tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78005141822143571462024-03-04T21:26:15.490-07:009 o'clock Dance of Joy!Kenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17257913125151373787noreply@blogger.comBlogger188125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800514182214357146.post-73687202429924932802012-12-17T21:58:00.000-07:002012-12-17T21:58:47.547-07:00The Not So Much Room Mother, Room Mother<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">My oldest daughter started kindergarten this year and one of the things I was so excited about was getting to be a room mother. At the beginning of the school year her teacher said they would be sending home a volunteer/sign up sheet for room mothers and volunteers, so I have been patiently waiting for months. Finally at the beginning of December I sent her teacher and email saying how I would love to help with the Christmas party only to find out that two other Mom's who get to drop-off/pick-up their kids everyday had already talked to her and were the "<b>official</b>" room mothers. Kielyn's teacher let me know who they were and told me to get with them to see if they needed help. So I immediately texted one of the mom's and asked what I could do to help. A day later she texted back and asked me if I could be in charge of cups/plates/napkins. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br />How could I get stuck with cups/plates/napkins? Didn't they know that I had a million ideas on fun things we could do at the Christmas party? Of course I said yes I would love to bring the supplies and then I pouted. How am I supposed to measure up to my Mom's amazing school parties she planned every year for us? Parties so amazing that I have friends who call 20ish years later saying remember when we were in 2nd grade and your Mom made those really cool xxxx's(insert really cool things that Mom always came up with).</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">And then it hit me I would bring the best cups/plates/napkins that have been to a school party. Remember the episode of Friends where Phoebe was assigned cups and ice for the party she and Monica were co-hosting? My Mom told me I was Phoebe.....</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I decided that I would make melted snowman cups and reindeer plates. My dear friend crushed my idea of snowman cups because the kids would probably spill their drinks looking at the bottom of the cups, so I decided I would make regular snowman cups. I found the cutest snowman cups at <a href="http://www.bluecricketdesign.net/2011/12/snowman-cups.html">Blue Cricket Design</a></span> <span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">and copied her idea.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">And my little reindeer plates, they are cuter in person, I promise.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I also bought some super cute napkins and paper straws from Michael's. I am super excited to go to her first school party! I also know that next year I will jump the teacher like a spider monkey jacked up on Mountain Dew at back to school night to make sure I get to be an official room mom!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Merry Almost Christmas! </span></div>
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><img align="left" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Customs/kenzie.png" style="border: 0pt none;" /></span>Kenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17257913125151373787noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800514182214357146.post-3753301915039477522011-10-09T23:18:00.000-06:002011-10-09T23:18:16.852-06:00Our Weekend Trip!<div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">This weekend we headed to Denver to see my Mom and watch my sister run a half marathon! We started off with a little shopping and dinner on Saturday! I bought the girls the cutest little Levi's ever! I can't wait for them to wear them!</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">My mom was nice enough to give us her bedroom for the night. We went to bed at 10 and I yelled at the girls until 11 to be quiet and go to sleep. I slept well until I woke up wet. My first thought was OMG, I am 30 years old and peed the bed.....but when I moved I felt Taylor behind me and thought thank God I didn't pee the bed, Taylor peed on me! Wait a minute.....it's not my pee it's hers! So gross! And then I proceeded to change her and put her back on the floor with her sister, strip the bed all while wearing my pee pants! I have an excuse, it was 5 am!</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">We got up bright and early....um ok it was 8 and then my Mom yelled at me and told me I only had 15 minutes to get ready before we had to leave and that she would get a kid ready. When I said 15 min!!!!!!!!! and freaked, her reply was "I let you sleep in!" Love you Mom!</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"> </div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">So my sister Rossi and her friends, Sarah, Susan and Alli ran the Rock & Roll Half Marathon today! So excited and proud of all of them! What an amazing accomplishment!</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tay and the finger!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kielyn!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My girls! Love them with all of my heart!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Taylor, my Mom, me, Rossi and Kielyn! A lot of blonde going on here!</td></tr>
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</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">P.S. I am finally on <a href="http://pinterest.com/kjavernick/">pinterest</a>! Thanks <a href="http://swainstonvinylanddezign.blogspot.com/">Shannon</a> for the invite!</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><img align="left" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Customs/kenzie.png" style="border: 0pt none;" /></div>Kenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17257913125151373787noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800514182214357146.post-84710756938221963032011-10-05T22:10:00.000-06:002011-10-05T22:10:31.274-06:0015 Things<div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">Hi! So we are about 9 months through the year long deployment. Only 3ish months to go!!! The past 9 months have been amazing, devastating, hard, fun, trying and a million other emotions! I have learned so much about myself this year, some good and some bad. So here are 15 <strike>I was originally going to do 30 things but after I got to 15 and it was kind of a long list I thought you might get bored reading, so I cut it down</strike> things that I have figured out or done this year!</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b>1. </b>I am almost an official Young Life Leader! I am so excited!!!! I love Jesus!!</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b> </b></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b>2.</b> I am strong!! Never thought I was until this past year. :)</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b>3.</b> I create my own happiness, no one else. If I'm not happy in my heart no one or nothing can make me happy! </div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">"It is not easy to find happiness in ourselves and it is impossible to find it elsewhere." -Agnes Repplier</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b>***so true, it's not a lie!!!*** </b></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b>4. </b>I control my own emotions. They are my responsibility. No more blaming others for feeling sad/mad/bad. I choose how I react to someone's behavior and will no longer blame them/their emotions for my bad mood. I can choose to not let it bother me!</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b>5. </b>It's ok to say NO!!! I don't have to say yes to everything, I can pick and choose. And if I can't do something with a happy heart I shouldn't be doing it!</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">***Thanks Mom! I finally listened!!!**</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b>6. </b>I love girls nights to go dancing! And it's ok if I go!!!!</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b>7. </b>I am just as important as everyone around me. My wants and needs are important. It took me 30 years to figure this out but I finally did!</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b>8. </b>I'm not scared to be on my own/alone anymore! If I can work 40+ hours a week, take care of 2 kids and 1 dog, get all of the house work and laundry done, keep up with the yard I can do anything!</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">**Special thank you to Gram for feeding us <strike>not that she feeds us every night, but A Lot! And I don't ask her to, she invites us!</strike>**</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b>9. I love God!!! </b>Not that I haven't always loved him, but I finally let him get in the drivers seat and I can tell you that it makes my life so much easier!</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b>10. </b>It's ok to have "me" time. Until this year I always felt guilty leaving my girls to have "me" time. After working all week, I wanted to spend every extra minute with them. After doing it on my own, I realized that I need some time to myself, it's healthy for everyone <strike>otherwise someone might seriously get hurt</strike>!</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b>11. </b>Laughing is more fun than crying. I have laughed a lot this year and about 40% of the time it's to keep from crying!</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"> </div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b>12. </b>If nothing changes, nothing changes. I can't change people, they have to change on their own. And if they do, great! And if not, ok.</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b>13. </b>I'm codependent, but I'm working on it.....it's a really hard thing to change, but I realize when I am doing it, so yay for me!!! And soon I will be "Codependent No More"</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b>14. </b>Faith is amazing! One of the hardest beliefs to have but so worth it!</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b>15. I finally feel like a grown up! </b>I always remember my Mom telling me that you aren't a grown up until you turn 30 and I really think she was right! <strike>Damn it!</strike> Just kidding, kind of.....hate when she is always right!</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><img align="left" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Customs/kenzie.png" style="border: 0pt none;" /></div>Kenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17257913125151373787noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800514182214357146.post-67774125002912374582011-07-24T16:27:00.000-06:002011-07-24T16:27:49.591-06:00A Little Update...........<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I can't believe that July is almost over!!!! Where has the summer gone? Where have the last 6 months gone?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I know, single mom, chasing 2 kids and working while my husband is gone. The good news is that we are 6 months through the deployment and we only have another 6ish months to go.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">We have been busy with swimming lessons, volleyball, the girls' first fishing trip, a long weekend in California for Mommy and a quick 2 week mid-tour deployment break with my husband. And you know that I turned 30 in April and had a little third-life crisis.....so I pierced my nose!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kielyn, she is growing up way too fast!!!</td></tr>
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<tr style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Look, I'm still smiling, crazy but smiling!</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I hope everyone is having an amazing summer!</span></div><img align="left" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Customs/kenzie.png" style="border: 0pt none;" />Kenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17257913125151373787noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800514182214357146.post-61593620749562073222011-04-20T20:54:00.000-06:002011-04-20T20:54:03.652-06:00Never Forgotten<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">12 years ago today I was a senior in high school. I can still remember the day, Tuesday April 20, 1999. It was cold and gloomy that day. I remember freezing at track practice and I was so excited for it to be over so I could go to the tanning bed to warm up and then get my nails done.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I remember sitting there having my nails done and hearing on the radio about the Columbine shooting. I spent the next 3 days glued to the TV because my neighbors Grandson, Matthew Kechter was killed that day.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">So today my thoughts and prayers are with all of the victims and the families of the Columbine shooting, especially the Kechter family. RIP Matthew Kechter, taken too soon, but will never be forgotten.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Never forgotten........</span></div><br />
<img align="left" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Customs/kenzie.png" style="border: 0pt none;" />Kenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17257913125151373787noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800514182214357146.post-87687941750635800332011-04-19T22:42:00.000-06:002011-04-19T22:42:41.567-06:00Dear Tuesday.......<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Dear Tuesday....OK, I really couldn't think of anything more clever than that at the moment! So life is crazy like normal lately! Between kids and work and house work and the dog and yard work I don't do a whole lot! Actually I take that back, I have started reading after the girls go to bed, it's my "quiet" time where I can disappear for an hour or two and I don't have to think about all the things I need to do or should be doing.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">There are a few new things going on, I turned 30 2 weeks ago. I didn't talk about it on here, but I had major anxiety about this birthday, I don't know why, but something about not being able to say I'm twenty-something bothered me, but I'm over it, the pity party is over and I survived! My sister told me that 30 was the new 20 so I will listen to her!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I started going to Zumba 1 night a week and it's so much fun! I think that my 10 years of dance lessons is finally paying off because I don't look like a complete idiot!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">My amazing sisters and cousin bought me plane tickets to California for a weekend for a Sister/Cousin weekend, I can't wait! We are going to have so much fun and I can really use a break from my <b>sweet </b><strike>they are trying to kill me</strike> <b>angels</b>!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I went on a Hobby Lobby shopping spree!!! I had $100 in gift certificates and today was 50% off of all metal and poly so I stocked up! I will post pictures of my finds when I locate my camera that my children hid from me.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I have not crafted in months and I no longer feel guilty about it, the bug will bit me again soon enough.</span></div><br/><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Without my family and friends I would be lost right now, so a huge thank you to them for listening to me babble, listening to me vent and watching the girls for me every once in a while so I can breathe again</span>!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My brother's girlfriend Ashley and I on her 21st birthday! Isn't she gorgeous?!?!</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">My rules/reminders for the week.............</span></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">1. Faith</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">2. Patience</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">3. Strength</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">4. Laugh...it can always be worse </span></div><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span><img align="left" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Customs/kenzie.png" style="border: 0pt none;" />Kenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17257913125151373787noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800514182214357146.post-77257135296712886962011-03-31T19:08:00.000-06:002011-03-31T19:08:28.994-06:00A Little Birthday Fun!<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I have a 4 year old! She was so cute on Saturday when we had her birthday party, she woke up and said "Mommy, am I 4 today?" And I said "no, not until tomorrow." Her response "But it's my party day!!!"</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I then had to explain that yes it was her party day but she didn't really turn 4 until Sunday. So on Sunday when she woke up she said "Mommy....am I 4 today?" And she was so excited that she was finally 4!!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Um9X6SwIEtneiKWN00488f70S0b1e9jec722IZTOHE00vcIqTALylQ_pFp6ykL7nLJo458pjyCpmfBqzwKqxOsCLEek-Qh3bu-BW4vv4XJ5zbIeN2GN8JCCc6yh8apkfwA9a7PyAYiNS/s1600/IMG_2148.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8Um9X6SwIEtneiKWN00488f70S0b1e9jec722IZTOHE00vcIqTALylQ_pFp6ykL7nLJo458pjyCpmfBqzwKqxOsCLEek-Qh3bu-BW4vv4XJ5zbIeN2GN8JCCc6yh8apkfwA9a7PyAYiNS/s400/IMG_2148.JPG" width="300" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhck6hSVqBJYizeKDj6FEsfGkiYCp5xTmWgb9sP443S_BP_yXYgZJYRdmFuK0-NoY7ZLeCD6pyk5qmEZCdLZM3-ZL1OoD6EphIKLkqjsBPuSEG0uy0TEiC-PO8EjRC5mzLPGxeLadF_Glxc/s1600/IMG_2149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhck6hSVqBJYizeKDj6FEsfGkiYCp5xTmWgb9sP443S_BP_yXYgZJYRdmFuK0-NoY7ZLeCD6pyk5qmEZCdLZM3-ZL1OoD6EphIKLkqjsBPuSEG0uy0TEiC-PO8EjRC5mzLPGxeLadF_Glxc/s400/IMG_2149.JPG" width="300" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I am really hoping that someone else had a camera because I hardly took any pictures :(</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Here are a few of the girls enjoying their new sidewalk paint.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJIwNQjlEGDLGKmoLCQ_Axsitod9h_dlM6qq30kqRQ7DRkiPwtPfn3hpHkd0UYqeEgYz2hS8H_AnUbxiYTjiHOZwyVEEXxKlF3bQ6KWdhMN7TWeb81Gck8-gnXixxht4FdQt32cBXbj5sa/s1600/IMG_2163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJIwNQjlEGDLGKmoLCQ_Axsitod9h_dlM6qq30kqRQ7DRkiPwtPfn3hpHkd0UYqeEgYz2hS8H_AnUbxiYTjiHOZwyVEEXxKlF3bQ6KWdhMN7TWeb81Gck8-gnXixxht4FdQt32cBXbj5sa/s400/IMG_2163.JPG" width="400" /> </a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGeDNLKQDCrFKIuE4NvOK6SUBP9UsXGUAxvpoDEPBl_dZzFfc6a8TlgI33hUaFGgRxuZYrl4SRB8rx9EoIny7SA6YCMFx1AVZLIgr20CMe3gCGs680aFQCZMcUD0nQf1QZy9tLMjdW-bfN/s1600/IMG_2174.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGeDNLKQDCrFKIuE4NvOK6SUBP9UsXGUAxvpoDEPBl_dZzFfc6a8TlgI33hUaFGgRxuZYrl4SRB8rx9EoIny7SA6YCMFx1AVZLIgr20CMe3gCGs680aFQCZMcUD0nQf1QZy9tLMjdW-bfN/s400/IMG_2174.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> I don't think they got the idea of "sidewalk" paint.</span></div><br />
<img align="left" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Customs/kenzie.png" style="border: 0pt none;" />Kenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17257913125151373787noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800514182214357146.post-74234557003336869252011-03-21T21:39:00.000-06:002011-03-21T21:39:12.768-06:00March is almost Over ?!?!<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">It's March 21! I can't believe it.....in 6 days I am going to have a 4 year old! Yikes, I can't believe it! It's not that I am opposed to having a 4 year old but the fact of the matter is that I am in no way shape or form ready for her birthday party. You won't believe what I did.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I invited everyone via Facebook! Gasp!! Horror! :(</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I am one unmotivated Mommy. Normally I start planning/crafting birthdays a month or two in advance. I don't have a theme, I don't have presents, I don't have anything. I actually thought about buying store-made cupcakes.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Don't worry I don't think I'm sick, just overwhelmed with everything else right now. And I know that no one would probably even notice that I didn't plan for months or stay up late every night for a month making decorations. And I definitely know that my little Kie-bug could care less if I made anything or if I bought it at the store, she will love whatever I do.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I will be doing a mad shopping run/birthday planning/present buying trip on Thursday and whatever I get will be good enough! And by the way I blame this obsessive compulsive disorder on my Mom, I learned it from her. She always tells me "Don't worry, no one will even know." So Mom I am completely blaming my OCD on you!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Have a great night! </span></div><img align="left" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Customs/kenzie.png" style="border: 0pt none;" />Kenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17257913125151373787noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800514182214357146.post-85862718382527549662011-03-15T22:42:00.000-06:002011-03-15T22:42:56.980-06:00Survival at it's Finest<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Hi everyone! I have missed all of you and I have missed reading everyone's blogs but with my crazy life something had to give and it was crafting and blogging. But I miss you friends!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">So I am 7 weeks into this deployment and we are surviving just fine! Don't get me wrong we all have our moments.....did you know it only took my kids 45 seconds to find me when I tried hiding in the closet and a minute and half to find me when I tried hiding in the garage? I think I need to find better hiding places!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I am trying to pack our days full of activities or friends to hang out with, it seems like the busier we are the easier it is on the girls. My family has been amazing as well....especially my brother, he is a Godsend! It doesn't matter what I ask him to do he is always willing to help. Most of the time I just bug him to come hang out with me!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I hope you are all doing well! I miss all of you and hopefully I can at least try to start blogging at least once a week.....we shall see how it goes! </span></div><br />
<img align="left" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Customs/kenzie.png" style="border: 0pt none;" />Kenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17257913125151373787noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800514182214357146.post-80859746296651675892011-02-14T20:55:00.000-07:002011-02-14T20:55:58.499-07:00Happy V-Day!<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Happy Valentine's Day everyone! I hope your day was full of love and happiness! The girls and I sent Ben his Valentine's Day package last week and it arrived today, I couldn't have timed it any better <strike>actually if I had procrasinated any longer about sending it it would have been late.</strike> Like everything lately I am not really motivated to do a whole lot of anything......I woke up at 1:30 am this morning trying to figure out what I was going to send to daycare with the girls, yeah I forgot about their Valentine's Day party at daycare. But because I am sometimes ahead of the game I found some Valentine's treat bags bought on clearance last year, filled them with candy and we were golden!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I received <strike>2 dozen</strike> 21 red roses from my husband, they are absolutely gorgeous and smell amazing! Thank you!!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">And now the girls are in bed and I am enjoying this.........</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> Not having a pity party, just enjoying my quiet time!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Not the best but I can't find my little camera and it's really hard to take a self portrait with the big camera!</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Happy <span style="color: red;">Valentine's <span style="color: black;">Day!!!!</span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="color: black;"> xoxo </span></span></span></span></div><img align="left" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Customs/kenzie.png" style="border: 0pt none;" />Kenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17257913125151373787noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800514182214357146.post-26468083026984826822011-02-08T12:26:00.001-07:002011-02-08T12:28:15.023-07:00Sorry I'm Not Sorry<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Months ago my Sister blogged a post titled "Sorry I'm Not Sorry." I have been meaning to copy her for a long time and I have finally gotten around to it.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I know I have been MIA for the past couple of months. My life has been a roller coaster and I have been kind of a disaster. I have been angry, sad, happy, distant, loving and cold. There have been many comments made most of which hurt my feelings, but today I'm Sorry I'm Not Sorry.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span></div><ul><li><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I want to be by myself, I don't want company. Sorry I'm not sorry.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">My kids are the most important things in my life, no one else. Sorry I'm not sorry.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I enjoy time to myself, like <b>all </b>by myself, no phone, no email, no texting, no talking to anyone. Sorry I'm not sorry.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I can't relax if my kitchen counters are dirty. Learn to deal with it. Sorry I'm not sorry.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I cry. A lot. And sometimes it is for no reason. Sorry I'm not sorry.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I finally <strike>like</strike> love makeup, cute clothes and jewelry. Sorry I'm not sorry.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I put on makeup, fix my hair, and dress cute for myself, no one else. Sorry I'm not sorry.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I love my family and I love spending time with them. Sorry I'm not sorry.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I would rather have tea parties than go to the movies. Sorry I'm not sorry.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I curse like a sailor, I can drink with the boys and on occasion I will take some of your Copenhagen. Sorry I'm not sorry.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Love me or hate me, I don't care. Sorry I'm not sorry.</span></li>
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">This next year is going to be a huge challenge. I know this, there is no denying it. But I plan to "own" who I am this year. Love it or hate it, I am me, I won't let anyone make me feel guilty for feeling the way I do. So you know what? I'm sorry I'm not sorry.</span></div><img align="left" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Customs/kenzie.png" style="border: 0pt none;" />Kenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17257913125151373787noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800514182214357146.post-11455348822901788552011-02-05T14:47:00.000-07:002011-02-05T14:47:58.912-07:00Update!!!<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Hi everyone! I have been MIA for a while, life has been crazy! So I thought I would let you all know what has been going on.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">My husband left 2 weeks ago to begin his deployment. So I have been adjusting to life as a single mom again and the girls are trying to adjust to not having their dad home, which isn't going very well :( The day before he left Taylor got sick, luckily it was only a 24 hour bug and I only had to take 1 day off of work. But unfortunately both of the girls are sick again with fevers.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Last weekend was so nice, it was 70 degrees so we got to play outside, unfortunately this past week has been horribly cold and we have been stuck inside. We have cabin fever something awful!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I am going to try to be better about blogging again, I think it will be a good outlet for me. I haven't done anything crafty in so long because I haven't felt like it, I guess you could say I have been preoccupied and anxious about the deployment. So my goals for the next month is to make a new wreath for my front door and get started planning Kielyn's birthday.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">So for now we are taking it one day at a time!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">I can do all things through him who strengthens me.<br />
—Philippians 4:13</div><br />
<img align="left" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Customs/kenzie.png" style="border: 0pt none;" />Kenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17257913125151373787noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800514182214357146.post-68083625634171431222010-12-11T11:08:00.000-07:002010-12-11T11:08:03.761-07:00Family Pictures!<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">The weekend after Thanksgiving we braved the cold....seriously it was 32 degrees.....to have family pictures taken. Luckily for me my little sister's sorority sister has taken up photography. Her name is Caitlyn and she lives in Oklahoma City. She has an amazing <a href="http://www.caitlynmariephotography.com/">website</a> and <a href="http://caitmariefindinglight.blogspot.com/">blog</a>!</span> <span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">If you live in or near Oklahoma City please consider her for your photos, she is amazing!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> She posted a few more pics on her blog, I can't wait to get my hands on the DVD!!!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">She also has a slide show with more of our pics on her blog, click <a href="http://caitmariefindinglight.blogspot.com/2010/12/hand-family-portraits-oklahoma-portrait.html">here</a>if you want to see more!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Caitlyn....thank you so much for being you and taking amazing pictures of my family! You are amazing!</span></div><img align="left" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Customs/kenzie.png" style="border: 0pt none;" />Kenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17257913125151373787noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800514182214357146.post-17526040364322847392010-12-07T21:55:00.000-07:002010-12-07T21:55:23.584-07:00BCG's<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Happy Tuesday!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I thought everyone could maybe use a laugh today, so here goes....</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicy6CRzwpdgyRoeWen5VGev5-Yk0zaSgVHxR9VPmQHV7txc5_abLTwUcJBZ2C8hRVfllqEiqgO9NRMtcWiSbExlpjf-9F2DIazH_Ko8dvTTxjLPt12NGTIsfNwC1T9tqHxG70_ZvKFb5zi/s1600/IMG_1886.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicy6CRzwpdgyRoeWen5VGev5-Yk0zaSgVHxR9VPmQHV7txc5_abLTwUcJBZ2C8hRVfllqEiqgO9NRMtcWiSbExlpjf-9F2DIazH_Ko8dvTTxjLPt12NGTIsfNwC1T9tqHxG70_ZvKFb5zi/s400/IMG_1886.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg95-k-qUQ05XD4XP-upCzdx0OxRrH4KDJ6LusxQ0tCph8CM5rSfVX2WpFy6aBqHvqu3De-XeQhRWZk0xfE90ZX_vA1SraMvhY64wniWGTU_z46MkmOSiCV2dcjVAXtXs5gSRu7kSSpGdHU/s1600/IMG_1886.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br />
</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> Love my new glasses?!?!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Ha ha ha!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">These are Ben's military issued glasses, aka BCG's. What does BCG stand for?</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b>Birth Control Glasses</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Lucky for him he does not have to wear these. Only if he chooses to. I am hoping that he will leave them home, I can take the lenses out and use them to look smart at work!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b> </b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I hope everyone is having a great week so far!</span></div><img align="left" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Customs/kenzie.png" style="border: 0pt none;" />Kenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17257913125151373787noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800514182214357146.post-81123828269454815772010-12-04T22:56:00.000-07:002010-12-04T22:56:52.100-07:00A Little Sneak Peek!<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">HI!!!!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Last weekend we had family pictures taken by one of my little sister's best friend! She was visiting her family for Thanksgiving and offered to do a session with us!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">She shared a pic of Taylor on her blog and I thought you might be interested in seeing it! Click <a href="http://www.caitlynmariephotography.net/">here</a> to check out my gorgeous little girl!!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">P.S. I haven't put up my Christmas tree yet, Taylor has peed in the potty 4 times (2 times she told me she had to go on her own), I cleaned my entire house today(except my bedroom), we went to the Christmas parade tonight(it was miserably cold), and my girls are the most precious, special, amazing, gorgeous people I have ever met!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">P.P.S I love my SAVIOR!!!! Without him I would be lost!</span></div><br />
<img align="left" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Customs/kenzie.png" style="border: 0pt none;" />Kenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17257913125151373787noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800514182214357146.post-44519456132791092202010-11-25T08:32:00.000-07:002010-11-25T08:32:10.074-07:00Happy Thanksgiving!<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Happy Thanksgiving everyone!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I hope that everyone has an amazing day filled with family, friends and lots of laughs!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I am thankful for so much this year.....It has been a little rough the past couple of months but I am thankful for that too, I am guessing it is making me a stronger and more patient person, not to mention it has made me skinny again!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I am thankful for my amazing family, without them I would be lost. I would be crazy if it weren't for my friends, you guys are my voice of reason. I am thankful that we are all healthy, I am thankful for the men and women fighting to keep our country safe and the families that are left behind.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I am have so much to be thankful for this year, I could go on for hours. I hope everyone has an amazing day! I miss all of you and hopefully will get back to blogging soon!</span></div><img align="left" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Customs/kenzie.png" style="border: 0pt none;" />Kenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17257913125151373787noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800514182214357146.post-89113205454345946252010-11-08T19:57:00.000-07:002010-11-08T19:57:32.003-07:00Man-tastic Monday Part 4<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Welcome to another Man-tastic Monday!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Today I will be <strike>complaining</strike> talking about diaper changing. It seems like (well at least in my house) diaper changing is 95% my job. I don't know if it's because I notice or check diapers often. But I find myself changing most of Tay's diapers.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I have heard conversations from the other room that go a little like this....</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Tay: "Daddy, I peed."</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Daddy: "Go tell your Mom."</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">And I end up changing the diaper. Now Kielyn was a piece of cake to potty train, she started by herself at 17 months and was out of diapers by 2. Taylor on the other hand is a different story. I have bribed her with stickers, candy, big girl undies and we have only had one successful potty in the big girl potty. Most of the time she sits on the toilet for 30 seconds, says she is done and then runs into the hallway where there is carpet and pees.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">But I think we might be getting a little closer. Yesterday she stops and says <b>"Mommy, I'm pooping. Better change me." </b>After I laughed for 30 minutes I explained to her that we need to start going poo in the potty. Hopefully we are on our way out of diapers!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I am the only one who finds themselves changing the majority of the diapers? </span></div><br />
<img align="left" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Customs/kenzie.png" style="border: 0pt none;" />Kenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17257913125151373787noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800514182214357146.post-46914642082247568432010-10-30T15:44:00.000-06:002010-10-30T15:44:59.119-06:00Kind Of<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Hi everyone! No...I haven't keeled over. I have just been in a funk and can't get motivated to do much besides everyday mundane activities. We have still been busy with Halloween parties, play dates and that kind of thing but I can't even motivate myself to get the memory card out of my camera and post pictures. :( </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">The other day I really, really, really didn't want to do laundry and the girls were out of socks that I was tempted to go to Wal Mart and buy them new socks just so I didn't have to do laundry. But then the thought of getting them both dressed, finding their shoes, getting them in the car, trekking through Wal Mart to buy socks sounded so much worse. I finally did laundry!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I hope everyone has a Happy Halloween! Hopefully I can get my hiney in gear and get motivated to blog again!</span></div><img align="left" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Customs/kenzie.png" style="border: 0pt none;" />Kenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17257913125151373787noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800514182214357146.post-70756677470557898452010-10-21T22:05:00.000-06:002010-10-21T22:05:57.644-06:00Not Yet<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Just an FYI...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I am still having a pity party. And NO I have not put on my big girl panties. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> Last night I dropped the girls off at my gramma's so I could go to WalMart for an hour by myself because I was about to lose it. No really, I tried to hide from my kids....they found me in the closet and I had only been in there for 30 seconds!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">1 week left before Ben gets home. I will survive! And maybe I will put on my big girl panties tomorrow, maybe, don't hold your breath, we will see.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span></div><img align="left" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Customs/kenzie.png" style="border: 0pt none;" />Kenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17257913125151373787noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800514182214357146.post-3127101822228048302010-10-18T21:02:00.000-06:002010-10-18T21:02:12.369-06:00I'm So Ronery<div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">I'm So <strike>Lonely</strike> Ronery<br />
So <strike>lonely</strike> ronery<br />
So <strike>lonely</strike> ronery and s<strike>adly</strike> sadry <strike>alone</strike> arone.....</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Lyrics from Team America...hilarious movie (just make sure the kids aren't up when you watch it) and in case you don't find the humor from the text and think I am crazy google it and watch the youtube video, just beware there is excessive amounts of foul language in the movie!</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">Anyway, I am having a rotten day. Nothing major going on, just kind of down. The biggest thing is that I miss my husband. He has been gone for 3 out of the past 4 months. And this is just the beginning of it. Soon enough he will be gone for an entire year. Yikes! I know we will survive, but I miss talking to him every night, I miss seeing him everyday and it breaks my heart when the girls cry for him and there is nothing I can do to make them feel better :(</span></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">I know I have a long journey ahead of me and it won't always be easy and I know that there will be days when I just feel like giving up, laying down, and basically keeling over.</span></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">But you know what?</span></span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
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</tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW9APtx5LIL4cjg5wDcpRmX6cIOeJL6wC6AhnjRhPgBgA2D2wsbYKZFGnNzn9zPWO75CLltUBqCxE60klgzOA1lD33YrCzC69If3qmdeQpygNoZQGTvLOLPYjBxpxInr4MgQcyNHhtUbyW/s1600/IMG_1621.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I also got to see a barge go through a lock! Seriously I was like a kid in a candy store. We sat at the lock for an hour and a half so I could watch, it was so cool! <strike>I was a geeky tourist!</strike></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSW_IgqVrbhy8SYlQJRJ8clKlHC5X9eOPyiCXjcPaC6YOhn6aEV7cYEc0iuDLflltCXmCCjDbwU_AxgY2YMUljbXO8TAWMHQu3aUCjmzGn-yCG61N7E63aNT37Ei4EiWmG9GbyYrs-hyfT/s1600/IMG_1538.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I will spare you the 25 other pictures I have!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I had an amazing time!!! (Thanks Mom for watching the girls)This was the first kid free vacation I have had, yay for me! We talked and laughed for hours! Stayed up way too late every night, but the best part about this trip was watching my best friend marry an amazing man! I am so excited and happy for them!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br />
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</tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs025.snc4/33614_513101167342_335100792_448708_4971479_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">So to Audra and Joe....Congratulations and I wish you a life time of love and happiness! I love you!</span></div><img align="left" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Customs/kenzie.png" style="border: 0pt none;" />Kenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17257913125151373787noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800514182214357146.post-28523748506269912072010-10-13T11:32:00.001-06:002010-10-13T11:33:07.964-06:00My Sister & the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society Need Your Help!<div style="text-align: center;">I<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> know you have heard me talk about my sisters before. Well today, my sister Coree needs our help....meet my sister (she is the youngest sister).</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Hi seester! Coree is 25 and lives in Walnut Creek California. She graduated with a degree in Chemical Engineering from The School of Mines in Golden, Colorado. She is currently working as an Environmental Compliance Engineer for USS-Posco a steel finishing company.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">A little bit about my sister....she is the dumbest smart girl that I know....seriously, she can't chew gum and walk at the same time, but she can explain how to calculate the amount of waste that is emitted from a smokestack, knows a million OSHA rules and regulations and before she was promoted she was the foreman on a steel finishing line and could hold her own supervising a ton of guys, younger and older than her! She is an amazing sister, friend and aunt! I miss her terribly and wished she lived closer! My sister has recently taken up running! She is training for her first half marathon, 13.1 miles <strike>seriously I don't want to drive 13.1 miles let alone run it.</strike></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">On November 14, 2010 she will run the Big Sur Half Marathon in Monterey Bay, CA! She has teamed up with Team in Training to train for the race. Team in Training is a non profit endurance training program that benefits the <a href="http://www.leukemia-lymphoma.org/hm_lls">Leukemia & Lymphoma Society</a>. The Leukemia and Lymphoma Society is the world's largest voluntary health organization dedicated to funding blood cancer research and providing education and patient services. They have invested more that $600 million in research since 1949, last year alone LLS made 6.3 million contacts with patients, caregivers and health care professionals.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">My sister needs to raise $2,500 for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society. 75% of all donations made go directly to fund research and patient services (this is one of the highest percentages among charitable organizations). So today we (me and seester) are asking for your donations to LLS! All donations are 100% tax deductible!!</span></div><div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: windowtext; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">Finally (and most importantly), if you know someone who has been afflicted with a blood-cancer, Coree would love to run in their honor as well.<span> </span>Please let me know their name(s).</span><br />
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<span style="color: windowtext; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">If you would like to donate please visit Coree's training page <a href="http://pages.teamintraining.org/sf/BigSurHM10/cjavernick"><b>here</b></a>! If every 9 o'clock Dance of Joy! follower donated $5 we could raise $1760 for the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society!</span><br />
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<span style="color: windowtext; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;">Thank you in advance! If you have any questions or would like to talk to my sister about having her run in someone's honor let me know and I will put you in touch with her!</span><br />
<span style="color: windowtext; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img align="left" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Customs%0A/kenzie.png" style="border: 0pt none;" /></div>Kenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17257913125151373787noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800514182214357146.post-8716745142466786402010-10-11T10:02:00.000-06:002010-10-11T10:02:42.310-06:00Man-tastic Monday Part 3<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Welcome to another Man-tastic Monday! Today I thought we would talk about flatulence, tooting, farting, SBD (silent but deadly) and gas in general.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Here is the definition I found on Wikipedia..... </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Flatulence</b> is the expulsion through the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rectum" title="Rectum">rectum</a> of a mixture of gases that are byproducts of the digestion process of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mammal" title="Mammal">mammals</a> and other animals. The mixture of gases is known as <b>flatus</b>, (informally) <b>fart</b>, or simply <b>gas</b>, and is expelled from the rectum in a process colloquially referred to as "passing gas", "breaking wind" or "<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fart" title="Fart">farting</a>". Flatus is brought to the rectum by the same <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peristalsis" title="Peristalsis">peristaltic</a> process which causes feces to descend from the large intestine. The <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Noise" title="Noise">noises</a> commonly associated with flatulence are caused by the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oscillation" title="Oscillation">vibration</a> of the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anus" title="Anus">anal</a> <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sphincter" title="Sphincter">sphincter</a>, and occasionally by the closed <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Buttocks" title="Buttocks">buttocks</a>.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">We will use the word toot or tooting in this post (my kids can't say fart, I know I am a mean mom, but it sounds better than fart).</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Tooting brings great joy to most men (or at least the men I know). It's cheap entertainment. The louder it is the funnier it is and the worse it smells the better it is.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Take for instance my brother.....tooting, when sitting on me will bring hours of enjoyment, especially if my husband is present when it happens. I just want to throw up in my mouth.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Or how about my husband? Hopefully he doesn't read this because he might kill me. He thinks it is funny to toot in the store and then loudly say "Kenzie, that is disgusting" as he walks down the aisle leaving me standing there horribly embarrassed because everyone thinks that it was me.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">The joy of tooting can best be described on a camping trip when we were little. My brother (I think he was 4ish) had to go pee after we were all tucked away in the camper. So my Dad got up and took him to the porta-potty near the camp site. They were gone for about 15 minutes. When they got back my Dad had the giggles really bad (and he never gets the giggles). When we asked what happened, my Dad had tooted while they were going potty and my brothers response was "<b>Do it again Daddy, do it again.</b>" We laughed for hours and still laugh when this story is brought up.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Men think their toots are a badge of honor. Which has rubbed off on my daughters <strike>thanks Ben</strike>. The girls are very proud of themselves when they toot and it's even worse when their Dad is around because he applauds them. How am I supposed to teach them manners when they get a laugh and a "good one!" from their Dad or uncle??? </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I realize that everyone toots, but please go into the other room. I don't want to hear it and I especially don't want to smell it.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Am I the only one who thinks tooting should be done in private? What about your husbands/sons/brothers? Do they think their gas is funny? </span></div><img align="left" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Customs/kenzie.png" style="border: 0pt none;" />Kenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17257913125151373787noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800514182214357146.post-51159409479658854062010-10-06T22:41:00.000-06:002010-10-06T22:41:30.594-06:00I'm Leaving On a Jet Plane<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I'm leaving on a jet plane, don't know when I'll be back again......Well that's not entirely true. I will be back on Sunday. I am headed to Iowa tomorrow to be in one of my best and oldest <strike>she's not old, we have just been friends forever and I thought I would add that because she reads this sometimes</strike> friends wedding!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Just me, all by myself, no hubby and no kids! This will be my first vacation in over 4 years! Hello freedom and fun <strike>sorry mom...sucka</strike>! My mom is coming down to watch the girls because Ben leaves tomorrow too for the month of October. *And this is only for the random weirdos that might want to try to track me down while Ben is gone. I HAVE AN ATTACK DOG, seriously he will eat your head.*</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">I will have lots of pictures to post when I get back! I hope everyone has a great rest of the week and I pre-apologize for being MIA, I will catch up with everyone on Monday!</span> </span></div><img align="left" src="http://i523.photobucket.com/albums/w351/laurenjh04/Customs/kenzie.png" style="border: 0pt none;" />Kenziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17257913125151373787noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7800514182214357146.post-13887471215312928162010-10-05T21:32:00.000-06:002010-10-05T21:32:22.155-06:00Do the Pee Dance!<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Huge accomplishment in the house today! Taylor finally peed on the potty for the first time! Yes!!! I know she just turned 2, but by 2 Kielyn was potty trained. She was the best, she basically potty trained herself, peed for the first time in the potty at 15 months and we were diaper free during the days by 2.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Taylor is a different story. I haven't pushed her to potty....maybe gentle persuasion would be a better term.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Me: "Tay, do you have to go potty?"</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Tay: "No thank you mommy." {seriously she is adorable when she says this, she is sweet and innocent looking}</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Me: "You can go on the big girl potty."</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Tay: strips off her clothes and diaper and runs to the bathroom. Sits on the potty for 5 minutes, "Nothing come out mommy."</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Me: "Are you done?"</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Tay: "Yes." and then she runs off naked.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Basically as soon as her feet hit the carpet in the hallway she pees on the floor. So I kind of gave up and decided not to bug her anymore. Well tonight we were getting ready for bed and she took off her shorts and diaper and said potty. I asked her if she wanted to go, she said yes and then she actually did it! She peed in the potty!!!!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Kielyn and I made a huge deal about her going potty! We did the potty dance, sang a song and called both Grammas! Now if she does it again this week I will be ecstatic! My sister says she's not lazy, she's smart! Maybe she's right! We are on our way to being diaper free and I can't wait!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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