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Well, well, well....

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23 has proven to be grand so far. 

Really, I'm not sure I have had such a great birthday in a long, long time. It felt like I was a kid again and quite frankly,

 I was spoilt rotten :)

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It started Tuesday night when Dust took on a mini spree 

here:

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and then out for yummy fondue afterwards.

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 the truest cat's meow of this all was the knowledge that Minie and Pops were sound asleep under Nannie and Grandpa's care. 

A definite perk of living so close to "home"

:)

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On my actual Birthday my Mom, the girls, and I had a fun lunch out, 

and then headed to my parent's house for dinner with the fam.

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and this folks, is where my adoring husband truly out did himself,

 and surprised me with wonderful 

THIS:

I have been is sheer bliss playing with my new little beaut... 

she's gorge.

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So really,

what more can I say?

today

i get to do a little bit of this...

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to a whopping 23 of em'

A Solid Effort

Poppy tried this:

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for the first time last night.

and No complaints here.

obviously :)

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This girl is such an eater. She took to cereal like she and it were always meant to be. When we started Minie on solids it was a bit of a battle to get her to actually eat what was put to her lips....

But Miss Grumbalina gobbled it all up on her first attempt, and I love her all the more for it :)

I want those delcious chubby cheeks to stay as long as possible..

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I love you baby girl...

every chubb,

and every last eddible roll!

congratulations on making a very big step.

you are growing up my sweet smoosh!

I'll never ever grow out of love for you

xoxo,

mama

What to do, to do...

With my crazy?

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All she wanted, all day was to go "owe siidde". Don't mind the 30 mph wind, and no yard to go out to... it's where Miss Poodles HAD to be.

After marring her sister several times, coupled with a brief drag across the carpet, she then proceeded to also umplug the computer, while I was proofing several photos.. And then I lost my lid.

I mean it when I inform you that she was minutes away from being sold to the gypsies.

This girl has soo much energy. We recently just dropped her morning nap, and oh how it is missed! I've been mourning the immense loss of my two hours, and we now have Minie's path of toddler carnage to show for it.

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It's moments like today, when I blew a gasket and yelled probably just a little too loudly, that I am sad I have two babies so very close. I can't help but ignore that if I wouldn't have a darling 4 month old in my arms, Minie and I could infact stay "owe siidde" all day.. There would be no baby for her to harm, and I wouldn't be so tired at night that I might actually have time to work on photos when she wasn't awake. I hate it when I lose my patience with her. She loves me so uncondintonatlly..so unreasonably so, that I hate it when I can see I have hurt her.

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Because really,

She is nothing but joy..

She is all things wonderful wrapped up into one silly strawberry shortcake baby girl.

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Miss Mins. I am so sorry for shouting...

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Please forgive me my baby...

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I will never ever grow out of love for you.

Procrastination is my name...

i hate having a time line. for anything.
editing photos, play dates, date dates, church, blogging, reading, errand running, going to bed, waking up, laundry washing, laundry folding, laundry in general... life in general.
you get the idea...
at the risk of sounding hidouesly unorganized, i am going to admitt that i hate feeling like i am on any type of schedule.
seriously, it doesn't matter what the limit is, what wonderous layed out plans i might have, or who is giving the orders... i will drag it out to the distasteful bitter, bitter end. the problem
(besides the obvious problem itself) is that i am extremely aware of my ailment. i forsee my self inflicted grief and gnashing of teeth in the near distance, yet somehow i can't change my procrastinating ways. what do i do? i've come to realize that some how i operate and accomplish things in a very backward odrer. FOR EXAMPLE: in order to avoid editing photos, i blog... in order to avoid posting on the blog, i edit photos. i wash laundry to dodge unloading the dishwasher, and vice versa... the list goes on and on. this whole shinanigan has me feeling a bit down lately. i just feel like my life has too much darn nothing going on, and all that "nothing" has me so crazy busy i can't get a real hold of it all. like i am reaching so hard for my own life, that i am missing the mark completely.
is this making sense?? maybe not... but as i said, some how it all gets done.
either way, it's exhausting.

i probably need some type of therapy. most likley.

HOWEVER, in order to save some dignity i have to say that the girls do remain on a nice schedule with naps, and stories, and baths, and even the occasional meal.
see.. so i definately have some redeaming qualities. i even cloth diapered minie for about 3 months.. that was interersting, and NOBLE.
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anyway.
just some thoughts...

poppy post

oh my darling baby girl...

how are you already 3 months, 2 weeks, and 6 days old?

once again life if screaming by, and you my baby are growing up with it. little smoosh, you make my world. you can coo with the best of them. already you have a darling sense of humor. you only laugh with your belly, and find silliness all around. your drooly grin always stops me in my tracks... you even make that look beautiful, sweet girl.

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i love it when you stare at me so intently, following my every move with your almond eyes. it's like your memorizing me, and when i catch your eye you errupt into grins.

i.

love.

that.

you hate being alone. you always want to be in the thick of it all. even though your sister loves on you more than is necessary, you just want to be by her. you tolerate her pokes and bangs, and even kick in delight when she enters the room. you love to eat your hands, and snuggle up to a soft feelie. you are a persnickety eater and need my 100% attention while you eat. i love nursing you though... you are so warm, and so soft, and never take your eyes off me. i feel your love my sweet babe... and i love you so much.

you love bath time. you kick, and kick, and kick until you are nearly out of breath. you never cry when i dry you off, and i adore cuddling that sweet bundle you are in the damp towel.

we are all so enamored by you. your sister can't take her hands off of you, and crys when i won't let her hold you.. she is always sneaking wet, messy kisses.

you are meant to be with us. you make us feel complete and so content.

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miss louise.... thank you for being ours.
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every day

we love you

more and more...
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never, ever leave us
baby.

gilbert

My sister's sweet baby boy had a terrible accident Monday night.

He fell face down to their cement drive way from their second story window. He somehow miraculosly didn't break a bone but however has been struggling to breath ever since. After 2 days in the St.George hospital with no improvement, it was decided that he be flown to Primary Children's Hospital here in Salt Lake. Bob couldn't fly with Robyn and Gil, leaving him about 4 hours behind them to the hospital. Kennan and I met her there when she arrived. Baby boy was promtly taken to the OR and put completely out for an invasive procedure to check out his lungs and airways.

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There are still no definitive answers...

we hope to get some soon so that he can just get home.

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While we were there all he wanted was his Mama,

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and blankies.

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Sweet boy... you are so brave.

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We love you gilly bear

sweet baby

my darling nephew,

David Steven Jackson

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welcome to the world little one

be MINE

we've had a lazy valentine's.

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the day has mostly been spent in bed, watching plenty of disney, taking several doodles, eating lots of coversation hearts,

and of course plenty of love to share...

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sisterly love

baby love

toddler lover

and gerneous amounts of love for a paticular Fancy Nancy purse.

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{Happy Valentine's}

snow day

let me just preface this post with saying that i am so over winter... i am fighting some serious winter blues, and wish to the very fiber of my being that spring would just come early.

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HOWEVER....

living in Utah always means a late winter, so tuesday minsie, poptart, and i just decided to deal with that fact. we headed down to nannie's for our first snow day, and of course kennan, jude, and pretzy joined us. i have found that my only key to surviving life with two babies is to get out of the house. it breaks up my day, always gaurentees a good nap, and somehow keeps the girls on a more structured schedule... go figure. Anyway... Minie it absolutely in love with her darling little snow suit, and these wretched hand-me-down moon boots from jude. she is always dragging them out of her closet and trying to dress herself in her winter attire. i thought that because of this little habit, she would adore playing in the snow. i have infact caught her a couple of times shoeless, and sockless enjoying herself a little beligerent snow time. i knew that combining these two loves of her would be a major succes.

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of course, as par for course.... i was proved wrong.

the second i had minie adorned, she immediately toppled over in a fit of whining. when i let her down in the snow, she flopped to the ground and cried. in her defense, she was bundled pretty tightly.. but what could i do? it was freezing!

after about 10 minutes of coaxing and watching jude frolick about, she finally attempted movement and actually succeeded in standing upright by herself. she was so proud of herself she even took a few steps, and by the end of our play she had warmed up mediocrely to it all. she can be so moody.

i love that smoosh.

it's hard to be her.

success!


he had nothing but love

oh.. remember him?

yes, he is still around

what could i do??

i love me a little snow playing myself.

while minie was crumpled in a snow drift, kennan and i still enjoyed.

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and please..

this is why everyone should get to know kennan....
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she gives you this....

and this....

and a little bit of this...

at any given moment.

:)

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i know... next time i will invite you.

just because...

it's been a while

huppy BiRThdAy DusTy!

i love you to the moon my man....

and here are some reasons wHy!

-he is the number one pest. he has this uncanny ability to annoy anyone and everyone (espcially me!) yet still is so charming. I love him all the more for it... it's just my dust.

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-he likes to sleep on this nasty goose down pillow that was scavenged from bear lake about 100 years ago. it smells yucky, looks yucky, and very well could be the culprit of his ICU hospital stay......yet still, he is curled up to it tonight like a teddy

-he can get Minie to laugh so easily. as soon as "Daee!!" walks in the room her world lights up.

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-he takes care of me. all the odds and ends that I "wish" to be done, magically do get done, and in a tidy odrer might add.

and he does it all for me :)

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-he loves to set the alarm to go off 30 minutes before he actually needs to get up.

(i sort of hate this one :) )

-he loves eating out, and so do i... see?? I LOVE LOVE LOVE him

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-you can always count on him to be silly with you when you've had a bad day.

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-he always %100 backs up my photography, and allows me the time and space to do it
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-he is absolutey crazy. really he is

-he hates reading, but ever so valiantly trys to enjoy it

-he lays his clothes out each night before work, all ironed, pressed, and ready to go for the next day.

-it takes him FOREVER to get ready. he trys everything on, and the just settles with what I like to just call his "uniform"... oh Dust


-he loves to cut his fingernails down till they are practically gone and bleeding... yummy, i know!
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-it takes a lot to see this boy cry, but when he does, it will melt your heart with his sincerity
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-he holds us together like glue
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and baby that's why i love you much...
Happy Birthday!!
You are my man <3<3<3