laughter after Brian cracks a joke. </div>
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Feeling: Relieved when the parent's finally arrive after hours of kid-watching. Bridgette's hands grabbing at my shirt and skin and fingers. Her soft hair on my lips when I rub the top of her head. Felicity's sticky hands on my face. The wind that accompanies springtime. Hannah as she plops on my lap for scripture study before Felicity reaches me-- which then causes a fight. Exhausted after the 5:30am alarm for Crossfit. Elated returning home sweaty after the workout. A small bouquet of flowers in my fingers given to me by Liesel. Guilt for letting my kids eat so many sweets. Guilt for indulging on birthday cake, granola and spoonfuls of peanut butter. Guilt for taking as long to get through Alma 62 and 63 as the fifteen chapters before that. Hope for another chance. </div>
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Tasting: entirely too many things. Which is why the baby weight remains.</div>
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Looking forward to: planting the summer garden this week. Mother's Day. Elder Bednar coming for Stake Conference. The end of school and the lack of routine. Meals outside. Book club on Tuesday. Finishing the four shoots I have this week (and the two weddings on the same day). A new month. A new week. A new day. </div>
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Spring is in full swing around here: trees are leafed out, my lettuce is sprouting (I can't wait to eat it!), activities are abundant, meals are on the porch and both doors are always open. I love this time of year despite the 70mph wind gusts.</div>
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*The girls participated in Broadway Jr. This is one of my favorite things about Moab. They organize a song, choreograph it and work on it Monday-Thurs and then perform it on Friday on the high school stage. It is seriously adorable. Hannah and Liesel were in three songs that included one from Oliver!, Trolls and A Million Dreams. Liesel was absolutely hilarious and insanely animated. I honestly had no idea if Hannah was hating life or enjoying it. Afterward, she said she loved it, but that wasn't evident from her face haha! </div>
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Every night they were gone until 8am. A friend picked them up and I got used to have an incredibly peaceful evening putting Bridgette and Felicity down one at a time at a nice slow pace. Reading books, treasuring their cuteness and watching them drift off in minutes. I was like, "Remember when I thought two kids was hard?!" haha! Hannah and Liesel came home hyper and excited every night. I think staying up late combined with their instructors being high school students made them seriously jazzed. </div>
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I coached the last two soccer games on Saturday. The last game was actually exciting because we played another good team and Liesel scored the final goal to tie up the game in the last ten seconds. After the game we hiked up Hunter Canyon (remember mom and dad? Where we had that picnic and got all the caterpillars?) and then made it back in time to clean the house before Brian got home at 7pm.</div>
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Brian left after church today for Prescott, AZ for a helicopter manager training. He will get back on Saturdy afternoon just in time for me to leave for a wedding. He teaches the NPS-wide search and rescue training starting next Sunday. He is so busy with that he'll basically be gone all that week too. He spent this week prepping our yard for some more sod, organizing a BSA food drive, dealing with a major park service party that involved all of the employees and a DUI and a few rescues. He stays so busy with his job and had to work late almost every night this week. </div>
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I had no shoots this week and caught up on my editing from the weeks prior. I worked on my church lesson, watched my friend's kids every morning this week and joined a Crossfit gym that I love. I woke up every morning at 5:30am and managed to sneak in a mountain bike ride and a sunrise run. </div>
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Liesel got in trouble for taking a pair of glasses she found in a computer lab and pretending like they were hers for two days in class and lying about it. Once the teacher confronted her about it, she lied again. Finally she showed her an email that went out to every teacher about the missing glasses and Liesel finally told the truth. She got sent to "Skills" and got a referral for the principal. They wrote a letter home to me that I needed to sign and I spoke with her teacher. The loss of her teacher's trust and the pain of making the wrong choice made her very sad. All I can say is, "Thank goodness for EMILY!" I followed exactly what she said to a T and I feel very good about my parenting. haha! It was a good life lesson overall. </div>
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Clay moved to Flagstaff this morning. We had his going away party for the NPS on Friday evening. His kids were all crying in church today. Leslie will follow in a month. We went on our last early morning run together on Saturday and Brian had his last "dude's night." They played poker with pennies and he came home and said that our life won't be the same anymore. It sounds dramatic, but it's kind of true. He said we'll have to replace the empty spaces with service. I guess that's true.</div>
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Seeing Cathrine this week! I can't wait to visit her in SLC on Thursday/Friday this week. I'm straight up taking the kids out of school and we are heading up since B is gone anyway. </div>
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Hannah took this candid true-to life picture. I was playing with Felicity and her friend Anna that I had a pie for an eye. Felicity is constantly in this mermaid dress-- her alter ego is "Isla the mermaid" and she lies down in the middle of the floor and won't walk because she doesn't have legs. </div>
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First off, happy easter! I'm so excited to watch conference today. It was neat to hear that Elder Gong was called as one of the apostles. I felt personally connected to him while at BYU. He was my stake president and once gave a Q&A. It was right in the middle of my broken engagement and I felt so confused about the "stupor of thought" and how the spirit guides us. If it is a good thing and two people love each other, why would they have a stupor of thought? And why would the spirit tell them to not be together? And can mental illness confuse or block your ability to feel the spirit? I stood up and asked my very confusing question into the microphone and didn't feel like I communicated it well and didn't get the answer I was seeking. Afterward, I pushed my way through the crowd and asked him again and explained some of the background to my question. I don't remember exactly what he said but it was something along the lines of, "Eve was the first to decide to leave the garden of eden..." He said a few more things, but the important message when I left was that my heavy heart had hope. I've liked him ever since. </div>
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Life is really good. The girls have been out on spring break this week so we spent a good part of the week doing adventures and playing. I took all four to Goblin Valley and Little Wild Horse canyons by myself. It was an all day adventure and we met up with friends for half of it. I bought lots of junk and took them to get burgers and fries in Green River as we drove back home. </div>
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We had such a great time doing an easter weekend float with mom and dad last year that we decided to repeat the tradition. We camped at the same spot but this time with the Allreds. The kids had a great time playing all evening. They stayed up late around the campfire and woke up early ready to hunt for eggs. </div>
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It has been so nice not having to get anyone ready for school in the morning and makes me excited for summer. </div>
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Work for me is back in full swing and I am editing every free evening again and trying to answer emails and anything else I can in the in-between minutes every day. </div>
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It was so fun to have Lindsey here a few weeks ago. We hiked, talked, played games, went for runs and played with the girls. </div>
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OK, it's evening now and I'm finishing this letter. Felicity had a birthday a few weeks ago and I hate to admit it, but I am so glad it's over. She talked about her birthday every day for months. We made a piƱata (wrapped a cereal box full of candy), which she loved and talked about every day until we finally broke it open at her birthday party 9 days early. She was so cranky on her birthday. Maybe all the anticipation finally caught up to her and she wailed on the stairs until it started. Then she was ok during the party. </div>
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Liesel's first grade class wrote and composed a folk opera about a jumping mouse. It was very cute and she was the lead jumping mouse. She wrote all of her parts and sang them wonderfully. They also painted the set in art class and made their own costumes. It was adorable and I was very proud of her. We got her report card and she had 100% or higher on everything. She just started the first Narnia book, "the magician's nephew" and is liking it so far (she's nearly done with it). She is still in love with horseback riding but I worry every week she's going to get hurt. I went with her to horseback for my birthday back in February and the horse tried to buck me off twice. She's still in soccer, but she spends most of the time doing cartwheels and rolling around dreamily on the grass. I'm her "coach" which means I run around the field yelling, "Go get it! Good job!" which Bridgette cries in her carseat from the side and Felicity grabs my legs begging for the other teams Capri Suns and fruit snacks. Liesel is getting so much older and more responsible. She is very emotional and dramatic, but also very tender and kind. She loves one-on-one time but that is unfortunately pretty rare. </div>
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Hannah is playing soccer on Leslie's team. She is still going to preschool, but half the time I keep her home because she entertains Felicity so well and because she doesn't want to go. I can't believe she starts Kindergarten in the fall. She is always making me laugh. The other day we were all sitting on my bed in the morning and I was nursing after getting home from a very early run. She will frequently pretend to call grandma Hatch and have these fake conversations. Well, I was telling Brian that he needed to wake up with Felicity if she pee's the bed because "getting up three times at night is torturous." Hannah says into the phone, "Yeah, having kids is just torturous..." and rolls her eyes. We all started laughing. She also came up with an idea to trick someone for April Fools by filling an Easter egg with a snake head (although I am fresh out of those). She is so helpful with Bridgette. </div>
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Felicity loves to be silly. You give her an inch and she'll go a mile. For example, at bedtime if you are silly with her once, she will not settle down and stop laughing and trying to climb all over you the entire time. She has grown about two sizes and is giant compared to other three year olds. She loves nursery and is the only one in there. They love her and she sits on their laps reading books the whole time and eating fruit snacks. Her nursery leaders even brought her by a birthday present.</div>
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Our best friends, Clay and Leslie Allred, are moving to Flagstaff, AZ. Clay leaves in a two weeks and Leslie leaves June,1st. We are seriously bummed about that. We went to their house for Easter dinner tonight with the Penrod's who are also probably going to leave at the end of the year.</div>
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Brian was offered a job at Joshua Tree Nat'l park. We considered moving there for his job, but ultimately couldn't trade Moab for the Mojave desert. At the time it seemed fairly serious, but now that the decision is made, it seems hardly worth mentioning. </div>
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Bridgette Elisabeth Hays was blessed this month. Brian blessed her with faith, that the priesthood would be a blessing in her life and to be a peacemaker. Those are the things I'm remembering right now. </div>
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I love you all. I feel so tired. Goodnight. </div>
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It's a beautiful Sunday today. I'm sitting here on the very edge of the computer chair because Kitty is sleeping so peacefully on it that I don't want to move her. Bridgette is fading in and out of sleep, which means I run back and forth to put her pacifier back in and I've already nursed her twice in the three hours everyone has been gone and still no luck with sleep. She's entering that fussy phase where they are constantly tired and you're always trying to get them to sleep and they only sleep for short periods of time and you live in fear of the "over tired" because you know it will be a beast from 4-7pm. </div>
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But she is adorable. I've been going back and forth this week between feeling like nursing is going well and feeling like it's going terrible. Yesterday was terrible, today is going well again. I'll be heading to church in a few minutes for Liesel's Great to be Eight meeting at the church. It's crazy to think that she'll be getting baptized this year and while it's not for a while still, as Brian keeps telling me, "the year is already 1/12th over!" He can be kind of obsessed with the passage of time and frequently will tell me that he likes breaks or changes in the routine because it slows down time. Which is very true. Vacations always feel so long because they are so different that the every day stuff, you know? So what I'm saying is, her baptism will be her before we know it. </div>
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This was a very good week. The HIGHLIGHTS included:</div>
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-Getting over the nursing hump! It is still painful on one side, but I remember thinking with my other kids that it was still somewhat painful even at two months and I could still feel it at 9 months. BUT the zinging down my arm is at a 1 instead of an 8 and I don't dread nursing her every time like I did before. I love that she is opening her little fists more and looking up at me occasionally and I love her slumping peacefully on me once she's asleep. Bridgette is now officially accepted by all of the girls as part of the family. Felicity has been more interested in her this week, but due to the giant ropes of yellow snot hanging out of the nose 24/7, I've tried to keep her from rubbing Bridgette too much.</div>
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-Liesel's swim meet this week! Her first one in mid-december was slightly traumatizing. It was more intense, loud and intimidating than any of us were expecting (especially her) and she ended up crying half way down the lane and only swam in one other event after that. She cried a ton and felt very embarrassed. She was persuaded to not give up and try again, so she stuck it out until this last meet. And she did amazing! I was so proud of her. She competed in 4 events (free, breast stroke kick, dolphin kick, backstroke) and 2 fun events (paddle board relay, full team relay). She was especially impressive at the breast stroke kick-- she is the youngest member of the whole team and she competed with two other 9 year old and won! She was very good at dolphin kick and backstroke and her breathing on free has improved so much! She was really proud of herself. She had prayed frequently leading up to it that she wouldn't be too nervous and that her goggles wouldn't come off and her prayers were answered. The next day she got to attend the pool party and they had a huge blow up obstacle course set up and treats afterward. </div>
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-Hannah and I got to get outside quite a bit together this week. The weather was in the high 50s/low60s and it was so nice that we ended up playing outside almost every day. I took her to the BMX park and watched her ride and had to close my eyes sometimes because she was so daring! </div>
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-Another highlight this week was hiking behind the girls while they mountain biked a loop here on Friday after school and again yesterday. They are pretty darn good and Felicity even rode her strider on the whole thing! It's amazing what they'll do for a little box of nerds. </div>
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-Liesel started horseback riding lessons and hasn't stopped talking about it since. I got her 12 lessons for Christmas and her first one was Saturday. Brian went with her and said there was no waiver, no paperwork and they pretty much put her on the horse and said "go for it." She was trotting around by the end of the lesson. I told her not to expect to even get on the horse the first day except to walk around some, but I was wrong! She said she learned to turn left, right, back up, walk and trot. Hopefully she'll learn to catch and bridle the horse since that can be pretty hard and intimidating. </div>
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-Brian has been working super hard in his three weeks off. This week we moved the giant boulders/rocks we had as a small retaining wall in our backyard. He moved the ones he could and buried the others. Then he put in another part of the sprinkler system so we could have grass coming up to the big porch we put in last year. Now it will just slope nicely down from the porch with grass. It took him a few days to accomplish this because it was a ton of work. He did manage to get out and ski/summit a peak with a friend (see photo below) but then got the colds that the girls had and was sick this weekend. This break he also managed to fix our automatic van door (he replaced the motor), stained the fence around our property, do our taxes (with my business it gets kind of crazy!) and spend hours meeting with realtors and looking for land so we can possibly build a duplex or something.</div>
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-I was able to get out once and mountain bike with Leslie which felt great. I also got my first stretch of sleep longer than 2.5hrs-- it was 4 hours long! That also felt great. </div>
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Baby girl Bridgette!</div>
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We tried belaying the kids up this indian ladder in the crack behind Brian.</div>
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On our mountain bike ride. It's so oddly warm this winter! The rivers are going to be empty!</div>
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Milky smile! I waited at least five minutes with my phone hovering in the air to get this. </div>
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Brian on his climb/ski this week.</div>
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Liesel relieved after finishing her first race at her meet last week.</div>
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Hiking with all four of my little pookies. </div>
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A few moments after Bridgette's birth</div>
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6:15am-- the girls find out they have a new sister!</div>
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Obviously the big news of the month for us is the arrival of our new baby girl, Bridgette. It has been the full range of emotions since she was born Tuesday January 16th at 1:15am.</div>
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It was MLK day and I had a dr apt in the afternoon. Brian has spent a lot of time this month looking for property to build a duplex on, so we went after the appointment to check out another piece of land. We dropped the girls off with Aunt Sarah and then headed to look at the dirt lot. We picked the kids up later that day and then we all headed to $1 tacos at a local mexican place. I ended up regretting this at about 12pm that night when I felt like I was going to throw it all up. We got home, put the kids to bed and watched a show on Netflix. I noticed that I was having contractions about every 10mins during the show, but I didn't mention it yet. This had happened two or three other times where I thought I was in labor, went to bed early and then woke up the next morning not having gone into labor. At about 9:30pm I told Brian I thought I might be in labor and to start timing. At 10 pm we decided to pack our hospital bags and I lied down in bed. We told Sarah who was planning to watch the girls while we were in the hospital, but in the course of the next hour the contractions were coming stronger and closer. When Sarah arrived a little before 11pm, we left for our 1 mile drive to the Moab hospital. </div>
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Every contraction was very intense and I could feel it working. TMI? When we arrived to the ER (where you have to check in if the hospital is closed), they said, "You already packed your bags! You're confident." To which I replied, "Well, I know I'm in labor." They were skeptical and the FOXnews broadcast was blaring while Brian signed paperwork and I breathed through the contractions. They told us that they were expecting 5 births in January and all of them were at the hospital right now. I waited in the small ER room through the next few contractions and thought I could walk to the delivery room once it was ready, but I collapsed on the floor halfway there because the contractions were so intense. I was 7cm when they checked me in the delivery room. Connie, my nurse through my other two births in Moab, was my nurse again! I really like her, so I was happy. She said she thought this was going to go really fast and she couldn't get ahold of Dr. Cole, so she would get the on-call Dr. Williams. I didn't care, especially at this point. The contractions were getting so intense all I could do was grip the side railing of the bed and shake it as I tried to breathe and stay calm through each contraction. As soon as the dr was there I was ready to start pushing. He told me to go for it and so I did. The first contraction I had he helped slip the babies head through and start descending. I was Amazon-woman screaming/shouting through the next contraction pushing and I thought I was going to die. I didn't remember pushing being so insane, but I'm sure it always is. I think I pushed through three more contractions. The cord was around her neck but they slipped it off easily. He told me to stop pushing, but I don't really know why. I think he thought I was going too fast, but I couldn't help it. The final push when she came out was an immediate relief and I reached for her slimy little body and saw her adorable face for the first time. I kept saying, "you're so beautiful!" while shaking and breathing and getting teary-eyed. I looked up at Brian who was also teary-eyed and we were both just so relieved to have that behind us and that she was ok. </div>
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The Dr. and nurse made several comments about how easy it all was. I can't complain because the whole thing was fast and not drawn-out, but it was easy for them because they weren't doing the work! I had a few friends in the hospital (one there for her delivery and the other for bleeding during pregnancy) and he told them not to ask me about my labor because it was "unrealistic" and "the easiest birth I'll have all year." </div>
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That night was a blur. By the time everything was done it was after 3am. I was so amped up on adrenaline, I didn't sleep but for maybe an hour that night and same with Brian. Sarah said that in the morning Felicity was calling, "Mom! where are you?!" from down in my room. She called to her and told her she had a new baby sister. The other girls woke up pretty much right after that and they were all excited. We didn't have a name picked out yet. Brian and I had narrowed our list down to three names: Elisabeth, Juliette and Bridgette. I felt in a fog and didn't want to be rushed into anything, but we felt we needed to decide soon.</div>
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Leslie arrived at the hospital that morning at about 8:45am to film us and the kids arrived about an hour later to meet her for the first time. I felt really good after the birth-- like oddly ok. No tears, no excessive bleeding etc. It was really neat to have all of our children in the same room with us. I am so glad that Leslie came and filmed this. I am rarely on the other side of the camera and she did an amazing job. Leslie finished the full 6 minute film and you can watch it here:</div>
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Since then, there has been a lot of highs and lows. Liesel was so upset about us naming the baby Bridgette that Brian called me and said she was in tears. I'm not sure if it was so much the name as it was the huge change. She came to the hospital alone that night and held Bridgette and ordered hospital dinner with us. She has been okay since then. Hannah has had two meltdowns about having a new sister during which tears stream down her face and she says, "Having a new sister is just so so hard! You're always taking care of her!" It's kind of a hear-breaker and I'm doing my best to give them all attention, but nursing takes up a lot of my time.</div>
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Which brings me to another low: baby weight gain. She looks so chubby in the photos from last Sunday and I fell like she's already lost weight. She has only pooped one time in 11 days. Nursing went from being tolerable to being insanely painful as one side has split and is an open sore. I go from feeling stressed and hopeless to feeling like it will all be fine. Usually corresponds to night time vs day time feedings. I'm debating taking her in and having her weighed again, but I hated that last time. She doesn't seem hungry in the sense that she sleeps well and isn't fussy, but I still feel so stressed about the lack of poop or spit up. It was so great to have Sarah's help and Allison's help the first four days after we got home. RS brought us meals this week and I'm still not totally on my own this week because Brian is taking one more week off to help me. Hopefully I can push through the pain of nursing before he heads back to work and hopefully she'll start pooping and gaining weight. </div>
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With that said, there are so many times holding her that I have felt overwhelmed with love for this little girl. I feel like I've enjoyed the newborn phase -- their peeling skin and sucker fish mouth, their little dragon noises and sweet smell. The way the skin on their head looks and feels so smooth and soft and their little newborn cry that sounds like a "waaaaa!" instead of a full-blown wail. While I'm anxious to get through the mental stress and physical pain, I feel like I've enjoyed having a newborn in the usually dreary month of January. </div>
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In other news, our girls seem so big now. Felicity walks around doing the cutest most hilarious things all day. She is so imaginative and I frequently hear her singing or pretending the cutest things. The other day she was full-on singing her heart out "I want to be a tomato helper!" Sarah and I were dying laughing listening to her lyrics. She doesn't like to hold or touch Bridgette but I'm sure that will change as she gets bigger. Hannah, despite her few meltdowns, has been a great helper and very sweet with her. Liesel loves to hold her and when she's home and she will help out (between swim, piano and reading for school it seems like she has quite a bit going on). Liesel has her 2nd swim meet this week. I'm anxious to see if it will go better than her last. Her first horse back riding lesson is on Saturday. </div>
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Brian has stayed busy looking for property, sending out letters to lot owners in town, fixing our van door with a new motor, staining the fence and doing our taxes. </div>
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We got back from church two hours ago and all I could think about was shoving a butterscotch oatmeal cookie into my mouth. I was so hungry I was shaking. We just switched to getting out at 2pm and I need to bring snacks with me or something. Since all of Felicity's nursery friends bumped up to Sunbeams, it's just her in there. I considered going in and begging for goldfish. Liesel gave a talk today in primary she wrote all by herself. She did a great job. I taught the gospel doctrine lesson and had two painful braxton hicks while teaching but tried to play it off. Nothing like being 9 months pregnant, in heels and teaching a lesson. I got so uncomfortable during sacrament meeting I had to bee-line to the bathroom and remove my tights. I hoped nobody noticed when I left with them and came back in without them, but it felt 10x better. </div>
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I had planned to watch a friend's kids yesterday but then they got sick so I had an open afternoon. I decided to take the kids on a hike in Arches with Sarah. It was really fun and the kids hiked quickly and we had a great time sucking icicles in the shade and feeling so warm in near the rocks in the sunshine. The desert is so crazy like that. Then we got back to the car and realized we were locked out. We got our ignition replaced this week so I had a new key, but the door lock wasn't replaced so my new key wouldn't open it. Sarah eventually had the idea to put a stick in the window and unlock the doors, which was great. We got in, but couldn't get the car alarm to go off since the key fab wasn't reprogramed. The entire parking lot was glaring at us and several cars joined in honking at the off-beat of our alarm. It felt pretty awesome to drive through the entire park with our car alarm blaring. </div>
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When Brian got off work we went and played at a nearby park until dark. The kids went to bed amazingly well for the first time in a month. I started having contractions...16 mins, then 12, then 11 then 10 then 5 mins apart over the course of about 2hrs. I went to bed thinking this might be the real deal only to wake up at midnight completely soaked in sweat to the point I had to change my clothes and no more contractions. Soooooo weird. </div>
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We have some pretty awesome friends here. This week I was having an emotional day. I felt overwhelmed at the idea of having a new baby without mom. I was crying into the spaghetti sauce and was grateful I was getting out of the house that night for a movie night with Leslie and Heidi. When I showed up, I walked in and around to the living room only to have everyone shout, "SURPRISE!" and there were nine of my friends ready to surprise me with a baby shower. It was so great and we had a good time playing games and laughing hysterically (has anyone played that game where you put those plastic things in your mouth and try to talk?!). It was great to get diapers, wipes chocolate and a few baby items. Then Skyler and Clay threw Brian a "Dude's Shower" on Friday. He came home with fart putty, a light saber and toy cars. haha! </div>
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Brian called me yesterday and told me he had an emergency-- apparently our local Shopko was having a sale on Nerf guns and I had to go get the last ones before they sold out. Ever since our house has become a constant battle zone. Liesel even got me in my bare bum as I was changing my clothes! Sheesh. Brian thought it was the Nerf war that threw me into contractions Saturday night-- and he told me not to go into early labor because there was a training he really wanted to go to Tues/Wed this week. Insert annoyed pregnant woman eye roll here. </div>
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I have no idea what else we did this week. Oh yeah-- the first half of the week I worked on my tax records for my biz with Brian. I did my UT sales tax all wrong and it took hours to correct. We owed about $4,000 just in sales tax, so I'm worried what will happen once we file fed/state taxes next month. There hasn't been enough snow in the La Sals for Brian to go ski and it's been a change of January pace to actually have him around on his weekends! </div>
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Liesel: "I gave a talk in church about how I am a child of God. I had piano lessons and learned a song.We bought these nerf guns and me and dad had a fight. I hit him a few times. He stopped and showed me a mark from the dart! I had the big gun and he had two small ones. Mom brought us to the gym and while she was doing exercises I learned to hula hoop. That's it! I love you Grandma and Grandpa!" </div>
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Hannah: "I love you Grandma and Granpa! I think you already know that I know how to ride a pedal bike. I like playing at the pirate park with Felicity. We played a game where there was a big flash flood and Felicity was my daughter and I was the mom. We went on a pirate ship -- it was brown and yellow. I like that you're doing missionary work. I want to be a missionary when I grow up too. I'm glad I have you in my life. I love you so much. I miss you."</div>
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Felicity: "I love you grandpa and grandma. I love you so much. I love mom so much. I love dad so much. And I love Aunt Sarah so much. I go to church and play with my stuffed animals and I love to do things." </div>
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I can faintly hear Brian playing "the Friendly Beasts" on guitar downstairs and singing. I've always loved to hear him sing. I'm lounging back in my chair to give my swollen belly more room as elbows and knees jab me from the inside and I'm regretting all that cookie dough I keep sneaking. </div>
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I thought it might be fun to sing "the Friendly Beasts" at the ward Christmas party this week, but Brian decided to take over playing the guitar and that's probably a good thing since he will practice it until it's flawless. The kids are very cute singing it. Especially Felicity who sings softly, "I said the sheep wit the curly hair (it's supposed to be horn- but so cute!) she gave a blanket to keep warm." And then she stops. Heart melter. It was stake conference today which is like a Sunday off. Brian has no meetings so we get to sleep in, the meeting is somewhat torturous, but only two hrs. The Penrod's came over and ate lunch with us and so did Sarah. We chatted for several hours. I love having friends over every week and it is such a blessing to have Sarah here. The kids love her and see her so frequently... multiple times a week. </div>
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December is such a party month. This week we have three party nights in a row... which means I don't have to cook 3 nights in a row! Let's be honest, I won't have to scramble eggs or make a soup nobody eats for 3 nights in a row. </div>
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I'm not sure if nesting is kicking in or what, but I spent a lot of time cleaning this week: junk drawers, cupboards, knobs, walls, sheets, pantry, closets and I finally mopped. Brian fixed our washer since the part came in, so I had heaps of laundry to do. In-between that I volunteered at Liesel's school during math rotations and again the following day for the gingerbread house party. </div>
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I also organized a gingerbread house party of my own and let each of the kids invite a friend they hadn't played with in a while. Liesel invited two friends and Hannah and Felicity each invited one. I thought i could get away with no friend for F'liss, but not the case. That girl is too with it and insisted on Eva coming because "Eva is my best friend." I hot-glued graham crackers together and made mom's ultra-powerful icing recipe to ensure the kids wouldn't be eating these... haha! We used all the leftover halloween and parade candy and everyone decorated their houses and then I took the kids home at dark. </div>
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I don't know if I've mentioned this before, but every Friday the elementary school gets out at 12:30pm. I took the kids to the Make-one Take-one event in town. It's to empower kids and teach them the spirit of giving. Community members donate toys, ornaments and all sorts of junk and the kids enter the room and are given three pieces of paper (like $3) and everything in the room is "$1". The kids walk around and shop for their family. Each one of the girls shopped for another sister and then went into another room to wrap their gifts and make several crafts they could use as presents as well. I thought it was really neat and they really enjoyed buying one another gifts. Although both L & H chose these really ugly glass angels that Felicity opened up and broke on the floor today (along with my gingerbread ornament). So long, pink and purple angels! </div>
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Liesel started swim club this week. The season only has 6 weeks left, so I thought it would be perfect to sneak her in now. She was assessed and passed and went to both practices last week. She was happy and they work them pretty hard. She has a swim meet this Wednesday, but they don't have winners and it's just against each other. She will be doing swim until the end of January. </div>
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We had large chair boxes arrive this week and Saturday morning I helped the girls convert them into houses. I got out the paints, the art bin and the hot glue gun and they went to town creating their home, picking their house number and decorating their house. </div>
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Happy Liesel!! Although she got these pants stuck in the bike chain and I had to rip them out! She was so mad! Apparently they are her "favorite after school pants" </div>
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Taken per mom's request right before this email was sent. Bathroom selfies are so awkward! 34 week tomorrow! Woo hoo! </div>
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I'm now officially the parent of a 7-year-old. Brian and I realized that we have now spent over 1/3 of the time we get with her officially in our home. She had a great birthday party. Brian was spending the night on the White Rim so we decided to have a special birthday breakfast: german pancakes, sausage, berries and whip cream. So in other words, desert for breakfast. Then Liesel told me I was supposed to bring a treat to her class for her birthday. So I made cookies. Then I cleaned the house and prepped for her scavenger hunt. The clues took them around the neighborhood and in our backyard, ultimately leading to a treasure map hidden in the swingset playhouse. From there, they had to figure out where the "X" was in the garden and then they took turns digging up the cooler that Brian had buried (very well, I might add. With cooler handle down locking the lid so the entire thing had to be dug out completely by 9 kids and a pregnant lady). They were so excited when they spotted the lid and eventually we got the whole thing out and passed out the goody bags. I went to buy stuff for them, but couldn't throw my money down for a bunch of plastic junk so I just gave each kid $1 and a slap bracelet. Then we busted open Liesel's star piƱata we made months ago and they filled the remaining space in their goody bags with candy. </div>
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Liesel requested a doughnut cake (hello, easiest birthday cake ever!) and she helped me pick out the doughnuts that morning before school. They ate that, watched her birthday video I made and then she opened presents. Afterward, I was too tired to make dinner and should have just left it at the candy and cake, but they insisted they wanted food so I took them to McDonalds. No surprise that 24hrs later Felicity woke up in the middle of the night throwing up. </div>
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Friday we took the kids to the tree lighting and to see santa. Its a great little Moab tradition to have the community come out, the band plays carols, the crowd sings carols, they have cocoa and cookies and the kids tell Santa what they want for Christmas. Then they plug in the tree (a big pine that has been decorated by ornaments the elementary made including Liesel) and a ton of lights. </div>
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So Friday ended well, even though it started out rough. Liesel (probably on a sugar crash post-party) didn't want to go to school and then we got in an argument over asking for a parakeet for Christmas on the way to school. Apparently we got there late (although I didn't know it) and so I biked home with Hannah a different way only to see Liesel pull in at the same time from the other direction with tears streaming down her face. She said the door was locked, "and I just couldn't do it mom! I couldn't go to school!" I gave her a hug and let her mellow out for an hr, but then I took her back to school in the car. We talked to her about it being kind of a big deal to just leave the school when we thought she was there! Yikes. But she was fine by the end of the day and I took the kids mountain biking with Leslie and Natalie and their kids-- then went to the tree lighting like I said above. </div>
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The following day I got a sitter so I could go mountain biking with friends. Then I took the kids on a hike in Arches which was really fun. Sometimes it's great to have friends around and sometimes it's great to just have us. This time it was great to just be us and talk and sing and play in the sand. When we got home the kids decided they wanted to see "Coco" --a new Pixar movie. We made it about 40 mins in and then Hannah said it was too weird for her and we all left. I knew she was going to say that because she doesn't like anything "weird" so I don't know why I took them in the first place.</div>
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The light parade was that night. It's another magical Moab tradition where the community all comes together to watch the floats pass by. Everything is lit up, the hospital provides yet more cookies and cocoa and I spent half the time looking at the kids' adorable faces. It was a great night. </div>
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Christmas is stressful, but beautiful too. I finally prepped the advent calendar with Light the World and the kid's did a great job loving their neighbor today. Although, I'm pretty sure Hannah's story was a total lie: after hearing that Liesel befriended someone lonely sitting on the playground "buddy bench" -- Hannah decided to one-up her by telling me that Ava in her class was crying because her grandpa just died and she gave her a hug and they started playing together. I was like, "hmmmmmm." but the point is, her heart wanted to love her neighbor even though it didn't necessarily want to be honest. It is interesting to me that in Liesel's baby blessing she was blessed with obedience and honesty and hannah was blessed with charity and faith... </div>
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Felicity has been like World's Cutest Toddler this week. Everything she is doing lately has me all heart-eyed and dying of cuteness. Her little voice and giggles. But man, that child is destructive. She breaks books, draws on stuff, dumps out my makeup, somehow gets soaking wet, breaks ornaments or puts them all in the laundry basket and is somehow always stealing raisins. I'm pretty sure she is fueled on Cuties (small clementines) and milk. </div>
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kids and santa. H asked for a surprise, Liesel a boomerang (?! so ridiculous!) and Felicity a flashlight. If it was up to me, I wouldn't even do santa because I feel like I know what they want more than they do. </div>
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Felicity in a tree. She was very happy hear. Seeing that is wearing the same thing two days in a row here (see bike photo earlier) makes me realize I must dress her with what is on the floor. whoops. </div>
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Liesel at her birthday party! </div>
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Liesel did not like this picture. She said her smile was weird. I love her shirt. It was a hand-me-down from a friend and liesel has been saving it to wear today for months! It says, "I'm so happy today!"</div>
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What a fabulous week. I have decided I LOVE having the kids out of school all week for Thanksgiving. Especially when the weather decides to be absolutely fabulous. This has been the sunniest, prettiest fall I can remember in Moab. But who cares about the weather?! Haha! Brian was off on Monday and he took the kids on a daddy-daughter outing to the dinosaur tracks + bones and on a little mountain bike ride. Hannah had been wanting to go see the dino tracks and bones for the past year because she went on a field trip with Leslie for mom- preschool last year. I took the chance to go mountain biking with a huge group of girlfriends on some new trails. It was so fun to talk with all of the ladies, cruise around on my bike down dirt and rock and just take in the views. Once we got back home at lunch, we took the kids out to go rock climbing for the afternoon at a new crag. Both Hannah and Liesel made it to the top of two climbs and Felicity gave it a good go but we didn't want her to go too high or it would be too hard to get her down! It was a great afternoon all together and we went for $1 tacos at a local restaurant and ate wayyyyy too many tacos (is that possible?)</div>
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For FHE we made a grateful tree and covered it with thankful leaves. The girls came up with so many great things they were thankful for. </div>
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Tuesday I had a shoot which consumed the day until 1:30pm. Then I took the kids biking and literally ran in front of Felicity holding a dum-dum while she chased me and tried to get it. Then I planted it in the dirt at the end of the trail and she got to pull it out again. Happiest I've ever seen her. I didn't see the other kids pretty much the whole ride because they are quite fast and I'm with F, but at the very end Liesel did come up to me in tears because Owen told her she wasn't following directions and would have a consequence but she was waiting at the correct "mushroom rock" that we designated for the meeting location. They got over it pretty quickly and moved on. </div>
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It had been almost a year since I had taken the kids to the Island in the Sky to see Brian at work. The drive always feels so long to me and the hikes are a bit stressful with kids because there are drop offs everywhere... but they were out of school and it made sense so we trekked up there on Wednesday to go see him. It was fun to see him in his office and the girls liked 1) the 3D dinosaur book 2)Seeing their photos on his desk calendar 3) pressing the raise and lower button on his electronic stand-up desk. Then I took them on two short hikes. I was cranky with Felicity who wasn't moving toward the end of the hikes. An hour later as we were driving home, I felt her forehead and she was burning with fever. Mom guilt. Allison and Mike arrived that night for the Thanksgiving holiday that evening. I was worried about Felicity having the flu. Brian's co-worker at ISKY (older gentleman on the interp staff) had died suddenly within three days of getting the flu. I woke up multiple times both because Felicity was so ill and needed medicine, water, blankets, pee etc and also because I was so anxious about her illness. Thanksgiving Day she woke up fairly normal and improved throughout the day until she seemed like her normal self.</div>
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Cooked a lot on Thursday and enjoyed the company of Allison and Mike and Sarah. Made the typical thanksgiving fare, but since we didn't have plans to eat until Brian got home from work, I snuck in a quick mtn bike ride and then we all went on a hike to some petragylphs. After Brian got home, we feasted and then talked. It was great. </div>
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Friday morning we woke up and got ready to go the mountains to cut down our christmas tree. This was the first year that the mountains really had almost no snow. We drove up higher than ever and the kids hiked around with us. Felicity was especially excited for the snow. Liesel was incredibly opinionated about the tree and Hannah was just enjoying life. We found the fullest tree we've had in years and Mike and Allison found their tree as well. We zoomed back down the mountain and changed gears from snow and cold to shorts and chacos and geared up the boat for our last float down the Colorado until next spring. The water was cold, green and somewhat clear... we stopped and played at a beach for a long time and Felicity carried around a stuffed rat that she found tied to the fence while mountain biking-- she's taken a serious liking to it and has named it Elizabeth despite Liesel trying to change her mind by suggesting names like "mousy" and things she thinks are more appropriate. It was only dropped into the river once. We played at the river beaches and got more wet than we anticipated on the small rapids. Luckily I had everyone's coats, which Liesel refused to wear until the last 5 minutes as we were heading home. I felt bad that Allison and Mike got super splashed on the last wave we hit! It was shady and cold at that point. </div>
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When we got home, I prepped for Liesel's family birthday party. She wanted to celebrate a week early since grandma and grandpa were here, so I printed off the Liesel Quiz, pulled out the wrapped presents and we had a wonderful family party. The kids have come to enjoy their videos so much that I have to make sure I prepare one every year. You can see Liesel's video trailer <a href="https://vimeo.com/244406596">HERE</a> and the 9 minute film <a href="https://vimeo.com/244166127">HERE</a>. It was very sweet to go around in a circle and share what we love about her. I'm so glad our family started this tradition because you vocalize important feelings and talents that you may not otherwise be inclined to share. The love in the room is strong. Hannah told everyone not to cry and then halfway through she was crying along side the rest of us as we told LIesel what we love about her. Then she ripped open her presents and was thrilled with what she received. Hannah gave her a fancy fan and owl. Hannah picked them out off of Amazon and I created a job list with 5 jobs Hannah had to check off to earn money for these gifts. She did them all dutifully and without complaining at all. I was so impressed. Liesel was always trying to ask for hints beforehand like, "what letter does it start with?" and Hannah would be like, "an 'O' and it's sparkly." She guessed the owl ahead of time, but not the fan. </div>
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I had photo shoots all day Saturday, our company left and Brian did a bunch of house projects. We set up the Christmas tree and got the Christmas decorations out. It feels so festive and peaceful. I love it. We had our usual friend-dinner tonight with the Allreds and Penrods. It was a good evening, a great day and wonderful week. </div>
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bumpie taken today before church-- 32 weeks tomorrow! </div>
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My almost 7-year-old! Here party is this week on her birthday! yay! </div>
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Things are good here. I almost can't separate the week into days, which means it rolled along blissfully without much on the schedule. It was the first week that I've had no new photography shoots to go to since August. . . instead of trying to juggle mom/business-owner, I could just focus on being mom. I would frequently have a pit in my stomach throughout the week thinking I needed to organize a babysitter or I was missing something only to realize there was nothing to forget. I think this is why my poor kids aren't signed up for a darn thing. They beg for dance (hannah) and horse back riding (Liesel), but it feels too good to have no deadlines to pack everyone up for. Liesel will be starting piano lessons after Thanksgiving (taught by Leslie), but that feels different. </div>
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I feel like I've hardly seen Brian lately. He was gone in Denver last week and when he got back, his two friends from FLETC were in town on Mon/Tues so he spent both of his days off with them. Then he was in charge of an 80 person SAR training involving multiple counties in Utah, so that kept him busy the rest of the week until today. And he got into bed at 8pm. </div>
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We celebrated our TEN YEAR wedding anniversary on Friday and were able to go on a date that night to a fancy restaurant in town. It was fun to think back and we both decided that we are pretty much exactly where we thought we would be after 10 years of marriage. We're heading on an overnight getaway to Fruita, CO tomorrow. Maybe we can pick out a baby name since we still have talked about that at all! </div>
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Speaking of which, I feel like with the holidays rapidly approaching, I'm going to be due before I know it. Once New Years is over, I'll have like, 3 weeks till go-time. Wow. Baby number 4. Kind of feels like the top of the roller coaster and you know you've signed up for it, but you're still like "oh man! What did I get myself into!" I've decided to try and ignore my discomfort and run and mountain bike through this pregnancy. It definitely improves my happiness level... although I went with two other friends this week and I was in the back the whole time. I don't like being last. </div>
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This week I'm realizing what a big girl Liesel is. She is reading amazingly well and just bumped up another reading level this week. She doesn't struggle at all with math or anything else in class. Her teacher told me at p/t conferences that Liesel is the kind of girl she can pair with anyone in class. With this said, she had been complaining about a difficult reading partner for a while and it just switched to one of her good friends-- Justin. She was very happy about that. School comes pretty naturally to her, but it also might be that Moab curriculum is easy. Liesel has really stepped up to being an older sister to Felicity lately and it's so cute when she will give her attention. Today F was growling like a lion and L was screaming and it made Felicity laugh so hard. </div>
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Hannah has seemed a bit glum since she turned five. Not all the time, but more prone to massive mood swings. She brought a rock on our hike yesterday that she had found about a month ago-- it was shaped like a pizza and she carried it the entire 4.5 miles but somehow lost it in the last half mile. She ran back to where she last went pee on the trail all by herself to try and find it, but no luck. Her little slumped shoulders let me know immediately there was no success. She is a determined little girl and cried for the rest of the way to the car. </div>
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This week I took felicity on several excursions while the kids were in school... mostly biking. She hated some and cried the whole time and loved others. She surprised me by hiking almost the entire 4.5 mile trail yesterday. She never complained, so I never picked her up until the last little bit back to the car when she seemed so tired she was laughing and loopy. I think she was still tired today because they told me she was very cranky in nursery and refused to color her picture. I am struggling with her to learn anything of a religious nature. Her prayer is the exact same every time and she gets very annoyed if I try and encourage her to add anything: "dear Hevly Father, tank dee for mom and dad. Name of Jesus Christ amen." This of course really offends Hannah and Liesel, but that doesn't seem to faze F'liss in getting the job done as quickly as possible. I'm worried about this new baby rocking her world, but I just tell myself that in five years, everything will be easier and Liesel will be able to babysit. ;) </div>
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November this year has been surprisingly stunning-- hardly any gloomy days, perfect weather and still a few leaves clinging to branches. </div>
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Hiking Negro Bill canyon with my girls and the Heidi's kids yesterday. I will still call it Negro Bill canyon despite the official BLM politically correct name change to William Grandstaff Canyon. </div>
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Taking selfies with Felicity and laughing at all of her cute faces. There were several funny faces, but this was the only one without gag-enducing yellow snot running down her face.</div>
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I just want to say that I also really like getting these weekly updates. It is fun to read about what everyone is doing each week! All of these "mundane" things are actually so fun to hear in your lives! I want to respond to everyone personally, but I'm trying to make getting this letter out a priority before B gets home in an hour so we can spend some time together this evening.</div>
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This week was full of highs and lows. Or maybe it was the low week to match last weeks high week. It started last Sunday night when Felicity woke up twice in the middle of the night after throwing up. The next day was followed by uncontrollable diarrhea and I cleaned it up off of the table, the floor and all overt the bathroom. I was really hoping it was something she ate.</div>
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Monday is Brian's day off so it usually consists of us swapping little adventures. Brian left as I was getting the kids ready for school to bike the whole enchilada and surprised me by getting home at 1:15pm! That bike trail starts in the mountains and is 35 miles long and he ended right at our house. I left afterward to go bike with Sven's wife, Brenna and a few of her friends. </div>
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Tuesday the sickness showed up again. I got home from running with a friend at 7:30am to a sick Hannah and more throw up. It was Halloween, so there were a million activities. Moab might be the only school that lets kids out early (12:45) for Halloween and prior to that there was a costume parade and Liesel's poem performance on the black top where they shared about a "scary" animal (her group did hyenas). Brian took the kids to the carnival hosted by the school and Hannah was so sick she fell asleep for 3hrs afterward. I had to wake her up to ask if she still wanted to trick or treat, and she insisted she did. She was lethargic, but we still had a great time trick-or-treating. I love Halloween. It is such a great excuse to knock on your neighbors doors and mingle with everyone in the streets. Some ward members make scones and cocoa outside and we always love going to their house. The kids had a great time, but I was glad I had the stroller. </div>
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Hannah was sick all the next day and then Liesel woke me up Wednesday night saying that her belly hurt. I realized at 3am that mine was hurting too and spent the next while loosing it on both ends. All the kids stayed home on Thursday and Brian left that morning for Denver, Colorado where he had a Search and Rescue conference and managed to avoid the plague. The sitters I had lined up for my photo shoots that weekend both got word that my kids were sick and canceled on me. I was stranded with no sitter but couldn't cancel the shoots. Sarah Hays ended up coming to my rescue. Thank goodness for family. I thought I was feeling better that night, but around dinner time I was so ill I couldn't move. I was on the toilet throwing up in the trashcan at the same time. In tears I asked Liesel to make dinner for the kids, which she did-- she got the bread and made toast, applesauce and carrots. Hearing her organize the troops, set the table and make it all while I was in bed was a light in the darkness. I had called Brian in tears and he talked to Liesel to ask her to help me and she stepped up and did. I was really proud of her. </div>
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I felt somewhat better the next day and managed to finish the photo shoot in the evening (Friday). Then that night Hannah woke up screaming and crying and had both pooped her pants all and thrown up all over her bed and floor. She had been better for 3 days at this point! That happened another two times that night. </div>
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Needless to say, I had a lot of laundry the next day and we spent all morning bleaching and clorox wiping every single surface in the house. The kids helped me as well and then I couldn't stand being in the house anymore and we all went to the stake Super Saturday (crafts, soup and bread for the sisters). Felicity peed her pants on the church carpet, the kids whined in my ear the entire time and I had to rush Hannah to the bathroom a few times to avoid a blowout. But I made my block letters that said "JOY" for christmas and I felt like they were mocking me. </div>
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I left grateful to get home again. Sarah watched the kids for my second photo shoot and I was so glad to get home and binge on <i>Stranger Things</i> on Netflix and scare myself since I was home alone and B wasn't back yet. I also raided the kids Halloween candy now that I was feeling better (crunched up snickers and reeces on ice cream and didn't even feel shame) and took advantage of the extra hour I was gaining from daylight savings by staying up way to late. </div>
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Then this morning everyone woke up happy! With normal poopy! And no throw up! And totally back to normal! And we went to church and it was a wonderful meeting full of the spirit and I was so grateful that Heavenly Father blessed me with healthy children in time for church. I had prayed the night before to know why the sacrament was important when I could just pray and ask for forgiveness of my sins -- what was the need for the additional step each week? And it was answered again and again in the meeting! Just a wonderful reminder that the Lord answers our prayers and will continue to help me learn as I come to Him with my questions. </div>
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Hannah the princess. I told Hannah I thought she was smiling like that because she was feeling so sick, but she said, "No. I was smiling like that because I didn't want to mess up my lipstick." Also, I did her hair so cute in ringlet curls with my hot rollers but she hated it and insisted I brush it out. Little stinker. This costume was a result of Liesel convincing Brian and I to buy it for Hannah from Liesel because, "I know she'll love it so so so much!" I caved. </div>
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Felicity the "sunflower fairy"-- she was so excited! I didn't have any face paint for these kids, so I used regular crayola kid paint and it worked great. I also covered her face with shimmery eye shadow as "pixie dust" and she was thrilled about the whole thing. She was on turbo running from house to house to get the candy from everyone and more than one person had to ask her to stop reaching in their bowl. ;) </div>
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- The primary program was today. They looked beautiful in their braided hair and bright faces. Yesterday Liesel told me that her line for the program was too short and not what she wanted to talk about. She wanted to write about how she's preparing to be baptized. She wrote her own talk and asked if she could give that instead. I contacted the primary president who said, "absolutely." She seemed incredibly nervous but did a great job reading what she wrote. Hannah shared three lines about saying prayers in her bed when she feels scared at night and how she knows Heavenly Father loves her. I was fine until the <i>Gethseme </i>song and then cried. Something about little children singing about the Atonement when they are so pure goes right to my heart.<br />
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- I taught gospel doctrine today about Family History. It was kind of a boring lesson, so I prepared a little 1st person blurb about the life of Caroline Pickles and Emmy Collette. At the beginning of class I told everyone I was inviting a guest in, ran into the hallway for my costume and came in and read the blurb and then ran to get "guest" number two (also me obv), and came in as Emmy and told a brief story about her. I probably should have been more embarrassed than I was, but it was a great attention grabber for the lesson. I enjoy teaching even though I dread the prep.<br />
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- After church today we carved about 8 pumpkins that we grew in our garden. The kids loved it and it was the perfect temp outside, so B and I had a good time too. Then we had Brian's co-worker from ISKY over with his girlfriend and the Allreds (it was Clay's b-day) for tikka masala and naan bread. I ate too much and now feel very fat.<br />
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- We had a lot of partying this weekend. The Niessen's (sort of a new friend this year) invited us to an adult-only halloween party. Brian went as the American flag and I went as Betsy Ross. The dinner was fancy, her house immaculately decorated and the games were fun. It was cool to hang out with people we didn't know well and make new friends.<br />
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- All day Saturday was kind of a whirlwind. I went running up Negro bill at 7am, got back and left to shoot a wedding (my last one of the year!!!). Following the wedding I photographed 7 families in a row! It was pure insanity. But I did feel like I was doing a good thing. I charged only $150 a family (which I think is cheap) but not sure if I can still count is as service necessarily. I wrapped up at sunset and met Brian and the kids at Clay's birthday party where we all ate Mexican and had a great time.<br />
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-While I was busy photographing Brian took the kids to Grand Junction to a pumpkin patch that had awesome redneck style activities. For example, a 50 ft pyramid of hay that you climb to reach giant slides. You grab a burlap sack and slide down that at 30mph. Brian said even he was a little hesitant to go down at first. There was a huge pit of dry corn you could jump into, zip lines, pony rides, train rides and a petting zoo. The kids told me all about it when I got back-- including the part about Felicity stealing a pumpkin and them giving it to her for free.<br />
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-Earlier this week when I arrived at the school to pick up Liesel, she had a huge smile on her face. She said, "MOM! I WON the griffin drawing contest!" Over a month ago she had wanted to enter the contest to draw a griffin. I coached her, but didn't draw a single line and I thought she did a great job. She went over it with a thin sharpie and then watercolored it in. Well, she won it! And she said there were posters all over school and she won a griffin figurine given to her by the principal. Everyone was congratulating her and she was both embarrassed and thrilled.<br />
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-Early in the week I felt anxious to get out with the kids and play before the weather turns too cold and daylight savings robs us of our after school light. We went out every afternoon until Thursday (I had a shoot and Hannah a b-day party) to play outside somewhere. I love doing that with them.<br />
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- Felicity keeps stealing my stuff and breaking my jewelry. Brian found my wedding band in a potted plant in the front yard today. I knew it was missing but had no idea where it was. She broke my favorite turquoise necklace and told me it was "in the sprinkler" but I still can't find it. She refuses to be reverent in prayers but tells me she loves Jesus. Everything she does is cute-- well almost. Every morning until breakfast she's insufferable begging for cereal constantly and throwing a fit when she gets something else for breakfast. Then she's darling until about 5:30pm and then nothing she does is cute and she follows me around crying.<br />
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- Pregnancy is going well. I have gotten back into running this past month and can still mountain bike. I'm afraid that as soon as I stop, I won't be able to anymore so I keep trying to go a few times a week. I'm slower than normal, but not too much slower. Baby is moving all over the place and I had an apt. this week and everything looks perfect. I can't believe it's almost november! We need to come up with some names!<br />
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<br />Angelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03095452165601523800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398652716836640989.post-5196278196132917352017-10-15T18:56:00.002-07:002017-10-15T18:56:27.575-07:00Dear FamilyIt's been two weeks since I last wrote and they have been such a busy two weeks. I have been at the computer for hours this week-- editing session after session, then writing my talk for church this Sunday and then the Gospel Doctrine lesson. I shot a wedding yesterday (and last saturday) and did 6 other family sessions since Sunday. I am tired of being at the computer, but it is such a nightly habit that it feels normal at least. October is a crazy month for my business with multiple sessions every week, but I have been so grateful for Brian's help. He has stepped up in playing with the kids, watching them for hours, making dinners and cleaning the house. . . doing what he calls "setting up the Dominos"so the kids can then knock them all down again. haha!<br />
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But as much as I've been working hard, I've also been playing hard. Managed to still mountain bike a few times, do several trail runs, go canyoneering with clay and leslie and do a few hikes. This time of year is too beautiful to stay inside all the time!<br />
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A magician (David DaVinci Thrillusionist) has been in town all summer doing shows at a popular venue and put on a community fundraiser show at the high school this past week. Brian and I decided to take Liesel and Hannah. Felicity was SO MAD when we left her with Aunt Sarah, but I promised her ice cream. After Sarah put her to bed, she said, "WAIT! MY ICE CREAM!" Sarah said that while they ate, Felicity told her she was her friend. Awww. The girls LOVED the magic show and I have to admit, it was pretty amazing. He was pulling doves out of thin air and then made them all disappear and they were replaced by a macaw... and several other tricks.<br />
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Brian ordered our new flock online and they shipped out the day they hatched and arrived the next morning. It was pretty exciting to pick up a cheeping package from the post office and Felicity was SO excited to open it when we got home (she was the only one home). They are the cutest and the kids have named every single one and played with them for hours. We have Braver, Bun-Bun, Rusty, Checker, Oreo, Blastit, Star and Fluffy. One of the chicks has broken a leg after getting accidentally jumped on by Liesel while an 11-year-old was babysitting (she was traumatized) but it seems to be doing ok.<br />
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We are looking forward to celebrating Hannah's friend birthday this week and her real 5-year-old birthday on Friday. I can't wait! I love celebrating their birthdays with them so much.<br />
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I let them pick out their own outfits (with a few edits). Can you tell?<br />
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Hannah at Preschool (sam, her BFF in the pic too). She tells me every day what she ate for snack and who she played with a recess as well as what centers she played at, which are always "home and family and the art center" </div>
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I love that her self portrait has brown hair... and the nose is too cute! </div>
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Felicity on a hike with mama one morning for exercise. I can still carry her, thank goodness! </div>
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At the Thrillusionist show-- Hannah is checking to make sure Liesel's cookie isn't bigger. And she is wearing that shirt in every photo... must be a fav. </div>
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The day the new chicks arrived! Endless hours of entertainment and once they get bored, I get eggs. </div>
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Taken today on our Sunday stroll. I'm passing all of my youth and beauty to these kids (dannnng I look OLD!) and I'm six months pregnant now. Three more left until we get to meet baby! </div>
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We had a great week. The kids had Thurs-Sun off this week. Initially, Brian didn't ask for the time off but decided Wednesday to request and got it off! So we found out that afternoon and we were like, "let's go somewhere!" </div>
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Unfortunately (or I guess, fortunately?) I had organized a send-off party for my friend Kerri Fief (who is going on an epic journey for 4 months) which turned into a ward party at my house. No joke, probably like 40 people and half were kids. I made some gross pasta dishes which the kids devoured and two different kinds of chili and some nasty box cornbread that I let the kids mix up and turned to cornbread jello (that I let people eat anyway). It was a lot of fun to chat with friends. </div>
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After that ended, the internet in all of Moab was down due to a storm and so we really didn't have any way to plan our trip. Luckily Brian had done a little research a few days prior and so we had a few ideas. We left the next morning after hastily packing and decided to just eat out for dinners and most lunches. Something we've never done, but I have to say was amazing. The food prep takes forever and is my least favorite part of travel. One place we ate in Boulder, UT is all farm to table and was kind of an incredible restaurant. Apparently it's been featured in the NYtimes and Oprah. When we asked the kids what their favorite part of the trip was, they said playing hide-n-go-seek as a family at our last campsite (with lots of hoodoos to hide in and behind) and the shakes and hamburgers (which felicity calls "handgurbers"). They also said eating pizza by Lake Powell and picking 80lbs of apples in Capital Reef. They didn't mention the 6 mile hike or the 1mile hike... haha! </div>
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We were able to tune into conference on the drive home and hit Moab in another massive downpour (we've had such a stormy/wet fall!)... we tuned into the rest of conference, then I took a shower and headed to a wedding I had to shoot. Lucky for me, the downpour passed and the evening was so beautiful for photos. Phew! That is always stressful. </div>
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Today we were fed both spiritually and physically (I'm still sooooo full!!). I loved conference and definitely felt a desire to repent, have more faith in Christ and serve my family, community and friends. I was proud of the kids for watching as much as they did. I taught Liesel how to play "mary had a little lamb" using the correct fingering and notes on the piano. She practiced for an hour straight and was so pleased with herself. Hannah was a trooper on our 6 mile hike this week and surprised me by wanting to pick up the tarantula we found. She has been praying for me not for forget that she wants a piƱata and cupcakes for her birthday party in a few weeks. Felicity mostly wanted to dig in the sand and not hike, but I made a game of hunting dragons in the slot canyon and she was a willing hiker at that point. </div>
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A beautiful morning somewhere on the Burr Trail, UT (paved and dirt rd that connects Bullfrog, UT on lake powell to Boulder, UT and crosses through Capital Reef Nat'l Park). We left a lot of cherrios and spilled milk around this camp. The kids are getting sooooo good at using the bathroom outside and the older two can go by themselves with no help. They even bury it. ;) </div>
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Hiking in Maidenwater Canyon-- it is virtually unknown and obviously hardly hiked. We saw no one, but found several frogs, tadpoles, a tarantula and lots of cattails that the kids loved splitting open. It was a stunning spot! </div>
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What being a dad is all about right here... protecting the little from wet, cold clothes and a cold swim. </div>
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A happy little Lissie in the morning. She sleeps great camping! She has her own sleeping bag, tiny pillow and little tent (that we put in our tent-- see green thing in the photo below). She sleeps like a champ. </div>
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Liesel in a sea of colorful sleeping bags. </div>
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Our second hike: Headquarters Canyon. Very very cool. Also no signs of people anywhere and we found tons of Moki marbles! They were absolutely perfect circles of stone. </div>
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Felicity's happy face. She said so many funny things this weekend! Having a 2-year-old around makes everything so cute. </div>
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The last stretch of Headquarters Canyon</div>
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Dishing out the fruit leather. </div>
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Hannah with her collection of Moki marbles that she then buried in the sand so she could come back and find them again someday. </div>
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A view of our truck and the Burr Trail// Felicity at camp #2 playing on the hoodoos</div>
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Liesel ready for more playtime on those rocks in the morning!</div>
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Felicity waiting her her cereal. When we were hiking in the canyon I was joking with her about bears eating rocks and I said, "well, what do bears eat then?" And she said, "noooooo dey don't eat rocks! dey eat cereal!" Which is probably her favorite food, too. </div>
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The troops in bedhead mode. </div>
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Our campsite. We were also the only people here! I was shocked, honestly. It was like our own private Goblin Valley. </div>
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Liesel hiked to the top of this little hill with me to watch the sunrise in the morning. I ran down to snap this. Then we played on the rocks one more time before jumping in the car right as it started to sprinkle. </div>
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<br />Angelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03095452165601523800noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398652716836640989.post-16700110023854452032017-02-12T19:43:00.000-08:002017-02-12T19:43:44.248-08:00Forever and a dayIt's been awhile ol' blog.<br />
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But it's Sunday. And I'm incredibly tired of the computer but I like keeping a running real-life chronicle of my life... and the life of my little family. I don't journal, so like it or not, this is it. And it's the real-deal-stream-of-consciencness-good-and-bad kind of writing.<br />
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Liesel: is now is school. No, seriously. She is a student. She loves art class and gives me a play-by-play of the entire class. Including who said what and what the teacher's instructions were. Her least favorite thing is computer lab. This doesn't surprise me-- she had the lowest marks in technology out of all of the subjects in her pre-kindergarten evaluation. I'm sure this will change quickly. Her teacher voted her student of the month and had some very kind things to say about her which included, "Liesel is a hard worker. .. she frequently can be seen explaining instructions to other students who did not understand the task..." etc. I was proud of her, but dad was even prouder. I miss having her home and I really notice the difference without her. She is a great girl with a good heart. Her imagination is off the charts and she is always making up stories or playing pretend games.<br />
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Hannah: this child is a mini adult. I swear. She takes care of herself and is sometimes so practical about life that I forget she's only a few weeks shy of 4-years-old. She has been extra sensitive lately at the injustice of being child #2. She points out almost every day something that Liesel gets to do that she doesn't and it is usually followed by a stream of genuine tears from her wounded little soul. Tonight the injustice was not receiving an invite to Owen's b-day party. With all of her independence she is my only child who has mommy leaving anxiety. I've had to get a lot of sitters lately with Brian being gone and needing to go to photoshoots. She still would cry when I leave so it was great to have my mom here. It's the first time Hannah has said, "Bye mom! Have a good photo shoot!" She still says hilarious things all the time. The other night she prayed to "not call Sam my future husband anymore" (she was doing that for some reason) and then another family prayer she said, "please bless us to get husbands when we get older" or something like that. She is my little partner in whatever I'm doing throughout the day with Liesel gone. She especially loves to cook with me, play legos and read books.<br />
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Felicity: is learning about a word a day. She loves to collect rocks. She learned the power of the word "NO!" lately and uses it often-- like with every single question. She is quite possessive over toys and food which I'm sure is a result from her sisters always snatching her stuff. She is quick to laugh and good natured. The other day when we were hiking Park Avenue Felicity insisted on hiking the entire way back up the steps and would not get in the backpack. It was raining and she was stopping to collect rocks the entire way, trying toAngelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03095452165601523800noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398652716836640989.post-69792003415260315542016-08-07T21:22:00.001-07:002016-08-07T21:22:42.800-07:00Over it. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Seeing Brian was great. We arrived in true ghetto style with our dirty car and sweaty faces. I've noticed every time he's around that I find myself laughing so much. I rarely laugh when he's not here, but I'm ALWAYS laughing when he's around. And it usually something weird I've said or done that get's us both going and it makes everything seem light again. This time, as he was cleaning out the dirty car for me, he came across my keys. Then he found another set of keys with my church key and Prius key. Then he found another set of keys with my Honda key that I blamed on the kids for losing months ago. He came down with my three sets of keys and as I'm typing this it doesn't sound that funny, but at the time I couldn't stop. He combined all my keys, made sure they were facing the same way and that they felt good in one's hand. All things that have never crossed my mind. But this little gesture made me feel taken care of and it was a good feeling. </div>
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We swam in the pool at the Airbnb house we were at. It had a zipline to the pool and a high dive. We ended up passing hours there every afternoon during F's nap time. Zion was great. It was great not to drive and to have another adult to talk to. It was so nice just to be us again. We went to Chuck-A-Rama that night and I finally learned that I've never been missing anything. But the kids declared it, "the best day ever!" and were over the moon happy. We chose it because it was Mike's favorite and we were meeting him for the first time. Overall, it was great. The next day Brian left for Mississippi again. The next two days were passed talking to Brian's family and playing at the pool. It was actually wonderful to be able to be with them and reconnect. I loved it. I married into a great family. </div>
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I was on the verge of crying several times in St. George. Hannah got so angry at me the day we were leaving because Felicity was SOO thirsty and I needed to give her a drink but I only had Hannah's water bottle. I had to hold her back to give Felicity a drink, which sent H into a rage. You don't restrain Hannah. It was full-blown "Mommy you da worst mommy ever and you are MEAN!!!!!! I"m going to punch you in da head!" Etc etc. Brian's two aunts and uncles were there and I was feeling embarrassed. None of the kids were listening and they were so angry and tired. I was trying to get everyone looking nice for the wedding, trying to pack up the house and get everything in the car without sweating too much since I was about to go to the wedding and clean the house that we were staying in. It was a disaster and I had tears on the edge of my eyes the entire time. But we made it. I didn't run the errands before that I needed to because I was too tired of constantly buckling and unbuckling the kids and trying to herd them through the store. <br />
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The WEDDING. It was beautiful. Once I was at the temple I felt peace. It was beautiful, bright and cool inside the sealing room. Allison looked so radiant and fresh. Mike looked assertive, younger and more handsome. I felt the Spirit during the ceremony. I liked that the sealer said that there is no church in heaven and that the church doesn't save us, the ordinances do. I felt for a second that I could see layers peeling away and it was just me on the path to Christ and the ordinances were the gates I needed to pass through to reach him. It suddenly made my path and my goal seem more simple, clear and individual. I was grateful for that little piece of revelation to ponder.<br />
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I had a dream last night. And it fit me like a glove... Ok, just kidding. 7th grade radiohead reference I believe. Anyway, I really did have a dream and it's not the inspiring MLK kind:<br />
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I've always lamented that my children are too far away from family. I've worried that they've missed out on the bonds with my parents and their cousins. I want to pass the traditions, the legacy and the love from the Hatch family to them. This summer I really felt like I was able to do that. Both of the girls had sewing lessons from grandma. They both made pillows that they cherish and refuse to sleep without. Liesel even made a little quilt! They spent evening hours cleaning the green beans with us on the back porch. They picked her flowers and made little homes in the garden. They cooked in the kitchen and were always enthusiastic about the frequent ice cream cones that grandma would buy. They fished with grandpa several times a week. Hannah caught her own little fishes several times and proved to be a more patient and diligent fisherwoman. She crafted her own fishing pole from a plastic stick she found and would fish about 18 inches from the bank and reel in tiny fish after tiny fish. They made a bug collection with grandpa and enjoyed peppering him with questions as he patiently answered. </div>
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Grandma also taught Liesel how to swim. She spent about 45 minutes one morning and by the end of the lesson, L could make a desperate go across the deep end. By the end of our stay she was able to swim across the entire pool down and back. </div>
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Little Felicity grew a TON while we there. While I was gone in Asheville, my mom was helping her learn to balance and take more than a few steps. A week after I returned Felicity stood up at church, took 22 steps, fell down and got back up never to return to crawling again. </div>
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Hannah never once went to primary without either my mom or I (usually grandma). She was always covered in mosquito bites (they love her!) which meant she was covered in scabs. </div>
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We introduced them to several Hatch classics like Sound of Music and the old and new Parent Traps. Liesel especially loved them since she could follow the plot better. They were also introduced to the ring game and there is NOTHING better than watching Hannah fool grandpa. When H gets hyper/excited it is the most hilarious thing on the planet. And she was honestly fooling him over and over again! </div>
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I'm so happy we had this summer to spend with them. I'm so grateful for the help they gave me. It was such a positive experience and one I hope they cherish forever. Only three more years... :(</div>
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It's been a lovely month. A relaxing month filled with lots of veggies and wheat. Filled with childcare. Filled with pool days and time in the garden. Not filled with dishes or cooking. Not filled with anxiety or stress. Days as peaceful and warm as the humid soft Carolina air. </div>
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My kids have flourished. They are really happy. Except for the insane amount of mosquito bites (that swell up to quarter and nickel size) on Hannah's legs and arms, they are as happy as clams. </div>
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Felicity has completely started walking. Two weeks ago she went from taking about 10 steps in a row to standing up in church and walking until she plopped down and then would stand up and start walking. Now she is more balanced and stable and thumps around all over doing her baby business. Which often includes screeching very loudly. She can say "hi" "bye" and "da-dee" or very babyish versions of those words. Pretty much only intelligible to me and only by my request, but still. </div>
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Hannah likes to play with grandma's dolls and doll house. And she spends lots of time fishing with grandpa at the pond. The other day they were at the pond when hannah found a small yellow plastic stick about five inches long with a bobber on it. She declared it, "my fishing pole!" and asked grandpa to put a string and hook on it. My dad said she would put on her own bread and fished with such tenacity (even giving little toddler expletives when the fish would eat her bait off again "Dangit!") that he marveled at her. Finally, she caught her own fish and pulled it in from the pond "since dere is no winder!" She told the story several times. </div>
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Liesel is in heaven picking garden produce, blueberries, climbing trees, catching turtles, making her own bug collection, playing with dolls, legos and learning to swim. My mom is an excellent swim teacher (and teacher in general--never missing a step in instructions and keeping it clear for the children). This is not one of my talents. She taught Liesel how to jump in and go right to a float, then take a breath and float again. This lead to arm movements and now Liesel can get herself (with considerable effort) to the other side of the 9ft deep end with no help. She has jumped off the diving board and swam to the side all by herself as well as retrieve objects from the bottom of the 4ft. </div>
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It is so nice being at my parents house. I still feel an emptiness and feel sort of like a wanderer (directionless maybe?) without Brian around somedays, but I try not to think about it. </div>
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His going to Nachez Trace was a real blow, but FLETC will all be over by October and will be nothing but a memory. </div>
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We had an amazing weekend together but that deserves it's own post, as does our visit to Charleston to see Emily & Co. </div>
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I'm in NC. It feels like the peace after the storm. Which is ironic since it's been storming since I got here. But there is so much peace here. I brought my computer so I could work but I feel so far away from everything that I just don't feel like it. That's why I'm blogging instead.<br />
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I went to have my hair highlighted today. I wanted to look nice for Brian but let me warn you, you cannot go to Supercuts in North Carolina the same way you can in Utah. I learned this in TX, but had to relearn it here again. My hair looks disastrous. Like yellow, leopard-y and terrible. But oh well.<br />
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The girls are SO happy here.Angelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03095452165601523800noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398652716836640989.post-42073847530594601402016-05-16T21:21:00.000-07:002016-05-16T21:21:05.441-07:00April is over. <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Brian has been gone for an official two months this upcoming Sunday. It feels like forever and fast at the same time. These pookies have me shaking all over with laughter, shaking my head in anger, stressing out from constant needs and dying from fatigue. I seriously think my kids are great. They have so many talents. They are so full of personality. They are beautiful, vibrant and healthy. And each one is so unique.<br />
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Felicity has exploded in personality. She is social. She loves being in the group and thrives off attention from her sisters. She does not like it when she can hear that we're all playing and laughing and she's in her crib or high chair! She kicks her feet against her high chair super hard in frustration and grunts or yells. She has a good sense of humor and likes to be silly and make everyone laugh. She does this at dinner if she gets everyones attention. Felicity is a climber. She started walking this weekend!! She took three steps, but to my sister Emily instead of me! Haha! She looked so proud of herself. She took another three steps today to me and stand ups frequently.<br />
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I went to Hannah's sunbeam class with her on Sunday since we were visiting a new ward in Manti for Lindsey's wedding. I was honestly laughing the entire 45 minute class. She answered every. single. question. And she was hilarious. At one point the teacher asked about how we should take care of bodies when there are knifes around. hannah said, "One time I was slicing {peeling} a cucumber and I licked my finger because I thought I had jam on it, but it was my blood and I ate it." And then later a boy said that he ate watermelon because it was healthy and Hannah was like, "I like watermelon too, but it will give you diarrhea if you eat too much." And she was doing this the whole class. She is such a funny girl. So spunky. So sweet. So shy. So social. So endearing. So cold. So tender. So harsh.<br />
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Liesel is so perceptive of other people's feelings. She is naturally very empathetic and compassionate. This doesn't mean she doesn't inflict pain on Hannah several times a day, but she genuinely feels other people's pain. This weekend she gave aunt Catherine a hug when she was sad and said, "I really hope Aunt Emily makes her feel better." She prays for people who are hurting. She is a great big sister. I listened to her assessment for kindergarten today and she was amazing. I felt so proud of her and she seemed like such a big girl. She frequently says something and I think, "Where did she learn that word? How does she know what that means?!" Not a bad word or anything, just a big word. One that I'm surprised she knows what it means.<br />
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We all miss Brian so much. He got sprayed with OC today, but took it like a champ. Our family seems incomplete without him. Now that seeing him in getting closer and it's an actual reality, I feel so excited.<br />
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<br />Angelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03095452165601523800noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398652716836640989.post-36917413039772442882016-04-24T21:18:00.001-07:002016-04-24T21:18:49.606-07:00Newsies: Moab Broadway Review<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/OGvyDbhLle8" width="480"></iframe><br />
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Video: Liesel speaks first, Hannah is second and their friend Bri (a daughter of another mom in the group) is third. I had to shrink the recording down in order to upload it, but you get the general idea. This is the only night I have recorded, but it happened to be the night where my ponytail holder breaks at the beginning and I'm trying to do my hair. I'm in the middle with the rope belt and suspenders.<br />
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Moab has done a community Broadway Review night for the past 3 years as a fundraiser for the arts programs in the high school. I've wanted to join in the group but I've either been nursing or with a newborn (last year) so I couldn't participate. This year, despite the fact that Brian was going to be gone (the week of the performance there were 5 nights of dress rehearsal or performance in a row), I decided to go for it anyway. I was glad I did. All of us have kids so we met and practiced at the church to practice while the kids ran around.<br />
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Liesel expressed an interest in being in the performance and so we decided to add that little part at the beginning for them. I think it was the perfect segue into a life of performing arts as she now acts out dramatic solos for me to watch that are absolutely hilarious and totally full of 5-year-old emotion. Both kids were singing "Carrying the Banner" all the time. One time I found Hannah on the toilet saying, "When did you become me mudda?" Liesel seriously thrived in the limelight and got to wear makeup for the first time (scroll down below for a photo). She spent a lot of time admiring her reflection and took her job very seriously.<br />
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Hannah only did one night and while she enjoyed it, she seemed to enjoy flirting with 6-year-old Max in the band room as he chased her around and kept picking her up. Even the teenagers were joking about taking notes from giggling flirty Hannah.<br />
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It was stressful and I came home every night but one to work on more photography editing until late, but I was still very glad I did it. Sometimes life as a mom feels so monotonous or similar day after day. It felt good to do something for me that is so completely different from my norm. I've missed the arts and it was great to be a part of it.<br />
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So many of the numbers were entertaining in the show that Liesel walks around singing them all the time. Especially "Food Glorious Food" and "Agony" (a duet that Clay did that was hilarious).<br />
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Liesel admiring her beautiful makeup. :)</div>
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<br />Angelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03095452165601523800noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398652716836640989.post-47300265519980866642016-04-21T20:07:00.002-07:002016-04-21T20:07:27.267-07:00Want some cheese with that whine? <div style="text-align: center;">
I have about 10 minutes until the photos I'm exporting are finished. </div>
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I've been working every single night since my first wedding in March with the exception of Sundays and one night last week when I stayed for the whole Broadway production. Without him around to help me catch up on days off or after work, I have to sit at this screen every second I can steal. I put the kids down and walk straight into the office to work until 10:30 or 11:00pm. Answering emails, editing, blogging etc. I'm not trying to whine, but I guess I am. I thought babysitters would be easier to come by but I've realized two things: 1) younger babysitters don't have the confidence or ability to watch 3 kids and 2) They can't take the kids anywhere so with me trying to work in the office, I really don't get anything done if there is a sitter here. I still have to do everything I normally would and I'm interrupted constantly. </div>
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Took the kids hiking up Millcreek this afternoon. </div>
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Then we got ice cream for cones after dinner. I bought meatballs for the first time in my life so I could make spaghetti without doing anything but boiling and warming. </div>
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Felicity has been throwing hilarious fits all day. Arching her back, and rolling around fussing. Hannah is jealous of Felicity and isn't very nice to her. I will hear Felicity start screaming, but Hannah won't own up to anything. Ugh. </div>
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I miss weekends. There's no such thing as a weekend without Brian. </div>
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Well, times up. </div>
Angelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03095452165601523800noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3398652716836640989.post-53826757012134619022016-04-12T21:24:00.001-07:002016-04-12T21:33:50.951-07:00that's crazy. <div style="text-align: center;">
It's bedtime. My bedtime. The kids are all sleeping in their beds and the night air feels cool blowing in from window.</div>
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Last night was family night. I tried to talk about speaking kindly. Got this idea from the internet to squeeze toothpaste in a bowl and then ask the kids to get the toothpaste back in but obviously they can't. It's supposed to teach about how we can't take unkind words back when we say them. Well, I left the bowl on the sofa. Felicity (who normally loves sucking on the top of the toothpaste tube) found the bowl. Most likely while I was begging the kids to listen to my super-awesome lesson. She started screaming after scooping up a giant handful and eating it. Toothpaste= not so pleasant in large doses. I quickly tried to rinse her mouth/hands/face off while the kids and I laughed about Felicity eating all of our bad and unkind words. Then I noticed the sofa covered in toothpaste...</div>
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Lots of semi-failed attempts lately. I take a lot of comfort in what was said last conference about getting the credit for just trying. Speaking of which, the soup I made for dinner was so gross after two meals of me choking it down too, I finally dumped it in the chicken coop. Note to self: don't put green beans, stewed tomatoes and orzo pasta in the same soup. With a bunch of random spices. I had to hold back laughter as the kids literally forced it down.</div>
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I feel stressed about Hannah. She eats a lot. Like, way more than a three-year-old should. She doesn't seem to have much of an off-button. I don't know what to do. I don't want to give her eating issues for the rest of her life, but I don't want her to overeat either. Childhood obesity is real. I feel like it's my fault. I don't know what to do, but my kids have weird eating issues. Like, kind of obsessed with food and will do anything to get treats. I know that I shouldn't use food as a motivator, but I often do because it's the only thing that works. And now I'm messing my kids up for life.</div>
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Shot a wedding today at Delicate. I always come home happy that it's over and kind of worn out. I like doing it, but there is always a release when I get back home again. This one was particularly difficult because I had to wake the kids at 5:45am and get them all ready to take to the sitter. I had the pack-n-play, the high chair, the whole milk, the pacifier, the blankets, shoes, changes of clothes for everyone, the diapers, the wipes.... but I forgot to take the carseat out with Felicity. The sitter (who is a mother of 7) had no way to take her kids to school and kept her 12-year-old home from school with my kids so she could take hers to school. She was (as usual) so nice and cheerful about the situation, but I felt awful. The only consolation was seeing the photos of her family I took line her living room walls.</div>
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Felicity seems to have an ear infection about every week. She is constantly pulling and tugging at her ears. I need to take her in!</div>
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I overbooked myself next week and had no idea until tonight. I didn't even remember I have a wedding next week and agreed to watch a friend's kids from 8:30-2:30pm the same day I need to leave for Arches at 3:30pm. Oh man. And I don't want to say no because I really need to swap sitting.</div>
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Broadway Review is this week. It's been tons of fun practicing and I love the group of women doing it. I'm glad I did, even with the added stress. I miss the arts. I miss just doing something because it's fun and I like it that's not exercise. We are singing "Carrying the Banner" from Newsies. I wanted something entertaining and fun without the pressure to sound technically beautiful, but I think next year it would be fun to vary it up year to year.</div>
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In other news I won 1st place in the strider bike calendar contest for this photo of Hannah. It's not even a very good photo. There was a freezing wind and I didn't really stage the photo. I told her to ride about 10 feet, she did and I snapped it. So now I have $250 to buy two new Strider bikes.</div>
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I miss Brian. I miss him so much. I see other couples hug and I feel so empty. I see them talk to one another or laugh and I feel lonely. I miss his companionship and our friendship. He's the one person who gets filled in on everything and who is on my team cheering me on. I can't wait for our Charleston Rendezvous. I miss his presence. He's doing great at FLETC, though.</div>
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I'm so glad no one is staying from Airbnb tonight. I need the break and the slow non-stressful morning.</div>
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Maybe I'll make french toast. And let Liesel sleep in and take her to school. </div>
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I really love my girls. </div>
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