I think these are two of the most adorable faces I have ever seen. Here are some more pictures taken by Aunt Wendy!
Friday, June 25, 2010
Monday, June 21, 2010
Kids Day For Dad
Being that their day was full of activity, I really think the kids enjoyed this Father's Day more than Joe did. They were so excited to do all the projects that they had come up with that for Joe their enthusiasm was gift enough.
Joe had to work a Sunday shift, but he stopped home regularly (one of the huge benefits of moving to the city in which he works), and each time he did a surprise awaited.
First we made cards. Nothing fancy or professional, but perfect.
Here is the inside of Chloe's:
Noah drew on his, but because he picked orange as his writing color, whatwe wrote didn't show up well on camera (ok, maybe it's just my bad photography skills, but we'll blame it on the orange). The message he wanted me to write for him to his daddy was too funny:
Lightning McQueen
Doc Hudson
Flowers
I Love You
Fire Hat
Diego
Love, Noah
When Joe stopped home next later that afternoon, he came home to this surprise...
Or at least that's what they were supposed to look like. Chloe found this recipe in Family Fun magazine and has been wanting to do this for weeks. Unfortunately, and I will spare the long story, we were unable to buy some of the decoration pieces, so ours ended up looking more like this...
Bubble gum replaced carmels, grape fruit rolls replaced frosting, and they actually ended up turning out better that I thought they might.We were unable to visit our dads due to Noah's lovely cold, but that allowed for one last surprise, making one of dad's favorites - homemade macaroni and cheese. This was also a miracle that we were able to pull something together as, prior to Sunday morning, we assumed Noah would be better and we would be eating with family. The time together ended up being relaxing and perfect. Being the wonderful dad he is, the kids were rewarded with some great father-kid playtime for the rest of the evening and they giggled it away.
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I am grateful to have been blessed with wonderful fathers, from my own, to my father in law, to the father of my children, and love this day we have to honor them!
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Giddyup!
Chloe had the opportunity to give her first talk in Primary today! She has been a little nervous but also very excited all week to get the chance to "teach a lesson" in primary. I wish I could have videotaped her actually giving the talk but I settled for getting some pre-talk pictures.
Chloe picked her own outfit and hairstyle for her special day
Here she is holding her talk and the picture that she showed during it.
Her topic was: The Holy Ghost Testifies the Truth of All ThingsHer talk went as follows:
When I come to church it makes me feel good inside.
When I help others I feel happy.
I also feel good when I:
Have Family Home Evening or read scriptures with my family,
When I say my prayers,
and when I look at my favorite picture of Jesus.
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In Moroni 10:5 it says "...by the power of the Holy Ghost ye may know the truth of all things."
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I know that when I do things that help me feel good inside that it is the Holy Ghost telling me the church is true.
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She helped alot with this talk, picking the things that make her feel good and it was fun to get to talk to her more about the blessings of the Holy Ghost. If there is anything in her talk that you want to know more about there are several links marked!
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"Hey Chloe, did you have fun giving you're talk?"
"Uh, yeah Mom, when can I do it again!"
In other news, Noah has been sick for the past couple of days which has caused us to miss enjoying what have finally been beautiful days, but aside from whining about wanting to go swimming, they have found other ways to occupy themselves. For Noah, who it obsessed with horses, it has been to find a new horse riding toy:
Giddyup partner, and please, get well soon!
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
It's A...
BOY!
We are so excited to get to add another crazy boy to our crazy little family! I am currently accepting name suggestions...
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Little Cuties
Here is a sampling of some of the great pictures Wendy took of my kids. I think this first one might be my favorite of the two of them together, but there are several that I love:
You can look at more of her great work or get details for her to take pictures for you by clicking on the link on my blog side bar or by going to http://www.wendymcbridephotography.blogspot.com/
You can look at more of her great work or get details for her to take pictures for you by clicking on the link on my blog side bar or by going to http://www.wendymcbridephotography.blogspot.com/Saturday, June 5, 2010
The Graduates
Some may remember this post when Chloe started preschool last fall. I still have some of those same feelings but I have also seen what a wonderful experience this has been for Chloe. She has grown socially and has become, if it's even possible, even smarter - I mean she is my child, right?! Miss Hill has become one of Chloe's favorite people and she loves this little group of friends she has made. I tried to upload pictures from her actual graduation, including cute homemade graduation hats, song singing, and showing off her piano playing skills, but for some reason the computer won't upload these ones. So to make do, here is Chloe's class picture as well as her official preschool picture taken at school. Too cute if I do say so myself (forgiving that these are pictures of the pictures and therefore have a lovely glare)
Chloe's classmates: Top Row L-R Mya, Abby, Cadence, Josh, Miss Hill
Bottom Row: Carter, Jocie, Chloe
Our other graduation celebration came in the form of my youngest brother, DJ (most people now just call him David - not me) graduating from High School. Being 13 when he was born, I have been able to watch him grow from infant to this point. He is such a good brother and a good person. My kids love Uncle DJ and I love him too. Even as the youngest he is still an example to me in so many ways. Congratulations little brother!
The pictures that follow are from the yummy dinner we enjoyed in celebration of DJ's graduation. We went to Kobe a tepanyaki restaurant where the prepare the food in front of you. I add these because Noah's reactions to this were hilarious:
We begin: "Hmmm, what is this guy doing? I'm not sure I'm going to like this very much."
"FIRE" (didn't really get that one in time on camera)
Our other graduation celebration came in the form of my youngest brother, DJ (most people now just call him David - not me) graduating from High School. Being 13 when he was born, I have been able to watch him grow from infant to this point. He is such a good brother and a good person. My kids love Uncle DJ and I love him too. Even as the youngest he is still an example to me in so many ways. Congratulations little brother! The pictures that follow are from the yummy dinner we enjoyed in celebration of DJ's graduation. We went to Kobe a tepanyaki restaurant where the prepare the food in front of you. I add these because Noah's reactions to this were hilarious:
We begin: "Hmmm, what is this guy doing? I'm not sure I'm going to like this very much."
"FIRE" (didn't really get that one in time on camera)
"Get me out of here!"
"I'll come back for one more try, but you better keep those flames suurounding the table at a distance!
"Phew, I made it. This place is pretty cool Mom!"
In other weekly news, the kids have really been enjoying having weather warm enough to play outside in. I am constantly begged to invite friends over or to go to a playground somewhere anywhere. One of Chloe's favorite toys is the 4-wheeler she got for Christmas. She is very good to share with friends.
Noah got one too, but has been a little intimidated by it's size and speed. He prefers to roll in is "race car"
I laugh at the things that make kids happy. On a recent Old Navy trip Chloe found this Barbie shirt and declared that she had to have it. They were buy one get one free so Chloe went in search of one for Noah. She didn't have to look far as she found Noah's favorite, Cars, on a shirt as well. These two have lived in these shirts. As soon as they are washed they go right back on - and sometimes they don't even make it that far before Chloe has her's on again. They make me laugh.
Last weekend I finally made it around to having Chloe and Noah's 4 year and 2 year old pictures done. I snapped this one before we left, but you will have to wait another day for me to post my sister-in-law, Wendy's, cute picture taking skills. Certainly doesn't hurt that she had such cute subjects!
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Tender Mercies
WARNING: This post my contain a little TMI regarding pregnancy issues for some if not all of you. Proceed at your own risk...
Monday morning, and by morning I mean 4:00am, I woke, 16 weeks into pregnancy, from a dream and rolled over in bed. At that point I experienced what I thought was a minor but normal pregnancy issue-a non airtight bladder- and again it being the minorest of minor and me being the tiredest of tired, fell right back to sleep. When 20 minutes later I felt a much larger "gush" I knew that my bladder was not THAT leaky and something else was going on.
I woke to find myself in quite a bit of blood and after making it to the bathroom had much more exit my body. I called for Joe to wake up and on the third call he finally responded and I relayed what was happening. In the few minutes of discussion of what to do the bleeding stopped. Joe decided to call his mom, the expert of all things pregnancy, and then he called the on-call doctor. The bleeding had remained stopped and so he told us while we could go to the ER right then, unless the bleeding started again nothing would be changed by doing so and we might be just as well to wait the three hours until our doctor made it into the office. Many silent prayers had been said up to this point and I felt at peace about waiting to see my doctor. By peace I don't mean that I thought there was any hope that I was still carrying a live baby inside of me, but peace in terms of this would be an okay choice and comfort that all would be okay.
Joe's mom meanwhile chose not to wait for our call to come but got right in her car and headed over. This also happened to be a night where Chloe's bad dreams led her to sleep on our floor in our room. With all that was going on, all of us except Noah were up and wide awake when Diane arrived at 5:00am. This was a blessing in that I had other people to talk to to distract myself from what we all believed was the inevitable conclusion - we had begun to have a miscarriage. Now I have never had a miscarriage and have experienced nothing but perfect pregnancies so far. I have never taken a negative pregnancy test. So this feeling of loss was a first for me. With Diane already here we were able to head out as soon as Dr. Lesser's office was able to get us in - which was FAST.
As we drove I had several mixed feelings. This pregnancy has been different in that I hadn't yet quite wrapped my head around the fact that we were having a third baby and because of that I felt guilt that maybe this had happened because I hadn't loved or wanted this baby enough. I also was clinging to the fact that everything COULD be okay. In seeing that blood and feeling that loss I KNEW that I did and do want this baby and I wanted everything to be okay. We arrived with Joe and I expecting the worst but hoping for the best.
To our surprise, the best is what we got. The doctor examined me, found no more active bleeding and in fact found that my cervix was still completely closed. Then came the moment when we, Joe for the first time, heard the heartbeat of our sweet little child - strong and healthy. YES! When we questioned the doctor, she replied that sometimes these things happen - it could have been a random vein that burst and resealed, but it was in no way related to the pregnancy. I breathed a sigh of relief that I could maintain my normal activities and not worry that this was a sign of a hard or lost pregnancy. Just a fluke that I had never heard of before.
As I reflected, tiredly, on the events of that morning later that day, I couldn't help but be grateful and that is why I post this - to remember the tender mercies of a loving Heavenly Father. After the initial shock wore off, at no point was I in a state of fear. Through prayer I was blessed with a spirit of peace and comfort that, no matter the result, I would be okay. There are so many wonderful blessings to the gospel in which I believe and one that I am most grateful for is the knowledge that we are led and guided by a Heavenly Father that loves us and will guide and protect us as much as we allow him while we are on this journey known as life. I am grateful that this little child inside of me is alive and kicking (literally, I felt those flutters for the first time this week) and that we have the opportunity to add a child to our family and to have the opportunity to teach our children the gospel! Although maybe I would have preferred not to experience this scare, especially at 4:00am, I am grateful for experiences that put things into perspective and show me how much I, one tiny person, am loved.
Monday morning, and by morning I mean 4:00am, I woke, 16 weeks into pregnancy, from a dream and rolled over in bed. At that point I experienced what I thought was a minor but normal pregnancy issue-a non airtight bladder- and again it being the minorest of minor and me being the tiredest of tired, fell right back to sleep. When 20 minutes later I felt a much larger "gush" I knew that my bladder was not THAT leaky and something else was going on.
I woke to find myself in quite a bit of blood and after making it to the bathroom had much more exit my body. I called for Joe to wake up and on the third call he finally responded and I relayed what was happening. In the few minutes of discussion of what to do the bleeding stopped. Joe decided to call his mom, the expert of all things pregnancy, and then he called the on-call doctor. The bleeding had remained stopped and so he told us while we could go to the ER right then, unless the bleeding started again nothing would be changed by doing so and we might be just as well to wait the three hours until our doctor made it into the office. Many silent prayers had been said up to this point and I felt at peace about waiting to see my doctor. By peace I don't mean that I thought there was any hope that I was still carrying a live baby inside of me, but peace in terms of this would be an okay choice and comfort that all would be okay.
Joe's mom meanwhile chose not to wait for our call to come but got right in her car and headed over. This also happened to be a night where Chloe's bad dreams led her to sleep on our floor in our room. With all that was going on, all of us except Noah were up and wide awake when Diane arrived at 5:00am. This was a blessing in that I had other people to talk to to distract myself from what we all believed was the inevitable conclusion - we had begun to have a miscarriage. Now I have never had a miscarriage and have experienced nothing but perfect pregnancies so far. I have never taken a negative pregnancy test. So this feeling of loss was a first for me. With Diane already here we were able to head out as soon as Dr. Lesser's office was able to get us in - which was FAST.
As we drove I had several mixed feelings. This pregnancy has been different in that I hadn't yet quite wrapped my head around the fact that we were having a third baby and because of that I felt guilt that maybe this had happened because I hadn't loved or wanted this baby enough. I also was clinging to the fact that everything COULD be okay. In seeing that blood and feeling that loss I KNEW that I did and do want this baby and I wanted everything to be okay. We arrived with Joe and I expecting the worst but hoping for the best.
To our surprise, the best is what we got. The doctor examined me, found no more active bleeding and in fact found that my cervix was still completely closed. Then came the moment when we, Joe for the first time, heard the heartbeat of our sweet little child - strong and healthy. YES! When we questioned the doctor, she replied that sometimes these things happen - it could have been a random vein that burst and resealed, but it was in no way related to the pregnancy. I breathed a sigh of relief that I could maintain my normal activities and not worry that this was a sign of a hard or lost pregnancy. Just a fluke that I had never heard of before.
As I reflected, tiredly, on the events of that morning later that day, I couldn't help but be grateful and that is why I post this - to remember the tender mercies of a loving Heavenly Father. After the initial shock wore off, at no point was I in a state of fear. Through prayer I was blessed with a spirit of peace and comfort that, no matter the result, I would be okay. There are so many wonderful blessings to the gospel in which I believe and one that I am most grateful for is the knowledge that we are led and guided by a Heavenly Father that loves us and will guide and protect us as much as we allow him while we are on this journey known as life. I am grateful that this little child inside of me is alive and kicking (literally, I felt those flutters for the first time this week) and that we have the opportunity to add a child to our family and to have the opportunity to teach our children the gospel! Although maybe I would have preferred not to experience this scare, especially at 4:00am, I am grateful for experiences that put things into perspective and show me how much I, one tiny person, am loved.
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