tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53987011310297268732024-03-05T01:38:11.970-06:00The 'Southern' BellsThe Bellshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08508726792007072542noreply@blogger.comBlogger267125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5398701131029726873.post-17019016827255060212015-10-19T05:53:00.001-05:002015-10-19T06:05:45.403-05:00Baby Bell #3<p dir="ltr">The blog is back! I love having my printed version of the blog in books and reading about the funny things Zane said and the milestones he and Hollin hit. I want the same documentation for baby Bell #3 so that's where we'll start! Here's a little photo journey of the months leading up to our big surprise blessing!</p>
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<div class="separator" style="text-align: center; clear: both;">Candy turkey</div>
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<div class="separator" style="text-align: left; clear: both;">Matt got to enjoy Zane's Thanksgiving feast at school. (Mommy was working.) They dressed as Indians and Zane was given the Indian name 'Fire Chief'. His class is called the Deep Sea Divers (or DC Divers, as Zane says), but they had a name change for the day, too. </div>
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<p> He is thankful for God and his family. We sure are thankful for him and his school and teachers. </p>
<p>We started out Thanksgiving week with a laid back day at home, a scary-looking head injury in the garage, and making turkey hats to cover the knot/bruise. </p>
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<p> We ended the week with our families, food, and fevers.</p>
<div class="separator" style="text-align: left; clear: both;"><span style="line-height: 1.3em;">We had lots to be thankful for this Thanksgiving day and everyday. Including, but definitely not limited to, our families (especially two new babies!), our health, and being HOME this year!</span></div>
<div class="separator" style="text-align: left; clear: both;"><span style="line-height: 1.3em;">And rocking this sweet little guy. </span></div>
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<p>We had so much fun celebrating Hollin's second birthday at the pumpkin patch! A definite bonus of having an October birthday. The weather was perfect and the kids had a great time! They played in the pumpkin patch and were able to pick a pumpkin, saw animals, went on a hay ride, and (the definite favorite) played in the corn pit. </p>
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<div class="separator" style="text-align: left; clear: both;">Once again Uncle Bob and GiGi did not disappoint with the birthday cake! How fabulous is this owl cake?! And it was as yummy as it was pretty. </div>
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<div class="separator" style="text-align: left; clear: both;">So thankful for our friends and families that came to help us celebrate. Even little Sam, at ten days old, came! </div>
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<p>This sweet big brother wanted to pick out a gift for his sister. He chose a Dora guitar!</p>
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<p> Happy birthday, Hollin Bell! You are one spunky, expressive, articulate, beautiful two year old!</p>
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<p> My big boy started pre-school at Little Rock Christian Academy and we are all very excited/nervous. Other than Sunday School, Zane has never been in a classroom setting. He has been with me, DeeDee, Nana, Mrs. Jeri, and babysitters at our house. We've been telling him about school for about a year now and I'm pretty sure this whole time he's been thinking we were talking about Sunday school. When we were dropping him off the first day, he asked Matt, "Are you guys going to church while I'm here?" Matt said, "No, but we probably need to!"</p>
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<div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; ">Look at that sweet little baby face. I wasn't quite ready to let him go full-time yet, so he goes from 8:10-3:10 on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. I work on Thursdays and Fridays, so we still have Tuesdays together. (New job! Planning to do a 'move-from-Wisconsin, new-job, summer-fun, Hollin-has-changed-so-much, catch-up' post.)</div>
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<div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; ">So. How did the first day go? No tears. We got there and he played play dough. I had been taking pictures ALL morning so he was totally over that. Didn't want to smile at all. Told us we were making him "so fwus-chu-wayted". Gotta love him. See next pic for his 'frustrated face'. </div>
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<p>I just couldn't wait to pick him up from his first day and have him run into my arms and tell me all about it. Bwahahaha! Yeah right. <span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); ">The teacher said that they had to wake his whole class up to leave school. He is a BEAR if he gets woken up from a nap. He was SO grumpy. He told me to stop asking questions and that he didn't want to talk about it. Boo! This mama needed to know! </span></p>
<p><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); ">Right after we got home, I got a call from his teacher. My first thought was "Uh oh, this can't be good." She was calling to tell me that he got stung by a bee on the playground. Poor buddy had to go to the nurse's office on his very first day of school.</span></p>
<p><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); ">He always gets really talkative at bedtime (stall tactic). A few random facts I got were:</span></p>
<p><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); ">*we ate wunch in our classroom</span></p>
<p><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); ">*we took a SO long nap and took our shoes off before nap</span></p>
<p><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); ">*we sang 'Jesus Loves Me'. But I didn't sing, I just danced. </span></p>
<p><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); ">*we got this sticker for helping clean up. But I didn't help because I was playing train table (not sure why he still got a sticker)</span></p>
<p><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); ">*i drew a picture of me and mrs price</span></p>
<p><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); ">*my favorite was playing on the playground at recess. </span></p>
<p><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); ">*and this. I told him before his first day that some kids might be sad to leave their mommy and daddy. I told him that if he saw anyone crying he should try to be their friend. So when he was going to sleep, he told me this. "Mommy, I tried to make that little girl stop crying at recess. She was so sad. She wanted her mommy. But I couldn't get her to stop crying." I was sad for the little girl, but at the same time, so proud of my little boy. </span></p>
<p><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); ">Update: Zane has now been in school for almost four weeks. I think he loves it. I've noticed that school exhausts him and his appetite has increased tenfold. Occasionally I will hear him singing songs from school, but he won't perform them for me. He talks about Reese and Parker a lot. They play "superheroes" together. I'm so glad he's making new friends. </span></p>
<p><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);">His adventures so far include:</span></p>
<p><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);">*being stung by a bee on his first day and going to the nurse's office </span></p>
<p><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);">*tummy ache the next couple of days</span></p>
<p><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);">*going to the nurse's office again for a skinned knee</span></p>
<p><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);">*pink eye</span></p>
<p><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);">*and being "temporarily missing" one day</span></p>
<p><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469);">Always an adventure...</span></p>
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<div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; ">This has been one of those months where she's changed so much. Most notably, her speech. She can say anything she wants. She calls Zane "Z" and yells for him around the house, especially in the mornings. She's an early riser (6:15am) and Z prefers to sleep a little later (7:30ish). She can say everyone's names (mama, dada, haha, nana, I, deedee, e, tyty, sissy, bob, etc). She yells, "Siela! Skye!" everytime we go outside or back out of the driveway. </div>
<div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; ">Other words include: Emma, PUP-py, baby, blankie, please, thank you, shoo-wee, good morning, YEAH!, and no. She says, "I want....." and points. Never actually says what she wants. Just that 'she wants'. </div>
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<div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; ">She makes her 'serious face' where she lowers her head and furrows her eyebrows. And a 'rock-n-roll' face. </div>
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<p>Another common word I hear way too often is "mine". <strike>She does not share we'll. </strike> We are working on sharing with her brother. Constantly. She likes to push him in the face as she announces, "mine!" His patience is pretty good for a four year old....but the tattling. Oh, the tattling. </p>
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<p>Take one look at her and it's obvious she's a toddler and no longer a baby. Love that she's a little more independent, but sad to lose my baby. </p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"> Zane and Hollin, both at 18 months. </p>
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<p> </p><div style="text-align: right; font-size: small; clear: both;" id="blogsy_footer"><a href="http://blogsyapp.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://blogsyapp.com/images/blogsy_footer_icon.png" alt="Posted with Blogsy" style="vertical-align: middle; margin-right: 5px;" width="20" height="20" />Posted with Blogsy</a></div>The Bellshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08508726792007072542noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5398701131029726873.post-19627465599293549042013-04-02T11:41:00.001-05:002013-04-02T11:41:24.162-05:00seventeen months. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-UputxLowMOg/UVsKFdWix-I/AAAAAAAAAnc/e-d-OX5sst8/s1551/Photo%252520Mar%25252017%25252C%2525202013%25252C%2525203%25253A20%252520PM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-UputxLowMOg/UVsKFdWix-I/AAAAAAAAAnc/e-d-OX5sst8/s500/Photo%252520Mar%25252017%25252C%2525202013%25252C%2525203%25253A20%252520PM.jpg" id="blogsy-1364920883666.5322" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="385"></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;">She's a feisty one! She's all sugar and a whole lotta spice!</div>
<p style="text-align: center;">Love her curls and that grin!</p>
<a href="http://instagram.com/p/WNfJzVwc_e/" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="http://distilleryimage10.s3.amazonaws.com/aa604c96806211e29bac22000a9f13d0_7.jpg" id="blogsy-1364920883651.1768" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="500"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She loves Paisley and Emma. As soon as we get downstairs in the mornings, she goes to their kennel and says, "PUP-pies! PUP-pies!" As soon as they're taken care of, she runs to her high chair and starts yelling, "Bites!" or "ice". We're still confused though, because "ice" doesn't actually mean ice.</div>
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She loves pushing her baby around in the stroller, but her temper flares if the baby falls out or she gets the stroller stuck.</div>
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The baby gates proved no match for this smarty pants. She started going upstairs by herself. At first she wouldn't attempt the trip back down. Then she got up the courage to go down. She always goes on her booty. We hovered for a few weeks, but eventually she proved to have way more energy than us. Hopefully we can stay accident-free for four more weeks and then we'll be back in our one-level house. </div>
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Running off her chicken nuggets. <a href="http://instagram.com/p/XDH0xuwcwg/" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="http://distilleryimage0.s3.amazonaws.com/f03640ea90c011e2b72422000aa821e3_7.jpg" id="blogsy-1364920883683.2607" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="500"></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">She loves to rock her baby in her little chair. Especially right after she gets out of the tub. That naked little booty runs straight to her chair!</div>
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I can just hear her little voice when I see this picture. "BE!" She says it really high-pitched and forceful. I think she's referring to her blankie as "be". She's also started calling herself "HaHa". So cute. </div>
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I can't imagine the last seventeen months without this sweet, beautiful girl.We love you, precious Hollin Bell. <a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-rafEwqeoWx8/UVsKMGo7u2I/AAAAAAAAAn0/49kzgf0gP2M/s1711/Photo%252520Mar%25252017%25252C%2525202013%25252C%2525203%25253A25%252520PM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-rafEwqeoWx8/UVsKMGo7u2I/AAAAAAAAAn0/49kzgf0gP2M/s500/Photo%252520Mar%25252017%25252C%2525202013%25252C%2525203%25253A25%252520PM.jpg" id="blogsy-1364920883674.8596" class="aligncenter" width="500" height="698" alt=""></a></div>
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<div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; ">Zane and I went to Veggie Tales Live on Friday night. I guess this was Zane's first live show. He was not very patient while waiting for the show to start. Gotta love this face, though!</div>
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<p> We found Siela and talked with her to make the time pass a little faster. She is getting to be such a big girl and is just beautiful!</p>
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<p> Loved watching his dancing and excitement once the show started!</p>
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<div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; ">After he took his picture with Bob and Larry, he said, "Wait, Mommy! I have to talk to them!" Then he said, "Um, Bob, are you afraid of Batman?" Bob nodded 'yes'. Zane said, "We'll I'm not!" He had a big smirk on his face and told me that Bob would tell Larry that he's not scared of Batman. </div>
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Last year <a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-4eXeI95sQCI/UUN8JY4hRAI/AAAAAAAAAjs/yDJAddscwjI/s960/Photo%252520Mar%25252015%25252C%2525202013%25252C%2525202%25253A19%252520PM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-4eXeI95sQCI/UUN8JY4hRAI/AAAAAAAAAjs/yDJAddscwjI/s500/Photo%252520Mar%25252015%25252C%2525202013%25252C%2525202%25253A19%252520PM.jpg" id="blogsy-1363379239037.7126" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="375"></a></div>
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<p>So, we're still hanging out indoors...trying to not get too bored.</p>
<p>We've had fun lunches/playdates with friends and snuggled with baby Mikko.</p>
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<div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; ">We spent snowy yesterday at the Madison Children's Museum with my friend from work. Sadly, I didn't get a single pic with Jessica, Aiden, or Zoey. Hollin has been super clingy (read: her feet don't touch the ground without her screaming and it's driving me a little crazy), but she actually had fun yesterday! She came out of her shell a little and explored. She kept putting both hands on top of her head and on the sides of her face and would look up at me with this silly, overwhelmed grin. Never could get a pic of it, though. Her favorite was getting in the phone booth.</div>
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<div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; ">Zane's too fast for pictures. I got one before we went inside, in his new "best jacket". Also known as a vest. </div>
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">That's him way up there in his Spider-Man boots. <a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-i-gi8G6W7AU/UUN8mIZZ8yI/AAAAAAAAAk8/LKmBAlgbp5M/s2048/Photo%252520Mar%25252014%25252C%2525202013%25252C%25252011%25253A42%252520AM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-i-gi8G6W7AU/UUN8mIZZ8yI/AAAAAAAAAk8/LKmBAlgbp5M/s500/Photo%252520Mar%25252014%25252C%2525202013%25252C%25252011%25253A42%252520AM.jpg" id="blogsy-1363379239026.9329" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="667"></a></div>
<p>We play superheroes, autobots, and transformers. A lot. This is what my living room looks like at all times. </p>
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Hollin enjoying some chocolate chip banana bread<a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-gZmtYljQfZs/UUN83yuTv4I/AAAAAAAAAls/oWPWA7_-QIw/s2048/Photo%252520Mar%25252015%25252C%2525202013%25252C%2525201%25253A48%252520PM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-gZmtYljQfZs/UUN83yuTv4I/AAAAAAAAAls/oWPWA7_-QIw/s500/Photo%252520Mar%25252015%25252C%2525202013%25252C%2525201%25253A48%252520PM.jpg" id="blogsy-1363379238984.6702" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="500"></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Zane enjoying a treat at Culver's<a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xk_1f3GWXJc/UUN87VB5LXI/AAAAAAAAAl0/ZGI_YCI5Nec/s2048/Photo%252520Mar%25252015%25252C%2525202013%25252C%2525201%25253A48%252520PM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-xk_1f3GWXJc/UUN87VB5LXI/AAAAAAAAAl0/ZGI_YCI5Nec/s500/Photo%252520Mar%25252015%25252C%2525202013%25252C%2525201%25253A48%252520PM.jpg" id="blogsy-1363379239045.7112" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="500"></a></div>
<p>Zane rarely takes a nap anymore. He does pretty well, but some days he's ready for bed pretty early....even if he doesn't want to admit it. Saving the world is a pretty tough job. Wears a boy out. </p>
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<p> </p><div style="text-align: right; font-size: small; clear: both;" id="blogsy_footer"><a href="http://blogsyapp.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://blogsyapp.com/images/blogsy_footer_icon.png" alt="Posted with Blogsy" style="vertical-align: middle; margin-right: 5px;" width="20" height="20" />Posted with Blogsy</a></div>The Bellshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08508726792007072542noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5398701131029726873.post-64061719915598823022013-03-05T21:28:00.001-06:002013-03-05T21:28:34.751-06:00the dentist<p>Another snow day. It started falling sometime last night and just stopped this evening. We got about nine inches. That's in addition to the 55.5 inches we've gotten this winter. So, yeah. There's that. Really pretty. Really messy. </p>
<p>Did it keep us inside? Oh, no. Zaney had his first dentist appointment. Better late than never.</p>
<p>Sleepy girl went to Ms. Jeri's and took a nap. </p>
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<p>He went to THE COOLEST dentists' office ever. Madison Pediatric Dental. The whole office has a movie theme. Here he is getting his "ticket". </p>
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The waiting room<br>
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<p>He was incredible during the appointment. The biggest obstacle they faced with him is that he talks a lot. He counted his teeth for the hygienist, sang his ABC's, asked lots of questions. He wanted to know where all their tools were. Told her to rename 'Mr. Spinney' to 'Mr. Tickley'. When she started cleaning his teeth he said, "Hmm...that's not so bad." His favorite part was spraying the water and the air. </p>
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Getting X-rays. <a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-AJJffDlrM98/UTa3uJLBhnI/AAAAAAAAAi4/a43OR8zW_oU/s1118/Photo%252520Mar%2525205%25252C%2525202013%25252C%25252011%25253A32%252520AM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-AJJffDlrM98/UTa3uJLBhnI/AAAAAAAAAi4/a43OR8zW_oU/s500/Photo%252520Mar%2525205%25252C%2525202013%25252C%25252011%25253A32%252520AM.jpg" id="blogsy-1362540514485.901" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="667"></a></div>
<p>I was really impressed with how good he was. Couldn't have gone better. The only time he wasn't happy was when he picked his prize. He picked what he wanted, but then also wanted a ring to give to Lauren. Sweet boy. </p>
<p>Snow days are BAD for my health and for fitting into my jeans. Too cold and messy to get the kids out at the gym. Just right for spending the afternoon baking. </p>
<p>So this happened. </p>
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<div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; ">Blueberry coffee cake and cupcakes. Nana got Zane a cupcake decorating kit for Christmas. He LOVED it! He was so excited about decorating his cupcakes and making a special princess cupcake for Siela. That boy...he's a ladies' man. </div>
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<p>Anything to keep this girl occupied. </p>
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<p> Just another Tuesday in the tundra. </p>
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Matt has accepted a position at Arkansas Children's Hospital and we are moving HOME! We are so excited about moving back into our house, seeing all of our friends, being close to our families, and eating fried catfish! Ha!<br/><br/>There are things in Wisconsin that we will miss. The friends we've made, the friends that Zane has made, Ms. Jeri, the seasons (even the snow), the free zoo, and fried cheese curds. But nothing compares to home. <br/><br/>The 'Southern' Bells are returning to the south!<br/><br/> <br/><br/><div style="text-align: right; font-size: small; clear: both;" id="blogsy_footer"><a href="http://blogsyapp.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://blogsyapp.com/images/blogsy_footer_icon.png" alt="Posted with Blogsy" style="vertical-align: middle; margin-right: 5px;" width="20" height="20" />Posted with Blogsy</a></div>The Bellshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08508726792007072542noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5398701131029726873.post-73157063555238503872013-02-15T15:50:00.001-06:002013-02-15T15:50:30.865-06:00Valentine's Day<p style="text-align: center;"> My little 'Balentine'</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"> My Valentiny-tine</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"> Treats from my sweets</p>
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Aunt Gigi made these adorable shirts and Hollin's headband for Valentine's Day. Z liked that his had a sailboat like Uncle Bob's. It was a 'love boat'. Zane helped me make the rice crispy hearts for their friends at Ms. Jeri's. his favorite part was obviously the sprinkles!<br/><br/><p style="text-align: center;">Coloring hearts at the babysitter's</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"> Loving these pigtails on Ha Bear. </p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"> And the peek-a-boo</p>
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I made Zane heart-shaped waffles. He loved them. So much that he wouldn't eat them. "They're too beautiful to eat! I will be so sad!" So I gave him Hollin's regular waffles. She had no problem eating the heart-shaped ones!<br/><br/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_6vL7DxypZQ/UR6towIZjMI/AAAAAAAAAhg/eUp1-UiyLk8/s1846/Photo%252520Feb%25252014%25252C%2525202013%25252C%2525207%25253A57%252520AM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_6vL7DxypZQ/UR6towIZjMI/AAAAAAAAAhg/eUp1-UiyLk8/s500/Photo%252520Feb%25252014%25252C%2525202013%25252C%2525207%25253A57%252520AM.jpg" id="blogsy-1360965028845.586" class="aligncenter" width="500" height="531" alt=""></a></div>
Matt and I beat the crowd by going to dinner a week before V Day. We met after work last Thursday at The Wonderbar Steakhouse, an excellent restaurant here in Madison that opened in 1929. We had this table right by the fireplace, which was perfect because it was snowing hard outside!<br/><br/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://instagr.am/p/VcpS5nwc6Y/" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="http://distilleryimage8.s3.amazonaws.com/ebccfd60717a11e2abce22000a1f96d4_7.jpg" id="blogsy-1360965028822.3567" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="500"></a></div>
We also had some news to celebrate....NOT baby news! More on that later. <br/><br/> <br/><br/><div style="text-align: right; font-size: small; clear: both;" id="blogsy_footer"><a href="http://blogsyapp.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://blogsyapp.com/images/blogsy_footer_icon.png" alt="Posted with Blogsy" style="vertical-align: middle; margin-right: 5px;" width="20" height="20" />Posted with Blogsy</a></div>The Bellshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08508726792007072542noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5398701131029726873.post-67558365867821729672013-02-15T12:44:00.001-06:002013-02-15T12:44:53.749-06:00It's SNOW much fun. Or not. <br/><br/>I felt bad that we got so much snow here in Wisconsin while Zane was in Arkansas. I knew he would want to play in it. The first couple of days after we got back from our Christmas visit were just too cold. One day he said, "Mommy, pleeeease can we play in the snow?" I think it was in the 20s, but that was a relatively warm day. <br/><br/>Let me just tell you. If you've never had to bundle two kids and yourself in layers upon layers of clothes, snow suits/pants, coats, gloves, hats, boots, etc then you haven't lived. Not for the faint of heart. Defeating dragons would be easier. <br/><br/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-9NzAVc0J0JU/UR6CBvN3lZI/AAAAAAAAAgk/80u1WMOtLHg/s2048/Photo%252520Feb%25252011%25252C%2525202013%25252C%25252010%25253A09%252520AM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-9NzAVc0J0JU/UR6CBvN3lZI/AAAAAAAAAgk/80u1WMOtLHg/s500/Photo%252520Feb%25252011%25252C%2525202013%25252C%25252010%25253A09%252520AM.jpg" id="blogsy-1360953893343.6082" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="500"></a></div>
Zane loved it. With snow up to his waist, he couldn't exactly run through it. But he had fun throwing it, eating it, sledding down the hill in our backyard, and smashing it on his head. <br/><br/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-iXybJ37cbcc/UR6CFK--mvI/AAAAAAAAAgs/Id5BPjNfTys/s2048/Photo%252520Feb%25252011%25252C%2525202013%25252C%25252010%25253A09%252520AM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-iXybJ37cbcc/UR6CFK--mvI/AAAAAAAAAgs/Id5BPjNfTys/s500/Photo%252520Feb%25252011%25252C%2525202013%25252C%25252010%25253A09%252520AM.jpg" id="blogsy-1360953893372.9268" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="500"></a></div>
This baby said, "Uh uh. I like it just fine inside where it's warm."<br/><br/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3nAIy7oprhI/UR6CGWJ9wUI/AAAAAAAAAg0/8M1wpl25xdQ/s612/Photo%252520Feb%25252012%25252C%2525202013%25252C%2525201%25253A13%252520PM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3nAIy7oprhI/UR6CGWJ9wUI/AAAAAAAAAg0/8M1wpl25xdQ/s500/Photo%252520Feb%25252012%25252C%2525202013%25252C%2525201%25253A13%252520PM.jpg" id="blogsy-1360953893380.9177" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="500"></a></div>
Zane thought it would be a good idea to go down the slide on top of a foot of snow. He's so funny. What wasn't funny was when he lost his glove on the way down and his hand "froze". <br/><br/><div class="separator" style="text-align: center;"><iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="500" height="305" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wZvz3S5ILJw" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div>
Then I got to do the bundle thing in reverse. With two screaming, crying kids. And snow all over us. Hollin was crying because she was cold. Zane was crying because his "hand was froze". I was dripping in sweat and really wanted to cry from pure exhaustion. <br/><br/>Z decided that a "cup of warm cocoa" would make him feel better. Doesn't chocolate make everything better?!<br/><br/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-A5ae8hJAdRg/UR6CIl7Sj9I/AAAAAAAAAg8/tKSE2WkI-8s/s1936/Photo%252520Feb%25252011%25252C%2525202013%25252C%25252010%25253A09%252520AM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-A5ae8hJAdRg/UR6CIl7Sj9I/AAAAAAAAAg8/tKSE2WkI-8s/s500/Photo%252520Feb%25252011%25252C%2525202013%25252C%25252010%25253A09%252520AM.jpg" id="blogsy-1360953893387.9456" class="aligncenter" width="500" height="500" alt=""></a></div>
The ground has remained white since December 20th. While I hate the bitter temperatures, I really will miss the snow. It's so pretty. I find myself wishing for snow most days, just because it's so cold and I want an excuse to stay in pjs not leave the house. And I love how Zane asks if the snow has MILL-ted (melted) yet. <br/><br/> <br/><br/><div style="text-align: right; font-size: small; clear: both;" id="blogsy_footer"><a href="http://blogsyapp.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://blogsyapp.com/images/blogsy_footer_icon.png" alt="Posted with Blogsy" style="vertical-align: middle; margin-right: 5px;" width="20" height="20" />Posted with Blogsy</a></div>The Bellshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08508726792007072542noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5398701131029726873.post-63874713919283256562013-01-29T15:08:00.001-06:002013-01-29T15:08:45.006-06:00Never leaving. Y'all. I'm about to lose my sheet here. <br/><br/>First of all, nap time is a necessity. Hollin's nap keeps me half-way sane. Hollin is terrible at "transferring". If she falls asleep in the car it is close to impossible to get her into her bed and keep her asleep. <em>Close to</em> impossible, but still possible. <br/><br/>Enter Zane. <br/><br/>We have pep talks on the way home. About how we're gonna be quiet. About how he isn't going to say a SINGLE word when I bring her in. I take him in first and put him in his "cubby hole" for "rest time" (which may or may not result in a nap these days). "Shhh, Zane. Be sooo quiet, ok?"<br/><br/>I successfully get her out of the carseat and into the house. The hardest part, right? And that's when it happens. He <em>whispers</em> from the living room. <em>"Hiiiii, Mommy. I love you, mommy."</em><br/><br/>And that's all it takes. The sound of his voice, and those eyes come open. She's awake. <br/><br/>AS IF saying something sweet will keep him out of trouble. <br/><br/>So then I leave her in her crib screaming. She NEVER goes back to sleep. And my blood boils. Like, I'm so mad that I can't discipline him because I don't trust myself. I can't talk because I know I'll scream. I can't spank him because he'd probably get a good ole "pick your own switch" kind of beatin'. <br/><br/>So that's it. I'm never leaving the house close to nap time ever again. If you're wondering why I got fat, it's because I can't go to the gym. No more lunch dates. No morning errands. It's either that or I join the Wine of the Day Club. They have those, right?<br/><br/> <br/><br/><div style="text-align: right; font-size: small; clear: both;" id="blogsy_footer"><a href="http://blogsyapp.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://blogsyapp.com/images/blogsy_footer_icon.png" alt="Posted with Blogsy" style="vertical-align: middle; margin-right: 5px;" width="20" height="20" />Posted with Blogsy</a></div>The Bellshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08508726792007072542noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5398701131029726873.post-29861204114623213042013-01-18T16:27:00.001-06:002013-01-18T16:27:40.806-06:00fifteen months.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-k6olp0oKZLI/UPnMOza9Z9I/AAAAAAAAAfo/6CmUSZ3OoOA/s1654/Photo%252520Jan%25252017%25252C%2525202013%25252C%2525209%25253A51%252520AM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-k6olp0oKZLI/UPnMOza9Z9I/AAAAAAAAAfo/6CmUSZ3OoOA/s500/Photo%252520Jan%25252017%25252C%2525202013%25252C%2525209%25253A51%252520AM.jpg" id="blogsy-1358548061471.9734" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="389"></a><br>
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<div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; ">Little miss Hollin is striking a pose! This cute girl has the best personality. She laughs at everything. Not just a giggle, but a full-out, head thrown back, mouth wide open, belly laugh!</div>
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She's walking everywhere. Loves to sing. We could've sworn she sang the first part of "Away in a Manger" at the Christmas Eve service. So she walks around talking and singing jibberish all the time. My favorite is when she shakes her head around and jibber jabbers, like she's really telling a good story. <br/><br/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-RGNvVm6Vuxw/UPnMRy7i1KI/AAAAAAAAAf4/y0PU6lk8630/s1288/Photo%252520Jan%25252017%25252C%2525202013%25252C%2525209%25253A54%252520AM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-RGNvVm6Vuxw/UPnMRy7i1KI/AAAAAAAAAf4/y0PU6lk8630/s500/Photo%252520Jan%25252017%25252C%2525202013%25252C%2525209%25253A54%252520AM.jpg" id="blogsy-1358548061476.3406" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="507"></a></div>
Still loves this blankie. And usually has it in her mouth. <br/><br/>She's got the sweetest voice. Every time someone walks in the room, she says, "Hi!" with a big smile on her face. She says "bye" and waves. Blows kisses. Gives kisses. Dances. Her signature dance move is the one hand wave. Loves to shake her head 'no' at me. Started calling her daddy "Matt" and me "Ma". Pets and hugs the "pups" and tells them, "back!" She called Lindsey "Sissy" twice at Zane's birthday party. Says "book" 1000 times a day. She'll bring me a book and then back her little booty down into my lap so that I can read to her. Still eats ev.er.y.thing. And girl is NOT afraid to raid a candy stash. Sleeps 10 or 11 hours at night. Takes one nap a day. Usually about 1.5 hours. It seems like they're so short because I'm used to Zane's two or three hour naps. But she wakes up happy, so I'll take it. <br/><br/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-VD9PvkrH2Nw/UPnMUGKekOI/AAAAAAAAAgA/7j8OTWHn8ek/s1936/Photo%252520Jan%25252017%25252C%2525202013%25252C%2525209%25253A55%252520AM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-VD9PvkrH2Nw/UPnMUGKekOI/AAAAAAAAAgA/7j8OTWHn8ek/s500/Photo%252520Jan%25252017%25252C%2525202013%25252C%2525209%25253A55%252520AM.jpg" id="blogsy-1358548061457.8916" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="752"></a></div>
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<div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; ">As Zane was getting ready to take a nap on his birthday, he said, "While I'm sleeping you go decorate for my party. I want games, balloons, party hats, and those party things that you blow." This was a big deal for two reasons. <br>
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<div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; ">1. A few weeks before Zane's birthday, I asked him if he wanted to help me pick out his party supplies. He gave me the ole stink eye. "Mama. You are NOT 'uh-pposed' (supposed) to tell people about their birthdays. It's uh-pposed to be 'uh-prize' (surprise). Ooookay. </div>
2. I forgot all of his party decorations (that I made sure to buy in secret) in Conway. My little hometown of 1500 people is not known for its shopping opportunities. But, with a little improvising with goodies from The Dollar General and another fabulous cake made by my brother, we were good to go!<br/><br/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-aNoN1sdpVO4/UPXCP5u6EII/AAAAAAAAAd8/sHVT_gKka6Y/s992/Photo%252520Dec%25252027%25252C%2525202012%25252C%2525209%25253A52%252520PM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-aNoN1sdpVO4/UPXCP5u6EII/AAAAAAAAAd8/sHVT_gKka6Y/s500/Photo%252520Dec%25252027%25252C%2525202012%25252C%2525209%25253A52%252520PM.jpg" id="blogsy-1358283411451.9548" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="500"></a></div>
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<div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; ">Seriously. Uncle Bob and Aunt Gigi made this. Zane is one lucky boy. You can see the other cakes he made for Zaney's <a href="http://mattandsarahbell.blogspot.com/2010/12/zanes-tractor-party.html?m=0" target="_blank" title="2nd birthday">2nd</a> and <a href="http://mattandsarahbell.blogspot.com/2012/01/yippee.html?m=0" target="_blank" title="3rd birthday">3rd</a> birthdays by clicking the links. Always a hit. Never any leftovers. Thank you, Uncle Bob!</div>
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<div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; ">He had the biggest smile while we sang to him. And then he closed his eyes really tight and made a wish. Favorite wish ever. </div>
<div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; ">"I wish all presents were all mine for all life. AMEN." I'm sure one day he'll make a selfless wish like, "I wish all kids had toys and food and a mommy and daddy." Right? But the way he ended it with "Amen" was just too precious. </div>
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Different party, same wish. Love the way he's looking at Lindsey in this one.<br/><br/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CiVpeAKG-Nk/UPXCe-hiVSI/AAAAAAAAAes/OODwW8fYIbM/s1697/Photo%252520Dec%25252030%25252C%2525202012%25252C%2525206%25253A55%252520PM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CiVpeAKG-Nk/UPXCe-hiVSI/AAAAAAAAAes/OODwW8fYIbM/s500/Photo%252520Dec%25252030%25252C%2525202012%25252C%2525206%25253A55%252520PM.jpg" id="blogsy-1358283411461.8113" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="333"></a></div>
Superhero cupcakes. Joint effort by practically the entire Bell family. Delish.<br/><br/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-_uSzrCK0KOc/UPXCieLxAMI/AAAAAAAAAe0/6W8DLQQYl0U/s2048/Photo%252520Jan%25252010%25252C%2525202013%25252C%2525204%25253A07%252520PM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-_uSzrCK0KOc/UPXCieLxAMI/AAAAAAAAAe0/6W8DLQQYl0U/s500/Photo%252520Jan%25252010%25252C%2525202013%25252C%2525204%25253A07%252520PM.jpg" id="blogsy-1358283411427.9417" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="500"></a></div>
<p style="text-align: center;"> Sweet birthday boy. He was so excited!</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;">Christmas. We are beyond blessed. Lots of family. Too much food. Too many presents. And snow! In Arkansas!</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"> Hollin started walking...practically running, while we were in Arkansas.</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;">Her hair grew...and so did her tummy! She also started singing all the time!</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;">If there's a toy made that Zane didn't get for Christmas, rest assured he got it for his birthday. </p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Favorite Zane quotes: "Spider-Man boots are NOT boring! They are AWESOME!" and "I didn't know that old man (Papaw Martin) had a knife! That made me scared!"</p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"> Sweet, sleeping babies were worn out by the festivities. </p>
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First steps December 9th. Almost 14 months.<br/><br/> <br/><br/><div style="text-align: right; font-size: small; clear: both;" id="blogsy_footer"><a href="http://blogsyapp.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://blogsyapp.com/images/blogsy_footer_icon.png" alt="Posted with Blogsy" style="vertical-align: middle; margin-right: 5px;" width="20" height="20" />Posted with Blogsy</a></div>The Bellshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08508726792007072542noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5398701131029726873.post-14557037909606694712012-12-23T09:12:00.001-06:002012-12-23T09:12:28.058-06:00There's SNOW place like home...Blizzard Draco<br/><br/>Since when do winter storms have names? Since now. Since it started snowing Wednesday night and didn't stop until around 2am on Friday. Since we had "thundersnow", which is when there's thunder and lightning and three inches of snow suddenly falls from the sky is less than an hour. <br/><br/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-9tPHlMrYj9Q/UNce6DhZP_I/AAAAAAAAAZE/P5iKHjzH6AQ/s1136/Photo%252520Dec%25252021%25252C%2525202012%25252C%25252010%25253A22%252520AM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-9tPHlMrYj9Q/UNce6DhZP_I/AAAAAAAAAZE/P5iKHjzH6AQ/s500/Photo%252520Dec%25252021%25252C%2525202012%25252C%25252010%25253A22%252520AM.jpg" id="blogsy-1356275546053.382" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="888"></a></div>
The plan was for Matt, Sandy, the kids, and the dogs to drive to Arkansas Thursday night after Matt's clinic. Unbelievably, his clinic was cancelled. Now I know in Arkansas we cancel school, church, work....at the <em>mention</em> of the word 'snow'....but I thought things were different here in Wisconsin. Well, apparently this wasn't your typical snow! <br/><br/>So, I suggested to Matt that they leave Wednesday night to beat the storm. What was I thinking? Oh yeah. That I'd rather my family get out of here before the storm and be safe. <br/><br/>The good news is they had a safe and uneventful trip to Arkansas. That I had a few days of sleeping in and relaxing in front of our 'pretend fire'. That I was able to clean house without Hurricane Zane following behind me. I was able to vacuum without Hollin on my hip.<br/><br/>The bad news? I've never felt that lonely in my entire life. The realization that I was in our house alone, no kids, no dogs, in Wisconsin, in the middle of a blizzard....it was eerie. I can't tell you how many times since they've been gone that I've tiptoed around as to not wake the babies. How many times I've thought, "Oh, gosh! I need to let the dogs out!" And then realize I'm alone!<br/><br/>Small Happys that have kept me from feeling so lonely...warm blanket, coffee, General Hospital, and our 'pretend fire'. <br/><br/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-GhTpyxMXnmU/UNce82dpUkI/AAAAAAAAAZM/KRWpew7D2X8/s2048/Photo%252520Dec%25252021%25252C%2525202012%25252C%25252010%25253A22%252520AM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-GhTpyxMXnmU/UNce82dpUkI/AAAAAAAAAZM/KRWpew7D2X8/s500/Photo%252520Dec%25252021%25252C%2525202012%25252C%25252010%25253A22%252520AM.jpg" id="blogsy-1356275546079.358" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="500"></a></div>
Pictures really don't do justice to the crazy amounts of snow we got! Almost TWENTY inches!<br/><br/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-3Djg4DYOxg4/UNce_9il56I/AAAAAAAAAZU/0bNEuINprIw/s2048/Photo%252520Dec%25252021%25252C%2525202012%25252C%2525201%25253A37%252520PM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-3Djg4DYOxg4/UNce_9il56I/AAAAAAAAAZU/0bNEuINprIw/s500/Photo%252520Dec%25252021%25252C%2525202012%25252C%2525201%25253A37%252520PM.jpg" id="blogsy-1356275546139.722" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="667"></a></div>
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<p style="text-align: center;">A neighbor brought by part of our house that blew off. </p>
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I tried to walk around in the backyard to take more pictures. There were places where the snow was pretty packed and I could walk without too much difficulty. But I quickly realized that if i stepped in an area where the wind had blown snowdrifts that I would fall in all the way past my knees!<br/><br/><p style="text-align: left;">This picture was taken Thursday night. That's my mailbox in the center of the picture.</p>
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Wish Zaney was here to build Frosty with me. Once the wind stopped and the sun came out, it really was beautiful! But I'm SO ready to hop on a plane, get to Arkansas, hug my babies, and let the Christmas festivities begin! And there's even a chance for snow on Christmas Day in Arkansas!<br/><br/> <br/><br/><div style="text-align: right; font-size: small; clear: both;" id="blogsy_footer"><a href="http://blogsyapp.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://blogsyapp.com/images/blogsy_footer_icon.png" alt="Posted with Blogsy" style="vertical-align: middle; margin-right: 5px;" width="20" height="20" />Posted with Blogsy</a></div>The Bellshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08508726792007072542noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5398701131029726873.post-56853039190697411622012-12-21T13:25:00.001-06:002012-12-21T13:25:45.060-06:00Christmas in Madison <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://instagr.am/p/S6G_fbwc8i/" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="http://distilleryimage10.s3.amazonaws.com/cc07b20c3fe011e285a622000a1f9e5b_7.jpg" id="blogsy-1356117943656.4595" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="500"></a></div>
<div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; ">A few Christmas festivities we've enjoyed this year....</div>
<div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; ">The kids are so lucky to have Ms. Jeri take such good care of them and treat them to a Christmas party. They enjoyed treats, movies, and presents! Hollin was wearing her cute outfit from Aunt Lindsey, so Zane wanted to wear a Christmas shirt, too. Reindeer pjs it is!</div>
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We took the Christmas tree cookies....but there's no pics of us baking or decorating. My new favorite phrase: I might not have <em>made</em> them, but I did make them <em>possible</em>. The Sentry grocery store did a much better job than I could ever do. Worth the time and sanity saved. Notice the girl in purple that Zane is next to in every picture? In his words, "I wuv her."<br/><br/>We enjoyed lunch with friends at Daisy Cafe and Cupcakery, which wore this little elf out. <br/><br/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://instagr.am/p/THCDTOwcyA/" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="http://distilleryimage4.s3.amazonaws.com/642222bc43d211e283fe22000a1faeaf_7.jpg" id="blogsy-1356117943634.0706" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="500"></a></div>
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What kid doesn't like Christmas lights? Madison has a free drive-through animated lights display called Festival in Lights. One night, after dinner and baths, we bundled the kids up and headed to Olin Park to see the lights. My favorite was the capital display with the actual capital across the lake in the background. We loved hearing Zane's excitement from the backseat. "Look at that kid sliding!" "There's Bucky Badger!" And Matt and I enjoyed the mini-vacation from chasing kids. If only they had fallen asleep on the way home....<br/><br/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-OyBn2NiRut8/UNS3IMu2nvI/AAAAAAAAAXs/Gi0L3Dmmy3E/s1936/Photo%252520Dec%25252021%25252C%2525202012%25252C%25252011%25253A37%252520AM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-OyBn2NiRut8/UNS3IMu2nvI/AAAAAAAAAXs/Gi0L3Dmmy3E/s500/Photo%252520Dec%25252021%25252C%2525202012%25252C%25252011%25253A37%252520AM.jpg" id="blogsy-1356117943593.466" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="500"></a></div>
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<div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; ">Matt and I had a fun night out for his work Christmas party. While we were away, the kids had fun making cookies for Santa with Miss Marisa (or Miss Arisa, as Zane calls her). </div>
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<div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; ">That Santa....he found us in Wisconsin early again this year! The cookies must've lured him in. </div>
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Things I want to remember Z saying:<br/><br/>"My favorite Christmas song is "Dominick the Donkey". <br/><br/>"I thought it was so COOL that Santa brought me toys."<br/><br/>"A manger is what cows and horses eat."<br/><br/>"Don't worry, mommy. My toys will protect you."<br/><br/>And we got a little snow....but, more on that later.<br/><br/><div class="separator" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); clear: both; text-align: center; "><a href="http://instagr.am/p/TCKz3eQc4i/" target="_blank" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; "><img src="http://distilleryimage10.s3.amazonaws.com/7545c454425611e2ba9922000a1f9c9a_7.jpg" id="blogsy-1356117943650.364" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="500"></a><a href="http://instagr.am/p/TCKz3eQc4i/" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; "></a></div>
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Zane had climbed into the crib with her. He was saying, "I'm here to pwotect you, baby. Don't cwy." They played up there for about an hour. He had her laughing SO hard. Z came back down and told us that he had "figured out the pwobwem (problem). Baby Hollin is scared of the dark!"<br/><br/>He decided that he wanted his picture taken yesterday before I went to work. <br/><br/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Siv0EaZhxTU/UMEJwjJhH2I/AAAAAAAAAW0/AxvlbcZCekw/s2048/Photo%252520Dec%2525205%25252C%2525202012%25252C%2525208%25253A40%252520AM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-Siv0EaZhxTU/UMEJwjJhH2I/AAAAAAAAAW0/AxvlbcZCekw/s500/Photo%252520Dec%2525205%25252C%2525202012%25252C%2525208%25253A40%252520AM.jpg" id="blogsy-1354828266646.7097" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="375"></a><br>
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<div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; ">And Hollin says "cheese" every time she sees me taking pictures. Love this one. She's even waving. </div>
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Both kids are napping now. Z didn't want to go to his room. He said he'd be nice and comfy in this chair. Miracle of miracles, he actually went to sleep. For the record, he's wearing a razorback jersey, a superman tshirt, and his new sweatshirt. The first two to "make daddy happy."<br/><br/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ArEjjWVoXis/UMEJ56cAcBI/AAAAAAAAAXM/eA9VTn-Eq0M/s2048/Photo%252520Dec%2525206%25252C%2525202012%25252C%2525201%25253A38%252520PM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-ArEjjWVoXis/UMEJ56cAcBI/AAAAAAAAAXM/eA9VTn-Eq0M/s500/Photo%252520Dec%2525206%25252C%2525202012%25252C%2525201%25253A38%252520PM.jpg" id="blogsy-1354828266593.2668" class="aligncenter" width="500" height="667" alt=""></a></div>
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I think the goal is to serve the ice cream <em>after</em> the haircut as a reward. But Zane is impatient and wiggly. <br/><br/>It's definitely designed for girls, advertising treatments such as "hot fudge hand dips" and "sprinkle-icious up-do's" and hosting spa birthday parties. But boys like ice cream, too! Right? Plus, the haircuts are the same price as the adult place I usually take him + 25% for their grand opening. Win/win, if you ask me. I knew you were totally going to ask me. <br/><br/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-A577CznCl1s/UL6pKmJCi8I/AAAAAAAAAV4/FXRQEJRHsfw/s2048/Photo%252520Dec%2525204%25252C%2525202012%25252C%25252010%25253A26%252520AM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-A577CznCl1s/UL6pKmJCi8I/AAAAAAAAAV4/FXRQEJRHsfw/s500/Photo%252520Dec%2525204%25252C%2525202012%25252C%25252010%25253A26%252520AM.jpg" id="blogsy-1354672464869.468" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="651"></a></div>
Hollin hopes to have enough hair to require a haircut in a few years. I would love to take her there when she's Zane's age! Mother/daughter mani-pedi's? Yes, please! How cute is this outfit?!<br/><br/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dOZKFgB6bVg/UL6pMvTqVBI/AAAAAAAAAWA/cVGsPGJc_6s/s1536/Photo%252520Dec%2525204%25252C%2525202012%25252C%2525202%25253A03%252520PM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dOZKFgB6bVg/UL6pMvTqVBI/AAAAAAAAAWA/cVGsPGJc_6s/s500/Photo%252520Dec%2525204%25252C%2525202012%25252C%2525202%25253A03%252520PM.jpg" id="blogsy-1354672464879.747" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="500"></a></div>
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<div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; ">We also made a quick trip to Wal-Mart. For the record, this is the second time I've been in WM since we moved here. WHAT? That was an almost daily trip in Little Rock! Reminded us of home, except that this one has a parking garage. You know, to avoid snowy parking lots. That's why this picture was taken in an "elligator" (elevator). And Little Miss is not in it because she's a horrible shopper. She just lets out one constant scream unless I'm holding her. </div>
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Finally, the "after" picture. I think the haircut made him look so much older! Not sure how I feel about that. He is a cute, sweet boy. <br/><br/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-QUT5Nh26d-M/UL6pTyemBGI/AAAAAAAAAWY/3_96OdSN0xY/s1547/Photo%252520Dec%2525204%25252C%2525202012%25252C%2525206%25253A22%252520PM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-QUT5Nh26d-M/UL6pTyemBGI/AAAAAAAAAWY/3_96OdSN0xY/s500/Photo%252520Dec%2525204%25252C%2525202012%25252C%2525206%25253A22%252520PM.jpg" id="blogsy-1354672464790.8948" class="aligncenter" width="500" height="500" alt=""></a></div>
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<div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; ">Hollin has stranger anxiety, so I <em>knew</em> she was not going to tolerate this strange man holding her. </div>
<div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; ">So this happened. </div>
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But then she thought that she might need to do a little explaining so that he wasn't mad at her.<br/><br/>Santa, Hollin is sorry that she cried. She really has been a good girl this year. <br/><br/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-NNwKIio9g5M/UL1NJidzq5I/AAAAAAAAAUY/NK_L1fpX4UM/s1411/Photo%252520Dec%2525203%25252C%2525202012%25252C%2525203%25253A07%252520PM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-NNwKIio9g5M/UL1NJidzq5I/AAAAAAAAAUY/NK_L1fpX4UM/s500/Photo%252520Dec%2525203%25252C%2525202012%25252C%2525203%25253A07%252520PM.jpg" id="blogsy-1354583401612.217" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="457"></a></div>
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Matt and Zane headed to the grocery store parking lot to pick out a Christmas tree, but Zane wasn't having it. He wanted to "go to the forest!" So on Saturday the boys headed to Waunakee to pick out a tree. <br/><br/>I was kind of proud of his desire for things to be traditional. Until he decided that he didn't like my angel. "It has to be a star!" Fine. I went to Hobby Lobby and bought a star. "It was supposed to be a YELLOW star!" He eventually accepted my new red star. <br/><br/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4E5UPGjFNxk/UL1NS_rERKI/AAAAAAAAAU4/1SE1dv0pHj8/s1936/Photo%252520Dec%2525201%25252C%2525202012%25252C%25252010%25253A55%252520PM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-4E5UPGjFNxk/UL1NS_rERKI/AAAAAAAAAU4/1SE1dv0pHj8/s500/Photo%252520Dec%2525201%25252C%2525202012%25252C%25252010%25253A55%252520PM.jpg" id="blogsy-1354583401695.3179" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="752"></a></div>
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<div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; ">I also picked him out a new ornament. He was so proud of it that he took a picture of it. It did not actually make it onto the tree in one piece, but he did pick out the perfect spot for it. He said it was "so special". </div>
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Z asked me the other day if we had any socks. "You know, those big socks that you hang and Santa puts candy in them?" Hopefully the man in red will find us in Wisconsin again and fill up our 'socks' with candy. <br/><br/> <br/><br/><div style="text-align: right; font-size: small; clear: both;" id="blogsy_footer"><a href="http://blogsyapp.com" target="_blank"><img src="http://blogsyapp.com/images/blogsy_footer_icon.png" alt="Posted with Blogsy" style="vertical-align: middle; margin-right: 5px;" width="20" height="20" />Posted with Blogsy</a></div>The Bellshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08508726792007072542noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5398701131029726873.post-7733741327524350382012-11-30T21:14:00.001-06:002012-11-30T21:14:30.442-06:00Thanksgiving 2012: home away from home<div class="separator" style="text-align: left;clear: both; ">Once again, Zane and I made treats for his friends at Mrs. Jeri's. Once again, it was an idea from Pinterest. What would I do without that site? Make plain ole chocolate cupcakes? In the words of Zane, "Boring!"</div>
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<p style="text-align: center;">Tada! Turkey cupcakes!</p>
This is the first year that we have spent Thanksgiving away from family. We copped out of being adults at Easter and went to Cracker Barrel. We decided to buck up and be adults for Thanksgiving. We were really excited that our friends, Jon and Kirsten, joined us. We may not have been with family, but we had a great day and some GOOD food! Turkey, cranberry sauce, mashed potatoes, green beans, sweet potatoes, rolls, and bourbon pecan pie. Mmmm.<br/><br/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-7jGugx4ylSg/ULl1zPuv7MI/AAAAAAAAATE/ocOV1IbbypQ/s2048/Photo%252520Nov%25252022%25252C%2525202012%25252C%25252011%25253A20%252520AM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-7jGugx4ylSg/ULl1zPuv7MI/AAAAAAAAATE/ocOV1IbbypQ/s500/Photo%252520Nov%25252022%25252C%2525202012%25252C%25252011%25253A20%252520AM.jpg" id="blogsy-1354331668383.0073" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="500"></a></div>
<p style="text-align: center;">Spider-Man joined us, too. </p>
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And this little girl who looks like she's calling the hogs in every picture. <br/><br/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dT8qv6bN6eE/ULl14ooUVyI/AAAAAAAAATU/GxAsC5p6FIs/s2048/Photo%252520Nov%25252022%25252C%2525202012%25252C%2525209%25253A03%252520AM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-dT8qv6bN6eE/ULl14ooUVyI/AAAAAAAAATU/GxAsC5p6FIs/s500/Photo%252520Nov%25252022%25252C%2525202012%25252C%2525209%25253A03%252520AM.jpg" id="blogsy-1354331668372.4758" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="667"></a></div>
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Zane likes to climb in bed with her and declare, "It's a party in her bed!"<br/><br/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-30IhNoUch6M/ULl1-z9iM3I/AAAAAAAAATk/GDm0vihDVME/s2048/Photo%252520Nov%25252021%25252C%2525202012%25252C%2525207%25253A30%252520AM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-30IhNoUch6M/ULl1-z9iM3I/AAAAAAAAATk/GDm0vihDVME/s500/Photo%252520Nov%25252021%25252C%2525202012%25252C%2525207%25253A30%252520AM.jpg" id="blogsy-1354331668416.765" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="375"></a></div>
Zane played some serious super hero games with Mr. Jon. And then this happened at 5pm. Brother was out for the night. <br/><br/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-r6EiVYlum4k/ULl2ABVerOI/AAAAAAAAATs/o8oCfmW5Cj4/s612/Photo%252520Nov%25252027%25252C%2525202012%25252C%2525202%25253A29%252520PM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-r6EiVYlum4k/ULl2ABVerOI/AAAAAAAAATs/o8oCfmW5Cj4/s500/Photo%252520Nov%25252027%25252C%2525202012%25252C%2525202%25253A29%252520PM.jpg" id="blogsy-1354331668431.6555" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="500"></a></div>
About the time that he went to bed, Hollin woke up from her nap and demanded more of Ms. Kirsten's sweet potatoes. <br/><br/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-IpXKGsM_cqA/ULl2CXO-9RI/AAAAAAAAAT0/aj9TUrPyjws/s1537/Photo%252520Nov%25252027%25252C%2525202012%25252C%2525202%25253A29%252520PM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-IpXKGsM_cqA/ULl2CXO-9RI/AAAAAAAAAT0/aj9TUrPyjws/s500/Photo%252520Nov%25252027%25252C%2525202012%25252C%2525202%25253A29%252520PM.jpg" id="blogsy-1354331668381.0923" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="500"></a></div>
She then found her sunglasses and threw a fit until I put them on her. So funny. She thought she was pretty darn cute. We did, too.<br/><br/>Feeling pretty blessed to have these three in my life. <br/><br/><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8tzCmffGGkc/ULl2E7OJb0I/AAAAAAAAAT8/3687nQAYI3I/s2048/Photo%252520Nov%25252022%25252C%2525202012%25252C%2525207%25253A05%252520PM.jpg" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-8tzCmffGGkc/ULl2E7OJb0I/AAAAAAAAAT8/3687nQAYI3I/s500/Photo%252520Nov%25252022%25252C%2525202012%25252C%2525207%25253A05%252520PM.jpg" id="blogsy-1354331668437.728" class="aligncenter" width="500" height="667" alt=""></a></div>
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