tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-126299332024-03-14T01:37:13.522-05:00:: Libby :: Xander :: Phoebe ::.three kids with two parents and a dog.one blessed mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14313910353879673142noreply@blogger.comBlogger1585125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12629933.post-61294957216820297402012-02-16T15:55:00.000-05:002012-02-16T15:55:27.306-05:00happy vday daddy!And this is how we told daddy we loved him this year. . .<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">You're the best man for this job! We are so thankful for you, and we love you two bazillion.<br />
xo</div>one blessed mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14313910353879673142noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12629933.post-53858755047215858882011-12-28T13:21:00.000-05:002011-12-28T13:21:27.735-05:00Libby in a nutshellThis morning Libby and I spent some time on Innerstar U (an American Girl website) and as she registered her doll on this virtual reality page, she was asked a series of questions - a sort of personality assessment. I thought it resulted in a pretty accurate summary, considering they asked her 4 multiple choice questions. :) The final screen asked her to choose which of the listed (Libby's) personality traits she wanted for her doll. She asked me, "which one would be the most kind?" See for yourself, a glimpse of my american girl.<br />
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I snapped a couple of pictures of the other plays, but for Libby's a shot a video, so I don't have photos. bummer that it's a trade-off, but I was so glad I took the video - we'll enjoy re-watching her time and again. I hope you do too (at least once!).<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Libby, I love you and was so pleased with you today! You did a great job learning your lines and even going the extra mile and learning sign language for your part. Mrs. Anderson said in all her years teaching, no student has ever asked to learn sign language as Helen Keller. :) And on the way home, you made me smile even more, when you told me you declined to bring the set scenery home with you, though you had the opportunity, because you didn't think we had a space for it, and you doubted that we would use it. So sensible! I love you! xo.</div>one blessed mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14313910353879673142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12629933.post-91344381866026011802011-09-15T15:03:00.003-05:002011-09-15T15:13:12.985-05:00"L" for YEBBY and "P" is MINE<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/TPxtrW5JmgE?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>one blessed mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14313910353879673142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12629933.post-6432679112637831362011-08-31T18:24:00.005-05:002011-08-31T18:26:45.404-05:00ooopsie daisy<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/ALxGad4LO8Y?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br />
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last night, it was bedtime and the kiddos were playing together in the living room, and just before i thought it best to whisk them off and tuck them in, it struck me that this was just a beautiful moment in their little lives. so, there's no need to watch this, there's nothing to see here. but i wanted it documented on our blog for memory purposes. my little loves on august 18, 2011. building the tallest tower ever, rolling around on the floor, wearing their jammies and enjoying one another. <br />
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if only they knew that THIS is the kind of thing that can cause me to turn a blind eye to bedtime. . . :)one blessed mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14313910353879673142noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12629933.post-33867619312084219402011-07-13T14:25:00.002-05:002011-07-13T14:25:36.294-05:00little miss potato head<div style="text-align: center;">this never gets old. :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NgFhK40e9Nc/Th3xJUF9jhI/AAAAAAAAEtg/pwRI8qRZSFk/s1600/little+miss+potato+head.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NgFhK40e9Nc/Th3xJUF9jhI/AAAAAAAAEtg/pwRI8qRZSFk/s320/little+miss+potato+head.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>one blessed mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14313910353879673142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12629933.post-8315605328973883962011-07-01T17:16:00.002-05:002011-07-01T17:16:47.648-05:00ic(sh)e<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ngJ0WDhQIAg/Tg5HSiXlmaI/AAAAAAAAEpY/aFT0XaiM350/s1600/p+eats+ice.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ngJ0WDhQIAg/Tg5HSiXlmaI/AAAAAAAAEpY/aFT0XaiM350/s320/p+eats+ice.jpg" width="239" /></a></div>i am not the only addict in the family. :)one blessed mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14313910353879673142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12629933.post-20601741097315852762011-07-01T16:37:00.002-05:002011-07-01T16:37:55.919-05:00chores!Phoebe loooooooooooooooooooooooooves unloading the dishwasher! Mama loves a cheerful helper! :)<br />
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xander: Watching Franklin.<br />
libby: going for a walk with em. And we were really glad Xander and Phoebe didn't come with us. You'll understand, mom. It was a REALLY hot day, and Em and I were so glad Xander and Phoebe didn't come because they would have really slowed us down. And made us more hot. Phoebe would have needed Em to carry her, and that would have made her more hot, and Xander walks really slow when he's hot. And we had to be home in 30 minutes. And we were 10 minutes early. But they would have really slowed us down.<br />
xander: Libby, you. are. right. I WOULD have slowed you down.<br />
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Grammy: noooooo, we didn't go to Lucy's. (confused)<br />
Xander: But what about your cup?<br />
Grammy: OH, yes, we went to Wendy's. (restaurant) :)<br />
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Mom: okay, now these are words that <i>end</i> with "S." plates, cups, spoons, chairs, tables, foods, drinks, napkins, beans, drinks... can you think of one?<br />
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Daddy had a big birthday and we celebrated in a big way! We enjoyed hanging out ( = playing games) with sisters and brothers for days on end, a little getaway for the two of us, and a big celebration on the big day.<br />
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my party planner extraordinaire threw a fantastic party for her daddy. she started the week before, putting the kids to work on a fabulous banner. but she didn't stop there. she inquired of daddy, his favorite cakes, and wrote a long list for me to choose from. and while he and i were away and she was at grandma and grandpa's, she *really* set to work. She asked much of Grandma Anna, and when everyone arrived for his party, Libby had bags of decorations, as well as personal goody bags for everyone in the family. Each was filled with treats either found at grandma's or that she had convinced grandpa to buy for us. Above, she shows one of the porcelain dogs that found their way to the party. Below, we model our new sunglasses. Chime in, all, what did you get in your goody bag?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o_v1KRfkLbE/TfGtQoUiUSI/AAAAAAAAEkA/QQfEsLTg0yc/s1600/IMG_1706.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-o_v1KRfkLbE/TfGtQoUiUSI/AAAAAAAAEkA/QQfEsLTg0yc/s320/IMG_1706.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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</div>One warm spring day Libby came to us and announced that she was ready to ride her bike without training wheels. She is so sweet and funny how she gets an idea in her mind and pronounces it so. Sadly, her tires were flat and it was several days before we got them filled with air and we had a day without rain. But the soonest day that met those two criteria she was out and determined. Brian went out to help her for a while, running with her up and down the street and she soon took flight!one blessed mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14313910353879673142noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12629933.post-51126103739706765712011-06-09T23:24:00.000-05:002011-06-09T23:24:54.978-05:00stop.drop.&.roll.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">In her last days of school Libby went on a field trip to the fire station at Eppley. She had a great time and had much to share with us about her new knowledge regarding fire. She also came home with a new workbook, and in the workbook a checklist. The checklist is serving to assure her that we are or are not prepared for the moment our house burns down. She knows me too well. :) </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">One of the items on the checklist was, "The members of your family know how to stop, drop, and roll." </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Well. No! Not ALL of the members of our family did know how to stop, drop, and roll. And so that must be remedied. Libby crafted some paper flames, taped them to our bodies, and taught us the proper method of extinguishing. Phoebe did quite well, and so: checkity check!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Xander chose his favorite sweater and was pleased to stand by her side.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">i think it's worth mentioning, these pics were taken april 27. i'm that behind in blogging, and phoebe has changed that much. amazing. </div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">i love my kids!</div>one blessed mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14313910353879673142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12629933.post-21869097404901220262011-06-09T22:04:00.000-05:002011-06-09T22:04:43.956-05:00princesses<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I lack photos of our fabulous evening, but we celebrated the Royal Wedding the evening after Will and Kate had tied the knot. The five of us gathered in the den with wedding cake (pound cake) and watched in awe. Even my littlest princess seemed impressed!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UNVPwtWKobw/TfGI5JgYppI/AAAAAAAAEgE/xxm5xSG8Cx8/s1600/5-16-2011+155.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UNVPwtWKobw/TfGI5JgYppI/AAAAAAAAEgE/xxm5xSG8Cx8/s320/5-16-2011+155.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>one blessed mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14313910353879673142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12629933.post-32310894660345478302011-06-09T21:56:00.001-05:002011-06-09T23:54:45.700-05:00gross.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The truth is, I'm not a big fan of candy. I like it fine, but I never crave it. I never really want it. Give me rice krispie bars or brownies or chocolate chip cookies or sugar cookies or o'henry bars or puppy chow. Give me puppy chow. But candy? nah. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Certain candies top my "nah" list and actually qualify as "gross." Much Easter candy makes that list, and Cadbury Eggs are probably the grossest candy I can imagine. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My hubby thinks that's why I don't like the kids to eat them. But he's not entirely right. I suppose there is a part of me that wants to protect them from the Cadbury Egg. But also, I think that's WAAAAAY too much candy for a person weighing 37 pounds, and I also think that's WAAAAAAY too much mess for someone living in a house that I have to clean. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Case in point. :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I later painted my hallway (with a faux linen treatment, that I happen to like, btw) and imagine my udder surprise when I peeled the frog tape from my trim and discovered A CLEAN STRAIGHT LINE. Seriously folks. Apparently the frog tape has PaintBlock Technology. It uses the moisture from latex paint to create a perfectly tight seal along the edge of the tape! However it works, I love it. And I think you might, too. Check my before and after pics.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Don't worry. I won't do this often. :) </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Frog-Tape-82011-Painters-60-Yards/dp/B0019RVXFO">http://www.amazon.com/Frog-Tape-82011-Painters-60-Yards/dp/B0019RVXFO</a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>one blessed mamahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14313910353879673142noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12629933.post-66331289098983676272011-06-09T21:18:00.000-05:002011-06-09T21:18:43.828-05:001 week 2 teeth<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">my baby lost two teeth in one week. she looks so much older with her big empty space and i loove her new little lisp in her speech. you're beautiful, libby lou.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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Anyway, she and I had some good times, much of them spent with her playing in the bath. On our last CTA Wednesday, I snapped a couple of pics of her in the tub. She's cute. Also, if you only knew a few dozen words, wouldn't one of them be "bubble?"<br />
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