tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67706434432618619002024-02-02T16:34:48.682-05:00The Eagle's NestSara E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11825796977248625831noreply@blogger.comBlogger112125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770643443261861900.post-85942033052981807532017-07-22T07:45:00.001-04:002017-07-22T07:45:46.339-04:00Hey there!<br />
Oh man, it's been forever since I've visited this space. I've been aching to jump back in to blogging and documenting our days in more detail than just an Instagram post would allow; So, here we are.<br />
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I'm not sure how long this will last and how frequently I'll be posting, but I just needed something; some creative outlet to allow this mama something that belongs to her and give me a bit of purpose outside of butt-wiper and milk-maid. :P<br />
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So very much has happened since the last time I visited this space. Everett turned 2, Peyton turned 8 and Finnick has grown like a little weed. He turned 9 months old last Wednesday and I can hardly believe that he's officially been outside of my belly longer than he was in it. UGH, bring back my tiny newborn squish! Though, I do adore the age he is at now. All of them are at a pretty great age, really. It's bittersweet, but so fun to watch them grow and learn!<br />
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We lost our dear little Grammy in May and the world just seems so dull without her. I'm forever grateful that our babies had the chance to know her and to love her as much as I did. Sometimes, I swear that she is still hanging around to comfort all of us as we navigate through life without her laughter and love.<br />
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Nick accepted a new job and had to go to Oklahoma for training for 2.5 months. I mean, 2.5 months of solo parenting to 3 littles?? Gosh, I don't even know how I survived, but survive I did! Thank goodness my mama, my aunt and my cousin were all kind enough to help me just about every week so that the house wasn't in shambles when Nick returned last week! Ha.<br />
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We have a big vacation planned for next month with the kids and my parents and sister and I am so stinking excited. We haven't take a family vacation since 2013 and that means that Rhett and Finn have both never seen the beach. Rhett is OBSESSED with the kiddie pool that we have in the backyard (literally never stops asking to go play in the "Ish" as he calls it) so I'm anxious to see if he is just as obsessed with running in the waves or if he's terrified of them, haha.<br />
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All in all, I'm just so excited to be back here! Can't wait to share more!<br />
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<br />Sara E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11825796977248625831noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770643443261861900.post-7147325208651714262016-11-06T17:26:00.004-05:002016-11-06T17:28:14.045-05:00Halloween 2016<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Halloween was Finnick's first holiday... but it kind of got pushed down on the totem pole. I mean, I wouldn't have even had costumes for the kids if 1- my mom hadn't bought Peyton one on a whim when they went to the store together one day (even though she didn't actually wear said costume on Halloween, #kids), 2- Rhett's batman costume didn't still fit from last year (it was a size 2T that we made work last year, which meant that it <i>actually </i>fit this year and 3- my cousin didn't have an extra Tootsie Roll infant costume for Finn.<br />
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We didn't even go to a pumpkin patch this year! Nick took Rhett and Peyton to Walmart one night and they picked from the "patch" there. :P<br />
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I guess that's what happens when you have a baby in the month of October. All of those extra Fall traditions kind of get pushed to the side in favor of sleeping, nursing, and overall just adjusting to life with 3 kids.<br />
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We did manage to get the kids dressed up and out the door on Halloween night, though! They were so cute and it was so much fun watching Rhett grasp the concept of trick-or-treating.<br />
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There was a point towards the end of the night that Rhett went to grab a piece of candy out of a neighbor's bucket and instead of putting it in his treat bag, he turned around and put it in a little girl's bag instead. I'm pretty sure he thought it was Peyton who he was giving the candy to, but it was adorable nonetheless!<br />
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<br />Sara E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11825796977248625831noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770643443261861900.post-24788566159296058012016-10-30T21:05:00.000-04:002016-10-30T21:09:42.207-04:00Introducing,,,<div style="text-align: center;">
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born October 12, 2016 at 2:19pm.</div>
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Weighing 8lbs 6oz and measuring 21.5 inches long.</div>
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He is pure perfection.</div>
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Life with 3 kids is pure chaos...</div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Technically, we're over 37 and a half weeks. Which means we're almost 38 weeks. Which means this baby could come any day now! *cue the anxiety!*</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I'd say we're so ready to meet him, but I just still feel so ridiculously unprepared. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Don't get me wrong, I'm thrilled to finally meet this little man that has been growing inside of my belly all of this time... but, I am also slightly (okay, very) terrified of delivery and everything that goes with it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">For some reason, this time around just has me nervous and very anxious about what will happen when it comes time to have this little one. Peyton's delivery was the traditional "start contractions at home, time them, come in when they're this far apart, labor for a while, get your epidural, labor some more, push out that baby, tada - she's here!".</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Rhett's ended up being an induction and it was so laid back and easy going, even for being an induction, that I just feel like we got really lucky to have such "easy" deliveries with those two. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">For Nick and I, it always seems that we get shafted when it comes to good luck. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">So, thinking that there is no way that this delivery is going to be as easy as the previous two isn't really that far-fetched. For our sake, though, I sure hope this little man proves us wrong and comes just as smoothly as his brother and sister. </span></div>
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<b style="font-family: inherit;">Size of Baby:</b><span style="font-family: inherit;"> a honeydew melon or a striped skunk (yes, really!) - about 6.17 pounds and 18.9 inches long (say the baby apps on my phone).</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Weight Gain: </b> Uhh, no clue. I think around 25-27ish? I can never remember what weight I started out as, so it's hard to add up the pounds, but I know that I started out heavier than I did with Everett.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Maternity Clothes: </b>YES, yes and yes. That's really about all that works now. Or oversized shirts or dresses. It's starting to get cooler now. So, I may be able to pull out some of my maternity sweaters from when I was pregnant with Rhett.</span></div>
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<b style="font-family: inherit;">Symptoms:</b><span style="font-family: inherit;"> heartburn, fatigue, lower back/sciatic pain and just being really, really uncomfortable. My body is physically ready to be done with this pregnancy... I just don't think I'm mentally ready yet. ;)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Movement:</b> Yes. Just less. Or maybe not so much "less" as, "less room for him to actually move around". He really does try to squirm and kick me, but with the position he's in (head down, on his left side, and legs up in my right side of my torso/ribs) it's just not easy for him to do anything other than karate kick a rib every once in a while. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Best Moment This Week: </b>Last night, my mom watched Peyton and Everett went to bed at his normal-ish 7:30pm bedtime. So, Nick and I binge watched Stranger Things on Netflix (so good!) and ate ice cream, while snuggled up on the couch. It was nice to just have a few hours of "us" time, because Lord knows we won't be getting much of that in the coming months. #thatnewbornparentlife</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Looking Forward To:</b> 1- Finally feeling prepared and like this is actually, really happening. I don't know why we're still in shock over here. Maybe it's just because we didn't exactly plan for this pregnancy to happen when it did, so we never really were able to come to terms with the actual end result. 2- His car seat to arrive! We ordered it last Monday and it still hasn't come yet. Apparently, as of now, it's in Ohio and supposed to get here on Wednesday. Fingers crossed that baby doesn't come before then! 3- Picking a name for this sweet baby. I think we're narrowing down our list of names... <i>I think</i>. 4- Hopefully, Nick and I will be able to squeeze in an anniversary date-night before this little one's arrival, as our wedding anniversary is on October 4th. But, I'm not even sure we'll make it to October before delivering.. so, we'll see!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">All in all, I just still can't believe it. Another little baby bird for the Eagle family. We'll be a family of FIVE - a whole hand's worth of people. I can't wait! ...but I can. Take your time, little one. This mama still has to pack our hospital bags :P</span></div>
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Y'all, I knew I wouldn't post nearly as much about this pregnancy, just with time constraints and a busy life with two kids... but I didn't expect that I wouldn't post a single update until I was 75% of the way through it!<br />
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Time is flying so fast these days. I feel like I say that all of the time on here, but it has seriously kicked into overdrive this past year. I mean, it's AUGUST for crying out loud!<br />
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Maybe it's the fact that I have 2, well 3 counting my belly, kids but I literally feel the days slipping through my fingers. Or maybe it's because I'll officially be on my way to my late twenties by the end of the month. Yikes. Not that I have any problems with getting older (I know that I'm still so young!) but my mom sure made me feel old this weekend when she thought I was turning a year younger and then freaked when she realized how "close" I am to turning 30, ha!<br />
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Either way, time is flying, this pregnancy is flying, and there is nothing that I can do to slow it down. I can only enjoy it, and I have been.<br />
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Little man is always wriggling around in my belly. We've reached the point where sleep is hard, breathing is hard, sitting down for too long is hard because there's not much space in my torso for the little motorcycle-helmet sized baby and all of my organs (i.e.: my lungs, mostly) so it just can be super uncomfortable -- especially when he is trying to do some roundhouse kicks to my ribs.<br />
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All of that said, I LOVE IT. I love being pregnant. Sure, you're tired and miserable, moody, and your body quite literally doesn't belong to just you anymore; but it is the most rewarding and amazing experience that I have gone through. Feeling these not-so-little baby kicks and hiccups and knowing that another little person that you (and your significant other) created is just weeks away from meeting you, it's so surreal. You're literally creating a person... how awesome is that?!<br />
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Many people have asked if we're done having children after this baby. I haven't felt committed 100% to any answer that I have come up with so far. I've maintained that another is not entirely off of the table at this point - but, ask me that in a few more months or even a year from now, and my answer may just be a song of a different tune. ;) I haven't felt like this is my <i>last pregnancy</i> but who knows. All I can tell you is that it is certainly <i style="font-weight: bold;">not</i> in the plan to have another for at least 2-3 more years after this, if at all.<br />
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Be back with more soon!<br />
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PS- Aren't the floors gorgeous in the picture above!? They're the ones in the baby's room and they are hopefully getting sealed tonight so that we can start working on the painting (the trim, ceiling, and walls) this weekend. Eeeeeeek!<br />
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<br />Sara E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11825796977248625831noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770643443261861900.post-53651591111913294522016-07-29T08:02:00.001-04:002016-07-29T08:02:04.236-04:00Five on FridayLife has been so crazy lately and I keep wanting to get on here to document all that is going on with us, but the time to do so just seems to elude me. And then when I do manage to find the time, this pregnancy has me run so ragged that I just want to lay on the couch and let my belly hang out, ha!<br />
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So, I figured, what better way to play catch up than with a quick list of five things that have been going on as of late with this nest of ours:<br />
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2 - In the same token, would you hate me if I said I'm ready for fall already? Just thinking about wearing layers and feeling that crisp, autumn air (instead of sweating my butt off in a t-shrit and shorts) has me all sorts of excited! Plus, fall = baby time!<br />
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3 - Even with this heat, I am <i style="font-weight: bold;">ready</i> (so ready!) to tackle baby boy's room. We were hoping to sand down the hardwoods in his room last weekend, but that ended up not happening. So, I sure hope that we can get it done this weekend. We have it basically all prepped, other than replacing a few boards near the door before we get started and the sander is on hold for us to rent at our local hardware store, so it looks like it's all green lights from here! My only concern with this floors is that they're old; and old floors creak. And babies and creaky wood floors do not mix well when you are trying to lay them down in their crib and sneak away, undetected. Perhaps the area rug we purchased will help cushion our footsteps just a little enough? We'll see! ;)<br />
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4 - Has anyone<a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt3631112/"> seen the trailer</a> for The Girl on the Train, yet? Oh man, it looks super good! I loved Gone Girl and I feel like it has a similar dark, suspenseful vibe to it. So, last week I decided I should read the book to see how/if I really like it. Besides, I think it's best to ready books-turned-movies before you see the actual movie so you know more of the details that they just couldn't fit or had to change in the film to make it work.<br />
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I read the <a href="https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/the-girl-on-the-train/id892869112?mt=11">sample off of iBooks</a> in, like, two minutes (I was hooked!) and had the hubs download it for me. I finished it that weekend since Peyton was away at the beach with some family and I had a little more time to myself. Seriously, so good, guys! I'll probably have to read it again before the movie comes out, since that isn't until the beginning of October... which should be when we're having a baby! So, who knows if the hubs and I will be going on a date to see it with my big belly in tow.<br />
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5 - I had to take my 28 week glucose test this week (I'm 29 weeks, 30 on Tuesday - oops!) and I was dreading it. I just had this feeling that it was going to come back high and that I would have to take the 3 hour test. Buuuuut, lucky me, I passed! Hashtag confetti cone emoji. I celebrated afterwards by indulging in some Dunkin Donuts, because tired mamas run on Dunkin, amiright?<br />
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6- (sorry, but I have to include this one!) Three years ago, this past Wednesday, I woke up to the sweetest and best thing a lady could wake up to: a marriage proposal! (<a href="http://theeaglesnestblog.blogspot.com/2013/07/if-im-bird-then-youre-bird.html">Original post: here.</a>) I can't believe it's been 3 years since that day that Nick asked me to spend forever with him, but at the same time, it seems like forever ago. This is going to sound cheesy, but I know that I am so blessed to be with someone who loves me the way he does and to spend our lives together, loving on our little ones, too. </div>
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After much thought and hard work, I <b><i>finally</i></b> present to you the design board for our newest little man's nursery! I am so proud of the look that I've come up with thus far (it's always subject to change) and I am chomping at the bit to get started on making this dream come to fruition. </div>
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Peyton's nursery was a <b>BRIGHT</b> pink and orange and kind of overboard with the crib bedding, wallpaper border, lamp, mobile, etc. allllll matching. It was super cute... but just not where I want to go now. Even Everett's room was kind of a bold color choice, though his "theme" is way more toned down and I actually still love his room.</div>
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You can see Rhett's nursery reveal <a href="http://theeaglesnestblog.blogspot.com/2015/04/baby-boys-nursery.html">here</a>.</div>
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I think I've learned my lesson that, although I love bold color choices, they are best saved for accents in a room and <i style="font-weight: bold;">not</i> an all over wall color - at least for my personal design taste anyways. I say this as I'm sitting in our <i>TEAL</i> living room... with the navy and yellow dining room right next door. To mention that I am dying to repaint the whole downstairs would be the understatement of the year.</div>
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But, I digress. I am really craving a super light gray color on the walls for this room. Just enough gray to give some contrast to all of the white pieces I am hoping to fill the room with, but light enough to keep the space bright and airy-feeling. </div>
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Our next door neighbors moved not too long ago and one morning, they left this beautiful old rocking chair out on the curb for the garbage truck. Luckily, I scooped it right up and brought it over to our house and I have big plans to sand it down and paint it either white or a shade of blue or grey. I wanted a rocker/glider for little man's room and, since Rhett's current glider doesn't really match the design for this space, I was more than happy to come across this relatively inexpensive alternative!</div>
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Speaking of inexpensive alternatives, I LOVE the aqua floor pouf from Land of Nod... but also don't want to spend $100 on something to prop my feet up on. I'm hoping that maybe I can find some beautiful aqua colored yarn and knit my own cover for an ottoman that we already have; or maybe find some other (less expensive) option. But it sure is pretty. #swoon</div>
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We will be ripping up the carpet here soon and refinishing the hardwoods in his room, and I am pretty undecided regarding stain. Do we go dark? Light? Paint them?! So many options. So little ability to make a decision easily on my part. Oy. </div>
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Overall, my idea is to keep it clean and simple, with basing the accent colors of the room off of the whale print - that I plan to purchase in either an 8x10 or 11x14 to place above the crib and hopefully have Nick build a simple wood frame for.</div>
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Sara E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11825796977248625831noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770643443261861900.post-73412023333448632592016-07-06T07:39:00.002-04:002016-07-06T07:39:14.578-04:00Our third baby bird // Nursery ProgressWasn't it just yesterday that we were getting a room ready for Everett?! It sure feels like it. Except now we're prepping for our second little man to join us, and it is just as exciting! These are a few of the pins that I've come across that have inspired my design for little man numero dos' nursery:<br />
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I'm loving this color palette ^^ and can't wait to turn this room into the bright, airy space that I am envisioning. The thought is to go with a little bit of a whale theme, but not go overboard with it. Just enough to hint at the idea of it and give the room a little bit of direction.<br />
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This pregnancy has gone so very fast. I mean, I'm already at week 25. Which means there's only a little more than 14 weeks left to go at this point and that really only translates to about 3.5 months. When you think about the fact that pregnancy is basically a 10 month process... we're really down to what seems like the end of it here! That third trimester is right around the corner, my friends.<br />
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So, in true Eagle fashion, we are (and by we, I mean my husband is) having to work pretty hard on getting some substantial room renovating done before we can actually start putting together baby's nursery.<br />
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The room that we are putting baby in was dubbed "The Lizard Room" as it held a Bearded Dragon, Frilled Dragon, Vietnamese Mossy Frog, a Veiled Chameleon and a Chinchilla. Unfortunately, the Chinchilla and the Bearded Dragon both passed away recently, however the remaining animals were sent upstairs to the other half of the attic (opposite of where our bedroom currently is) to help clear out that room for little man #2. Because of there being lizards and technically a small rodent living in what is now "Baby's room", there is a whole lot of cleaning that needs done.<br />
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My main goal is to rip up the carpet that is in that room because 1- it's old, 2- the animals were stinky and I just want it gone, 3- there is a salad plate sized hole near one of the windows due to one of the heat lamps for the lizards falling and burning a perfect hole into the carpet (basically in the very first week that we moved into this house. So glad it didn't catch on fire and just stayed contained beneath the lamp!). Unfortunate as the hole in the carpet is, it actually revealed some pretty decent hardwoods underneath of it and since that day that we found out that little bit of information, I have been daydreaming of the potential that room holds with some pretty, refinished floors!<br />
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Neutral but with some blues thrown in. Whale inspired but not theme-overload. Simple and not over the top. Those are my thoughts going in to the design of this space for our new, sweet boy.<br />
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Can't wait to get the room cleared out, the floors finished, and start decorating. Like I said, little man will be here before we know it!<br />
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Sara E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11825796977248625831noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770643443261861900.post-52250603525794753202016-05-29T10:14:00.000-04:002016-05-29T10:14:28.591-04:00In Bloom<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Every Spring, I hold my breath and wait for our peony bushes to bloom. They run basically the whole length of our sidewalk and they are so beautiful. Unfortunately, this year it seems they're literally all blooming at once which means that in a week or so, they'll all be gone. But for now, I'll enjoy every square inch of them.</div>
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Yesterday morning I went to open up the windows to let some fresh air in before the heat took over and was greeted by this rose bush explosion. Love, love, love me some peach roses and I am SO happy that we have this giant bush to call our own and I'll be sad to leave it whenever we move.<br />
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Seriously, my most favorite flowers. Wish you could smell them! ;) Also: Peyton calls peonies, "panties" and it. Is. Hilarious.<br />
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Sara E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11825796977248625831noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770643443261861900.post-29488810375681900762016-05-21T09:48:00.000-04:002016-05-21T09:48:11.122-04:00The Summer of the ZooFor Peyton's birthday this year, my Mom was amazing and bought her/(us) a zoo membership! Not only does she love anything having to do with animals, but so do we! AND, best part? It makes for a relatively inexpensive and fun family outing for the summer weekends to come.<br />
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Last weekend, we decided to give it a go and, even though the forecast that day mostly called for rain, the few hours we were there were sunny, breezy and pure perfection!<br />
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Goobers at lunch. The food, albeit a little pricey, was actually really good! And we managed to nab two souvenir cups for future trips, which is a definite plus and a necessity for the hotter days of summer to come.</div>
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Pretending to feed the little blue penguin her animal crackers.</div>
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Aaaaand he <i>finally</i> took a nap! #doublehighfiveemoji</div>
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We didn't get to spend the whole day there, but we did have a great time and I can see numerous trips back this summer in our future. Though, with the more pregnant I get and the hotter the temps are, I might need to be the one pushed around in a stroller. Thank you for the membership, GiGi!</div>
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There's ANOTHER baby Eagle hatching in October 2016!</div>
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This is such an exciting surprise for us and we are so thrilled to be adding yet another sweet little babe to our family, albeit much quicker than we had planned. ;)<br />
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Peyton is, of course, over the moon excited! She quite literally asks me every 5 minutes "How is that little baby doing, Mom?". She is the most adorable little mother hen, and I am so grateful for her caring heart. She is also dead-set on this baby being a girl. I sure hope her little self isn't too terribly upset if she's stuck with another brother. :P Everett is none the wiser, but I am sure he will be looking forward to having a younger brother or sister to play with!<br />
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Ah! Here we go! <i>AGAIN.</i><br />
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<br />Sara E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11825796977248625831noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770643443261861900.post-13273468534628277802016-03-10T17:47:00.001-05:002016-03-10T17:48:59.372-05:00Everett Orion // You're One!<div style="text-align: center;">
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You are one year old. You are a toddler, no longer an infant.<br />
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When? .... How? .... What??<br />
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That went so fast. It flew. Every single month just <i>whooosh!</i> Gone in an instant.<br />
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You're the brightest, funniest, chunkiest little man. And we love you so.<br />
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My goodness, sweet boy, I'm fearful of closing my eyes even to blink anymore. Before I know it, you'll be 5... and then 13... and then 18...<br />
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Time, you sure are tricky. Be good to us.<br />
Happy 1 year, Everett Orion.<br />
Mama loves you.<br />
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Sara E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11825796977248625831noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770643443261861900.post-29111639822261167662016-01-18T16:26:00.000-05:002016-01-18T16:39:06.348-05:00TEN months // Everett OrionFor some reason, 10 seems like a much scarier number. Maybe it's the double digits that are giving me heart palpitations? Maybe it's the new year that makes it feel totally different than last month? Or maybe it's simply the fact that you are going to be ONE YEAR OLD in 2 months! Gosh sir. You are growing like a weed. These years are surely getting shorter and shorter the older that I get.<br />
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<b>Stats| </b>I have no clue how long you are! Miraculously, you have maintained your weight from last month to this month. At your doctor appointment (for a terrible cough and runny nose) last week, you were around 24.6 lbs - Though, I was sure you were pushing 30. ;) Your hair is still the same: wiry, dark blonde, not growing. I am waiting, wishing, and hoping for the curls to come.<br />
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<b>Nicknames|</b> Rhett, Stinky boy, Baby man, Sweet man, Sweet boy, Sass-a-man and Honey man.<br />
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<b>Eats|</b> Nothing new to report here. All of the same foods. Santa did bring you a new sippy cup in your stocking, though! I am certain that by this age, Peyton was holding her own baba but you seem to be pretty content just letting us take care of that for you. ;)<br />
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<b>Sleep| </b>You've transitioned to a bed time of about 7:30-7:45 instead of the sometimes 8:45 you used to wait until. Most of the time you sleep until around 7am though I think that you make wake up sooner than that some days, but you don't really complain and demand that someone come in to pick you up. You're pretty content just playing and rolling around in your crib until one of us comes in to get you.<br />
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<b>Clothes and Diapers|</b> Still squeezing into 12 month items, though I can tell they're getting snug as well. As far as diapers, you're hanging on to the size 4s... but I think the 5s are probably right around the corner for us.<br />
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<b>Loves|</b> To chew. On everything. And everyone. // Chewing leads to eating, which you also love to do. You could eat just about anything, I am certain. // Moving in general. Whether it's swinging your arms around, crawling like a mad man, or standing up while holding on to anything that supports you. // Still trying to take your shoes or socks off. Santa brought you shoes for Christmas and you just weren't a fan of them. // Any person that you meet. You are the happiest and the smile-iest baby in the whole entire universe. // Being nakie! As evidenced by this next photo...<br />
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<b style="text-align: center;">Dislikes| </b><span style="text-align: center;">Being sick, which you have been for the past 2 weeks. Your first ear infection (and Mama's!) and hopefully our last. // This correlates with <i style="font-weight: bold;">hating</i> having your boogies wiped off and sucked out of your nose. // When mama tries to do anything but hold you or pay attention to you. // HATS. No sir, you are not a hat-wearing baby. You even got an adorable fox beanie for Christmas that straps on to your head so you can't rip it off as easily... but you still take it off the moment I get you out to the car. // Still not a big fan of diapie changes. There is the rare occasion where you are distracted by something else and I can manage to get through it without much of a hassle. // Clipping your nails. Fingers or toes, does not matter because regardless you are <i>not</i> a fan.</span><br />
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<b>Milestones|</b> The gibberish continues and I am so excited to witness your little mind learning new things. // Still no solo walking. In fact, you even rarely like to walk with us helping you. You would much rather crawl. // You can wave "hello", give "high fives", and shake your head "no"... but it's all on your own terms. // You're also becoming an expert on "giving kisses" and "hugs". Which totally melts my mama heart. // Dada bought you a toothbrush yesterday and so far, you don't like it one bit! But I can not believe you're old enough to need a toothbrush! Goodness.<br />
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<b>Events|</b> Y'all, this mudroom still isn't done. I sure hope by next month we can check that project off of our to-do list. // We celebrated your first Christmas! And boy was it magical. As much as I thought you would be all about ripping the wrapping paper apart, you proved me wrong and really didn't pay it any attention. There are a few toys that you absolutely love and I am so glad Santa brought them for you. It was absolutely wonderful being able to celebrate the morning with your sister here with us and being able to sip my coffee while watching the two of you dive in to the chaos that is Christmas morning, I was in heaven. // We also took a unexpected trip to West Virginia to visit Dada's family who lives there. The unfortunate part of that visit was the reason that it initiated; your Great Pap passed away on December 30th. The silver lining is that he went on his own terms, before having to be taken off of the machines that were keeping him alive, and he was completely surrounded by his family (including you, your sister, me and Dad). // We rang in the new year and were reminded that every year seems shorter than the last and family is the most important aspect of life.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">^^This picture will for sure be pulled out to show all future girlfriends, ha!^^</td></tr>
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Can't wait to see what month 11 holds for you, sweet boy!<br />
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Sara E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11825796977248625831noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770643443261861900.post-59267668404486262302016-01-17T11:20:00.001-05:002016-01-17T11:20:10.709-05:00Toy Favorites // Ten Months<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<a href="http://www.amazon.com/Baby-Einstein-Along-Tunes-Musical/dp/B000YDDF6O/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1452726993&sr=8-3&keywords=little+einsteins+toy">Little Einstein Take Along Toy</a> | <a href="http://www.target.com/p/fisher-price-brilliant-basics-rock-a-stack/-/A-14773010">Fisher Price Brilliant Basics Rock-A-Stack</a> | <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fisher-Price-Laugh-Learn-Stages-Puppys/dp/B00J9309F0/ref=sr_1_1?s=toys-and-games&ie=UTF8&qid=1452805871&sr=1-1&keywords=fisher+price+smart+stages+train">Fisher Price Laugh & Learn Puppy's Smart Train</a> | <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fisher-Price-Brilliant-Basics-Babys-Blocks/dp/B000LSZVKA/ref=pd_sim_21_7?ie=UTF8&dpID=41W2ac1zkDL&dpSrc=sims&preST=_AC_UL160_SR160%2C160_&refRID=1341ZTR14MP7ZX75ACPB">Fischer Price Brilliant Basics Baby's First Blocks</a> | <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Bright-Starts-Lots-Links-Accessory/dp/B001ABZGU2/ref=pd_sim_21_39?ie=UTF8&dpID=511SncJFsoL&dpSrc=sims&preST=_AC_UL160_SR160%2C160_&refRID=0T8T8HTFXBDD1YVTJ9R7">Bright Starts Lots of Links Accessory Toy</a></div>
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I thought I'd share a few of Everett's tried and true favorite toys that he has acquired over the course of his almost a year of growing. Gah! "Almost a year"... not ready for that yet.<br />
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Anyways, even though Rhett has more toys than hours in the day, these are simply the ones that he has used and played with the most.<br />
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The Little Einstein Take Along Toy is known in our house as <b><i>THE TOY</i></b>. It is so popular, in fact, that we bought not just one, but two - to make sure that he has one at GiGi's house during the day. The best part is that Nick's mom actually bought an additional (making a grand total of 3 of these things) one for Rhett for Christmas. In her defense, she didn't know we were already well stocked on such a contraption and Amazon actually had it listed as a top toy for babies for the year. Amazon sure got that right. Little man loves it because it's easy for him to hold, fun for him to chew/gnaw on, and the button is super easy for him to push so that he can make it light up and make noise -- all very important factors when selecting a toy as a baby, I'm sure.<br />
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The Rock-A-Stack and Train were also Christmas presents that seem to be the biggest hit. He has a blast unstacking the rings as I rush to stack them again and again. The same goes for the Baby's First Blocks. He loves to pull all of the blocks out of the box as I try to put them all away again. (And it's an added bonus that the blocks we have are from when Peyton was a baby. There are one or two missing, but I am proud of us for holding on to them for so long, ha!)<br />
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The links are obviously wonderful for keeping toys together or attached to the car seat when we are out and about, since he is such a big fan of throwing his toys out of reach (as evidenced by his extreme enjoyment of destructing the Rock-A-Stack and blocks, haha).<br />
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Of course he hast tons of other toys that he loves and plays with every day (<i>thanks, GiGi and Nonna!</i>), but I feel that these are his most favorite of them all and the ones that I would be sure to recommend to any one else with little ones.<br />
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<i><b><span style="font-size: large;">xo,</span></b></i></div>
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<i><b><span style="font-size: large;">Sara</span></b></i></div>
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Sara E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11825796977248625831noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770643443261861900.post-62670146673723715462015-12-17T22:10:00.001-05:002015-12-17T22:10:20.730-05:009 months || Everett Orion<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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9 months in, 9 months out! From here on out you'll have been outside of my belly longer than you were in it and that just makes me sad. I can't believe you're already N I N E whole months old. <i style="font-weight: bold;">Where </i>does the time go? Just... where? Before I know it, I'm gonna turn around and you'll be nine YEARS old. But, let's not get too far ahead of ourselves.<br />
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<b>Length| </b>So tall! I don't have an exact height/length for you right now. I'll get ya at your 10 month mark, promise.<br />
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<b>Weight| </b>About 25lbs. Super chunk. I mean, you're just the most scrumptious butterball I've ever seen.<br />
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<b>Hair|</b> Nothing new or crazy to report. Your hair is still growing steadily. It's definitely wiry like your Dadda's, so I'm keeping my fingers crossed for some sweet baby curls in your future!<br />
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<b>Eyes|</b> So bright and happy, as always.<br />
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<b>Nicknames|</b> Rhett, Stinky man, Honey man, Little man, you get the picture ;)<br />
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<b>Eats|</b> Puffs, puffs, and more puffs. Cheese. All sorts of baby foods. You seem to really like fruit, but you are honestly willing to eat just about anything. Which is awesome! Pickles and lemons don't even phase you. Also to be noted, we were at the store this weekend and I realized that we only have a few more months of buying formula - thank goodness!<br />
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<b>Sleep| </b>Keep up the awesome sleeping habits, sweet man! You are down for the count anywhere between 7:30 and 8:30 (sometimes 8:45ish if you're feeling rambunctious). You nap fairly regularly. I can almost always count on you to fall asleep on the ride home from GiGi's around 3ish for a few minutes. Though, your sister has been giving us quite the run for our money when it comes to bedtime. Ever since she got this GI bug a few weeks ago, shes been waking up in the middle of the night 1-2 times a night just crying and calling for us. Nothing is ever really wrong, but she just wants us to come comfort her and stay with her. Poor girl. I am just thankful that you aren't both up and calling for us all hours of the night. #knockonwood<br />
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<b>Clothes|</b> I'd say that we're limited to 12-18 month clothes. It's so crazy to think that you once fit into a newborn onesie... I mean, how were you ever that small when you're so big now?!<br />
<b><br /></b><b>Diapers| </b>Size 4, still. And back to the pampers. You potty trained yet?<br />
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<b>Loves|</b> Mom, Dad, Sister, EVERYONE. // Everything that we talked about last month (which is basically everything in the world). // Being silly and laughing. // Crawling ALL OVER the place so super fast and getting into anything and everything. Especially when you know one of us is chasing after you and you think you're escaping. ;) // When we get ready to go out to the bus stop when Peyton comes home; I swear you know what's happening and that you soon get to see her. // Eating! Good gravy, to you love to eat. // Being naked. If it wasn't for the fact that you would make a huge mess without a diaper on, I am 100% certain you would be pleased as punch to roam the house sans-diaper. // The Christmas tree. I've caught you quite a few times trying to pull off some ornaments or just grab a hold of the branches. // Taking off your shoes and socks, especially in the car. // Trying to rip out my hair on the daily, haha.<br />
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<b>Milestones|</b> You can say Mama now! and all sorts of other gibberish including but not limited to: rara, mama, dabama, and ahhhhhbda. // You can stand up all on your own for a handful of seconds and I am sure that you will be <strike>walking</strike> running around in no time flat. // You are becoming even more interested in eating whatever food we are eating and you even go as far as to try to drink out of my glass with me whenever I take a sip of something. // Along the same lines, your dexterity is improving to the point that whatever you pick up with your tiny (I mean chubby) pincher fingers actually goes in your mouth with better aim now. // You are also becoming more conscious of when you are doing something bad... but you think it's hilarious! Oh man, are we in for some trouble.<br />
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<b>Events|</b> Still working on finishing up that mudroom! We'll get there, though. We've just had a few hiccups. // We went to visit Mama's friend Kristin and her sweet new baby boy, Adrian. I can't wait to see you two grow up together since you are only a few months apart. // We celebrated Thanksgiving and it was so much fun! Love me some turkey dinner. // You met Santa for the first time! We went to Rocky Ridge Christmas Magic with your sister and your cousin Noah and you loved looking at all of the lights. // Before that even, we went and got your first Christmas tree! We were on the ball this year and went the Saturday after Thanksgiving to pick one out. Normally, we're scrambling to get to the tree farm around the middle of December. // Christmas is sneaking up<b><i> so</i></b> quick and I have been so thrilled preparing for the holiday with you and your sister. This year is our year to have Peyton with us on Christmas morning and I remember how excited I was when I realized last year that you two would be able to spend your first Christmas morning together.<br />
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Sometimes life can get a little crazy, ya know?<br />
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There's stress everywhere you turn. Especially around the holidays.<br />
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No matter how hard you try to be positive, the negativity can just catch up with you.<br />
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The kids are driving you up the wall, the laundry is piled waaaay too high (clean and dirty, in multiple areas of the house), the sink has become a mountain of dirty dishes and you haven't had a shower in an embarrassing number of days. You feel like you don't get anything accomplished and that every day seems to mull together into one big blur of work, kids, eat, sleep, repeat. And can I just say one more thing? Bills.<br />
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But. There's always a but isn't there?<br />
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Those are such minuscule things.<br />
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I can honestly look at those "complaints" and come back with:<br />
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Those kids driving you crazy?... they're YOUR babies. Your precious little ones that bring so much joy and happiness to your world. Do you know how many people dream and pray to have sweet children of their own? Do you know how lucky you are?<br />
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That laundry? Well, 1- you are fortunate enough to not only have money to buy clothes, but also to have running water to wash them in. 2-So what if they sit in piles? Instead of spending your evenings arduously folding laundry, you chose to spend it with your family.<br />
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The dishes? Same thing.<br />
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The shower? Eh. One day. One day there will come a time when you can take an uninterrupted, lengthy shower. And it will be glorious. Absolutely glorious. But for now, just buy stock in dry shampoo and baby wipes.<br />
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Having to go to work everyday? YOU HAVE A JOB. You have the means to provide for you family. You have another purpose in life, outside of the home. You are a part of a team.<br />
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Bills to pay? You have heat, electric, reliable cars, food to eat, health insurance, you get the picture. Money is not everything.<br />
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<i>Family is everything and happiness is what you make it.</i> Cheesy, corny goodness - but it's the truth!<br />
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It's important to take a step back every now and then to realize what exactly you are taking for granted.<br />
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Take a deep breath. You've got this. Life is good. Oh, so good.<br />
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Dream big or go home, right? That is the theme of this year's wishlist. There are a few items that are realistic and necessary... and then there are the extras that are more of a luxury than a necessity.<br />
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<b>One |</b> I have been using the same phone case for nearly a year now (which is a serious record for me, let me tell you). I am loving this <a href="http://www.shopsonix.com/index.php/cases/new-iphone/indigo.html">Indigo case</a> from Sonix for a fancy, decorative case. Then, there is the practical and protective <a href="http://www.amazon.com/LifeProof-iPhone-Version-Packaging-AVALANCHE/dp/B00NCJ4CGY/ref=sr_1_3?s=wireless&ie=UTF8&qid=1448745235&sr=1-3&keywords=iphone+6+case+lifeproof">Lifeproof case</a> (which makes much more sense having a six year old and an 8 month old, since both like to steal my phone frequently).<br />
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<b>Two |</b> Y'all should see the current condition of our measuring cups and spoons. We have been using them since we moved into our apartment years ago and they have taken a serious beating. These <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Amco-Measuring-Cup-Spoon-Set/dp/B00009PGN9/ref=sr_1_35?s=kitchen&ie=UTF8&qid=1448755918&sr=1-35&keywords=measuring+spoon+and+cup+set">stainless steel ones </a>would be a perfect new addition to our kitchen and I am sure that they would be used just about everyday.<br />
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<b>Three |</b> In the same token, our poor pots and pans have just about had enough. They weren't super high quality to begin with, so after daily use for years, they've just given up. <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Cook-Home-12-Piece-Stainless-Steel/dp/B007TIN0GW/ref=sr_1_1?s=kitchen&ie=UTF8&qid=1448755232&sr=1-1&refinements=p_n_feature_four_browse-bin%3A2242056011">This set</a> not only looks pretty, but looks like it would function perfectly for our family.<br />
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<b>Four |</b> I take it back, the theme of this wishlist must be "Sara has been using this for far too long and <i><strike>needs</strike></i> would like a new one". Since August of 2013, I have practically been using my beloved target tote bag every day (with a few brief stints of a diaper bag/purse and the comebacks of one or two old purses). I saw this <a href="http://www.target.com/p/women-s-crochet-pocket-tote-handbag-brown/-/A-16618817#prodSlot=_1_13">crochet pocket bag</a> on a lady at the Christmas tree farm we went to yesterday, and I fell in love. I've been looking for a cute cross-body bag, and this one totally fits the bill.<br />
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<b>Five |</b> These chairs! Oh, I love these chairs. Again, we have had the same clearance-purchase counter stools for years. I never truly loved the ones we have, but I think <a href="http://www.target.com/p/carlisle-backed-24-counter-stool-set-of-2/-/A-17187044?lnk=rec|pdp|related_prods_vv|pdpv1#item-target-reviews-link">these Carlisle stools</a> would just be the perfect pair. I realized, after I made this picture, that I actually had looked up <i>bar stools</i> and it turns out that the counter stools aren't actually available right now - which is a serious bummer. But, I have my fingers crossed that they will be available again one day! They do come in a <a href="http://www.target.com/p/carlisle-metal-24-counter-stool-set-of-2/-/A-14604480?lnk=rec|pdp|related_prods_vv|pdpv1">back-less version</a>... but with having little ones around the house, I think we're definitely going to need the backs.<br />
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<b>Six | </b>On the weekends, I basically live in comfy pajamas and this <a href="http://shop.nordstrom.com/s/pj-salvage-thermal-knit-sleep-shirt/4122810">thermal night shirt</a> looks like it is right up my alley. And the way it covers your hands and has the thumb holes? Oh that is COZY with a capital C.<br />
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<b>Seven |</b> One can never have too many travel mugs! In fact, I really don't have any good quality ones as of late. I broke my favorite Starbucks foxy mug from years ago and the cheap-o ones I purchased from Walmart just don't keep my coffee warm enough now that the temps are dropping outside. <a href="http://www.jcpenney.com/keurig-14-oz-stainless-steel-travel-mug/prod.jump?ppId=pp5006181311&selectedSKUId=78003370018&selectedLotId=7800337&fromBag=true&quantity=1&cm_mmc=ShoppingFeed-_-GooglePLA-_-Travel%20Mugs-_-78003370018&utm_medium=cse&utm_source=google&utm_campaign=travel%20mugs&utm_content=78003370018&gclid=Cj0KEQiA4eqyBRDUh7Omv9vCtsoBEiQAspfs8pNJg9PjCYIei9Y2LFUFTQA-WtrrRjxKCNBiw6ApmywaAkUy8P8HAQ&kwid=productads-plaid^67369615778-sku^78003370018-adType^PLA-device^c-adid^45810124178">This Keurig mug</a> would be perfect, especially since it would fit beneath the coffee machine just right.<br />
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<b>Eight |</b> I love, love, love Bath and Body Works' candles! Gosh, they all smell so good. But this <a href="http://www.bathandbodyworks.com/product/index.jsp?productId=68483996&cp=12584364.13311121">Mahogany Teakwood Candle</a> takes the cake. I don't frequently purchase candles; However, when I do they burn almost all day long. There is just something so comforting, especially during the winter months, about having a candle burning at home.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><i>Sara</i></b></span></div>
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<br />Sara E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11825796977248625831noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770643443261861900.post-87376853692891180452015-11-28T15:48:00.001-05:002015-11-28T15:48:02.762-05:00Thanksgiving 2015Oh boy, y'all. My heart (and my stomach!) are so full.<br />
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Thanksgiving is my <b><u><i>favorite</i></u></b>. The food. The family. The love. The gratitude. I adore it all.</div>
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My duties this year were to make something chocolate-y (Paula Deen's <a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/paula-deen/pine-bark-recipe.html?soc=socialsharingpinterest">Pine Bark</a> - so <i>rich</i> but super tasty) and pumpkin bread. Somehow, our traditional green bean casserole got nixed from the food list but that was okay because there was so much other food to consume the day of.</div>
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On the big day, we woke up slow. Thankfully we didn't have to make too much food since the majority was done the night before. Peyton was dying to make some homemade cranberry juice as a special treat for everyone, so we prepared that via <a href="http://www.ourpaleolife.com/recipe/homemade-cranberry-juice/">this recipe</a>.</div>
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As breakfast was munched and the parade played on the television, we then decorated place cards for everyone that would be attending dinner - Peyton's idea. She is so crafty, that little one of mine.</div>
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This year's feast was held at my Aunt's house and to say that her dining room was packed with family would be an understatement. Everything was delicious, of course. And everyone enjoyed each other's company, of course.</div>
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The evening finished out with singing "Happy Birthday" to my Uncle Bob, everyone enjoying the most delectable of desserts and Rhett playing with pots and pans in the kitchen. We didn't even do black friday shopping this year!! It was so nice to not be out in the stores until dawn, for once.<br />
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I can't believe that next year, Everett will be 20 months old! and Peyton will be 7, almost 8! Gosh, time sure does fly. I am grateful that I have so much to be thankful for and I can only hope that next Thanksgiving will be as wonderful. Now excuse me as I go raid the fridge for some leftovers.<br />
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<b>Length| </b>Just about 28 inches!<br />
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<b>Weight|</b> 23.5 pounds. I think you're starting to plateau a little bit with your chunkiness. But I'm perfectly okay with that! Stay my little (not-so-tiny) baby forever? Yes? Okay. Glad that's settled.<br />
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<b>Hair|</b> You have quite a few lengthy hairs on top of that big ol' noggin of yours. But it's still really not <i>that </i>long. It seems to be getting thicker though, so we're on the right track.</div>
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<b>Eyes|</b> Still hazel, just like your Mama and Dada's.<br />
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<b>Nicknames|</b> Rhett, Sir Chunks-A-Lot, and any combination of chunky man, baby boy, little man, sweet boy, sweet man, etc.<br />
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<b>Eats|</b> You love your puffs! And graham crackers. And fried plantains. And dust bunnies. And toys. And basically anything you can get your chunky little hands on. In all seriousness though, you eat just about anything that we try to feed you. Which is way different than your sister's current eating habits. ;) Let's hope we can continue to keep your diet so varied, even for so little a person.<br />
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<b>Sleep| </b>You are such a rock star sleeper, Everett! Gone are the days of bedtime protesting (as long as you aren't overly tired and cranky). You fall asleep around 9pm and wake up somewhere between 6 and 8 - mostly around 7/7:30am.<br />
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<b>Clothes|</b> Well, today I squeezed you into 6-9 month pants but they are certainly busting at the seams. Your wardrobe ranges from 6-9 mo. all the way up to 18 mo.! We just went through all of your drawers and put away the 0-6 month items (which made me so very sad). I can't even believe that you once fit into those tiny newborn onesies. So little!<br />
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<b>Loves|</b> Everybody! Still. You love to eat. You love to chew on anything and everything, particularly magazines and your toys. Speaking of toys, you are absolutely bonkers about <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Baby-Einstein-Along-Tunes-Musical/dp/B000YDDF6O/ref=sr_1_4?s=toys-and-games&ie=UTF8&qid=1447616593&sr=1-4&keywords=little+einsteins">THIS</a> one. It is your favorite-est toy in the whole wide world. I don't know what we would do if we ever lost it. CRAWLING- and just being a squirm in general. You have always loved when I say "TOES!". Remotes, phones, and anything else you aren't supposed to have (<i>like the cat and dog's food bowls, gross!</i>). // Bath time! You are such a little water babe and love to splash around in your tub. It makes me wish we had a regular sized tub to bathe you in (and, let's be real, for mama to take her own bubble baths in) but for now, we don't. One day, that will happen, though!<br />
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<b style="text-align: center;">Dislikes|</b><span style="text-align: center;"> Being tired but not wanting to go to bed. // Not being held when you're cranky. Or tired. Or when you just want to be held. // Still not a fan of Mama trying to get your boogies out of your nose. Don't think that will ever change. // Having your diaper changed! Oh my word, has this gotten so difficult. You want nothing to do with diapie changes anymore. The second we lay you down on the changing pad, you fuss and try to flip yourself over immediately! Sometimes it takes two people just to keep you belly-up for the single minute it takes to get a new diaper on you. // The same goes for changing your clothes. Such. A. Hassle! // Being confined to your jumper or your walker for any period of time, unless you're in a really happy mood.</span><br />
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<b>Milestones|</b> You are a <i>not-so-</i>lean, <i>not-</i>mean<i>-at-all</i>, crawling machine! You zoom all over the house, no problem. We've had to start being more mindful of the things that we leave on the floor or within reach of your tiny little hands. // You can pull yourself up on just about anything and we officially had to lower your crib (the <i>whole </i>way down!). // You will walk while one of us is walking with you, bent over to hold your little hands. // You said your first word!! And it was "Dada". Sure, I was hoping it would be my name ;) ... but watching your Dad's face light up when we heard that word come out of your mouth was priceless. A moment and a feeling that I will not soon forget. // You've started playing peek-a-boo! For a while, one of us would hold you and sway back and forth in a doorway or behind a wall to play peek-a-boo with the other - but now you lean forward and backward all on your own and it is the cutest thing ever! Though, I think everything you do is the cutest thing ever, as parents do. // You have FOUR teeth now! Both bottom and both top in the front. I sure hope you keep that gap between your top two, just like your Dada ;)<br />
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<b>Events|</b> Well, the mudroom that your Dad and Papa Ron are working so hard on renovating, is almost a completed project! #highfivesallaround // Your Dada turned 29... which means he'll be 30 next year. Which means he's definitely an old man! + Papa Ron turned 60 this year. Craziness! We celebrated with Mexican food and margaritas (Not you, though. You just had a baba ;)). // Halloween! You have your first Halloween in the books and, naturally, you dressed up as a tiny, muscle-clad Batman. Your sister, however, made a perfectly beautiful little witch and was more than happy to collect all of the candy for the both of you. We carved pumpkins and watched Charlie Brown. It was a good holiday, for sure. // We have been lucky enough to have GiGi around to watch you every weekday while your Dad and I are at work, but her schedule has gone through a mandatory change with her work that resulted in me having to go part-time at my job. It's bad because that means less in our bank account each month, BUT it's also absolutely great because that just means more time spent with you and your sister during the day. // I am anxiously awaiting this upcoming holiday season so that we can celebrate your first Thanksgiving and Christmas... and to eat some delicious holiday meals because they're my most favorite of the year. I am hoping to start new traditions with you and Peyton that you two will (<i>hopefully</i>) remember forever and <i>maybe</i> pass on to each of your children once day. Being both of your mama is my favorite. I love you, sweet stinky sir.<br />
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Sara E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11825796977248625831noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770643443261861900.post-25078908888044839612015-11-17T22:09:00.001-05:002015-11-17T22:09:09.482-05:00a little bit of life lately:<div style="text-align: center;">
<i>**This post was originally written back at the end of October, but I am just now getting around to posting it... Such is life, am I right?**</i></div>
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It's been a while since I've done any sort of "what we did this week/weekend" update and I know that I will regret not capturing those moments here to reflect on later. This past weekend was simple, but filled with fun - my kind of time well spent!<br />
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On Friday, Peyton went to a fun trick or treat event at a state park with her Dad and his family (one of their yearly traditions) so my Dad and Nick worked on the mudroom for a bit, before we headed out to Home Depot to pick out our "faux wood" tile. I've been so excited to see this room come together because, considering what it looked like before, it is going to look SO much better now! There were decisions to be made about which tile would look better...<br />
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Originally, we had planned on the right - "Rustic Bay", I think it was called) but instead I liked the lighter "Dapple Grey". Ironically, our first picked just looked too "muddy"... for the mudroom ;)</div>
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Saturday started off with a bath for little man. He loves bath time and will splash around and play with his bath toys 'til his little heart is content. </div>
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Nick and my Dad spent the morning working on the mudroom, so Peyton, Rhett and I got ourselves together and hit up the library for some new book selections for my little which, Peyton and then we made the drive to go pick up my Dad's birthday presents (his birthday was Sunday!).</div>
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When we got back, Dada and Papa Ron worked super hard to finish up the mudroom floor.<br />
The day before, they had laid the tile and then Sunday they filled in all of the gaps with a dark grey grout. It looks so good!<br />
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Me, Peyton, and Rhett spent the afternoon preparing for the evening of Papa Ron's post-birthday celebration by baking a cake. Which was, not without a few whisk and spatula licks - because icing is tastyyyy, duh!<br />
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It was a wonderful weekend, indeed. And then that Monday we carved pumpkins and listened to Halloween music. There was also an in-living-room screening of "It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown" that I was more than happy to be a part of. Life with this family of mine could not be better.<br />
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Sara E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11825796977248625831noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770643443261861900.post-19629322810110045892015-11-07T23:06:00.001-05:002015-11-07T23:09:42.637-05:00mudroom inspirationSince we have moved in to our home... actually, since the day that we walked through the house before we even made an offer, we knew that we would want to renovate the mud room.<br />
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It was a dark, very dingy room that was just kind of thrown together and neglected. I think it was actually a porch that was converted into two spaces, our laundry room and mudroom. The laundry room was actually finished out nicely, but the poor mudroom was just in shambles. Considering we almost always enter the house through the mudroom, it was driving us crazy to be greeted by old, nasty carpet, weirdly dark slate blue/grey walls that were peeling, and depending on the season - either freeeeezing or scorching hot temperatures (since it was so poorly insulated).<br />
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Thankfully, after two years of living in our house, we have finally come to a point where we are ready to renovate and make this space the beautiful room it deserves to be! So, I present to you, my design board for this soon-to-be-fresh space of ours:<br />
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Isn't it beautiful?!<br />
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Thanks to Pinterest (<span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://www.studio-mcgee.com/studioblog/2015/9/15/a-classic-home-in-virginia">picture 1</a> and <a href="http://www.studio-mcgee.com/studioblog/2015/2/9/the-midway-house-mudroom">picture 2</a></span>), I've had so much visual inspiration for what I wanted for this space. I craved an area that was fresh and light to walk in to -- as well as a functional and practical place that served as a holding tank for the mountain of shoes that we accumulate during the week as well as for our jackets, winter accessories, and other random things that come with being a family of four (+ a dog!).<br />
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I am a sucker for the bright and airy and ever since I watched my very first episode of Fixer Upper <span style="font-size: x-small;">(Love me some Chip and Jo Jo!)</span>, I've been wanting to implement some shiplap into our home somewhere, <i>anywhere, <strike>everywhere</strike>!</i><br />
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Here's the (<i>rough</i>) floorplan to give you an idea of what we're working with:<br />
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<i>The floors: </i>We laid the tile a few weeks ago and it is just so, so gorgeous that I can't even contain myself. We went with the Porcelain "Wood" Tile in a <a href="http://www.homedepot.com/p/MARAZZI-Montagna-Dapple-Gray-6-in-x-24-in-Porcelain-Floor-and-Wall-Tile-14-53-sq-ft-case-ULM7/205216805">Dapple Gray</a> color and it looks amazing! Originally I had wanted the herringbone pattern on the floors <span style="font-size: x-small;"><i>(similar to pictures in the design board)</i></span>, but we went with just the standard, staggered design and I am pleased as punch with the way it turned out. We are thinking that eventually we will want to lay a similar tile in the kitchen and foyer and I was worried that having the herringbone in the mudroom compared to the regular design in the rest of the rooms would just not look right.<br />
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<i>The benches: </i>Next up from the floor would be the bench(es). I wanted a place where the kids could sit down and either put on or take off their shoes. We came up with an L-shaped bench with half of it being closed off on the bottom and having an opening top for storage (think: hats, gloves, scarves, umbrellas, etc.) and the other half being open on the bottom to keep all of the shoes out of the way. So, I was thinking of making the bottom portion of the storage bench a white shiplap frame and then having the <a href="https://www.pinterest.com/pin/39758409187801774/">seats</a> resemble the reclaimed wood pictured at the top.<br />
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<i>The walls: </i>I'm still not sure what I want to do about the walls. I would love to shiplap the whole room! Buuut, I think Nick would kill me after all of the hard work he has done on the dry wall in that room. So, we shall see what we come up with. For now, I'm definitely thinking to keep all of the walls a <a href="http://www.behr.com/consumer/ColorDetailView/GR-W15">neutral white</a> to keep the space feeling bright, since it is such a small room.<br />
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<i>The doors:</i> Months ago I painted our kitchen door that beautiful Robin's Egg blue color with <a href="https://www.blogger.com/door%20paint%20http://www.homedepot.com/p/Rust-Oleum-Universal-12-oz-All-Surface-Matte-Robins-Egg-Spray-Paint-and-Primer-in-One-282812/205320459">spray paint</a> from Home Depot. I absolutely fell in love with it and, to this day, I am still so happy when I walk into the kitchen and see it. I am not quite committed to painting the outside door any other color than white, so that'll probably stay a blank canvas until the room is mostly complete and I can gauge what color would suite it best.<br />
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<i>The coat hooks:</i> We have these <a href="http://www.homedepot.com/p/Liberty-Small-Scroll-Edge-Coat-and-Hat-Decorative-Hook-in-Venetian-Bronze-B42329Z-VBR-C/202020982" style="text-align: center;">hooks</a> in our foyer and I think they are so classic looking. I am super excited about putting some at not only adult height, but kid height so that it's easier for Peyton, Rhett, and any future little ones to hang up their own jackets or backpacks.<br />
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<i>The ceiling:</i> First, and foremost, we've already purchased and hung this <a href="http://www.homedepot.com/p/Home-Decorators-Collection-1-Light-Industrial-Gloss-White-Ceiling-Metal-Pendant-25395-20/202786148">light fixture</a> and I can't tell you just how beautiful it is! We tried it with an Edison bulb, but the light that it gave off was just too yellow. So, for now we just have a regular light bulb there. As far as the ceiling goes, if we don't end up decking the whole room out in shiplap (<i>or even if we do!</i>), I would LOVE to do a white <a href="https://www.pinterest.com/pin/179721841351768256/">bead-board ceiling</a>.<i><br /></i><br />
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And there you have it. I can not wait to see this room reach completion! Hopefully finishing that will give us the gumption we need to get started on our kitchen. Or maybe to at least re-paint the rest of our 1st floor.. and by "we", I mean "Nick" -- Just don't tell him I said that ;)<br />
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<br />Sara E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11825796977248625831noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770643443261861900.post-21849729028935411082015-10-11T11:08:00.004-04:002015-10-12T22:59:09.072-04:007 months // Everett Orion<br />
Baby boy, where is the time going?! Every month I ask myself that same question. It is amazing to me just how much you've grown in such a short amount of time. You are the happiest, smile-iest, sweetest baby and I am so beyond thrilled that we get to watch you learn and grow and just be you. Because you are just so. much. FUN!<br />
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<b>Length| </b>Unsure where you're at now, but you're still growing like a weed!<br />
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<b>Hair|</b> Growing, still. So hard to tell if it is going to be blonde or brown! </div>
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<b>Eyes|</b> So bright and beautiful. Still hazel. Looking more like your Dada's than mine - but I'm okay with that :)<br />
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<b>Nicknames|</b> Rhett, Stinky Man, Baby Man, Chunk, Bud, Sir, Handsome Boy<br />
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<b>Eats|</b> You've started working on picking foods up on your own (think baby puffs and yogurt drops) and you are getting really good at it! So far you haven't really turned down any sort of food - you're our little vacuum cleaner (though, I hope you don't pick up the habit of eating dust bunnies when you start zooming around the house).<br />
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<b>Clothes|</b> 9 month outfits are pretty snug now. 12 month clothes are definitely <strike>wear</strike> where it's at. ;)<br />
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<b>Loves|</b> Everybody. I don't think you've met a person that you didn't share your happy, shy smile with. // Smiling. Smiling is your favorite. // Wiggling around like a worm all day long. From the moment that you wake up, you are constantly moving at least one part of your body. // Your sister. You light up just seeing her face. // Looking at babies - whether it's yourself in the mirror, or in a picture/video, or pictures/videos of other little ones. I think you need a little baby best friend!<br />
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<b>Milestones|</b> Speaking of crawling, you are full on crawling now! You still only manage to go a few short distances but I know it won't be long until you're following us all around the house. // Your dexterity continues to improve and you can now pick up little baby puffs and bring them to your mouth with little-to-no fuss. // You focus more intently on different things and just a little while ago you were trying to "pick up" Dad's tattoo off of his arm - so cute! // You are a master of sitting yourself up and you try so hard to pull yourself up to a standing position, even though that requires some major help from some one else... for now.<br />
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<b>Events|</b> Your Dada started a new job this past Monday! It's a shorter commute (meaning we get to have him home with us sooner!) and something new for him to do, which makes him happy. // Papa Ron and your Dad are trying to get some house projects done before winter and her freezing temperatures sets in. So far, they've removed a ton of the knob and tube wiring from the basement and re-wired portions of the house. Now, they're working on renovating the mudroom and I am so excited to see it come together! // We went to a "apple festival" (in quotes because I don't think I can really sell it as an apple event) and took a hay ride to get a pumpkin with Peyton and your cousin Noah/Aunt Rachie. // Oh, and on October 4th we celebrated our 1 year wedding anniversary! I can't believe we've already been married a year! We left you with Gigi and your sister went to visit her Dad and we high-tailed it to this super nice restaurant for some cocktails and a yummy steak dinner. Though, I wish we could take you and your sister and fly away for a second honeymoon. Jamaica, I miss you! // Currently, we are gearing up to celebrate some birthdays this month and Halloween to soon follow.<br />
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Looking forward to what the next month holds, sweet man. I love you.<br />
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Sweet baby man, it's already been 6 months?! What? Where did that time go? It seems so crazy to me that we are already celebrating your half birthday when it feels like just yesterday that you were born -- but in another sense, I can't imagine life without you anymore so it seems like you've always been with us. We love you so much, little chunk! 6 more months and we'll be celebrating one whole year of togetherness. You're the best. The happiest of babies. And you are <i style="font-weight: bold;">all ours</i>. We are so lucky.</div>
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<b>Length| </b>28.5 inches (the 97th percentile!). You are SO long.<br />
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<b>Weight|</b> 21.5 pounds of pure hunk a chunk (the 95th percentile)! Your head circumference is 18.25 inches which is off the charts, meaning you have a big ol' noggin like your Mama, haha.<br />
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<b>Hair|</b> Your hair is growing, <i>finally</i>! I am so happy to see those little peach fuzzies growing longer. They still seem to be wire-y like your Dadda's, which I'm hoping means that they will turn into curls. They also seem to be nice and light! You've started playing with your hair (or at least the little bit that you have) when you're sleepy and/or drinking a baba and it is the sweetest thing <b>EVER</b>. </div>
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<b>Eyes|</b> Still beautiful. Still "basil"-hazel. Still looking like mine ;)<br />
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<b>Nicknames|</b> Rhett, Little Man, Stinky Man, Baby Boy, Sweet Boy, Bud, Sassy Man, Handsome<br />
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<b>Eats|</b> Always our little piggy. You love to eat; whether it's a baba or spoon-fed baby food or gnawing on an apple slice or (on one very rare and special occasion) a french fry. I think so far you've had peas, turkey dinner (yuck! - but you love it), pears, sweet potatoes and maybe one or two other things I can't think of. I am no longer pumping and you only have about 2 bags of breastmilk left in the freezer. I am scared that I am going to hold onto them forever because I just simply can't believe that season of our time together is over. Even Peyton is sad that you no longer are getting the "boobie juice" because she knows how happy it made me to be able to provide you with that. But, heck yeah to 6 months of pumping and breastmilk! That's twice as long as I made it with Peyton, so it's definitely a good thing.<br />
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<b>Loves|</b> Being happy. Seriously, you are the happiest baby that I have ever met and we just love every single second with you! // Moving. From the second you wake up, you are on. the. go. // Bath time! You love to kick your little feet-ies around in the water and splash us so that we're just as soaked as you are. // Rory. You've started to notice her more and when you reach for her little paws or try to snuggle up next to her, oh it melts my mama heart. // Your little fox and hedgehog music toy, our comforter, and the fish (same as last month). // You also go bonkers looking at pictures or videos of yourself, your sister, or other babies in general; so precious!<br />
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<b>Milestones|</b> You have teeth! Just this past week they popped through. First one and then the second soon followed - both your bottom front teeth to be exact. They've made you fuss a little but you're still the happiest baby in the universe, so we'll forgive them. // You're also up on all fours, scooting all over the place! It's amazing how much you're learning and just how fast you're learning it. I am sure that you will be full blown crawling by the time next month rolls around. You are a master at rocking back and forth on your hands and knees, as well as launching yourself in the direction that you want to go. In fact, you can spin around in circles like a top while you lay on your belly. You are our little mover and groover and I love every bit of it. // You are also eating solid (baby) foods like a champ, but we already talked about that. // Your chubby little hands are getting better at grasping things every day and you are getting increasingly better at holding things on your own, like your babas. // You love to babble on and squeal and shriek, especially when you're in your high chair at GiGi & Papa Ron's house - it's so much fun listening to you listen to your voice.<br />
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<b>Events|</b> This past month was pretty much the ending to our long hot summer and with that, Peyton started 1st grade! I can't even believe it. I mean, I can but... wasn't she just starting preschool last week?! Craziness. // You finally had the chance to meet all of your Grammy's sisters. The Great Aunts and Uncle all came to town for their annual pilgrimage to sweet Grammy's home to spend a week together laughing their dear little butts off and playing cards into the wee hours of the night. They, of course, loved every single inch of you! I mean, who doesn't? (Nobody, the answer is nobody.) ;) // I spent one Saturday with Aunt Nenna, GiGi, and Papa Ron helping to move Nen into her new NYC apartment since she started her senior year a few weeks ago. I can't believe that she's a college senior already. People are growing up so darn fast! Don't you rush to grow up, mister. You will be a baby forever, yes? Yes. Moving on... // Luckily, your Dadda seems to be on his way to getting a new job (it's only taken a year and a half of job hunting) and for the time being he has picked up some overtime on the weekends with his current job - which means: I am currently not working at Pier 1 on the weekends and have those 2 days a week to dedicated to time spent with you, your sister, and your Dad. It is SO nice. We had one taste of a cooler fall day and I can<i> not wait</i> to enjoy all things pumpkin and spice with you and your Dada and sister.<br />
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Sara E.http://www.blogger.com/profile/11825796977248625831noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6770643443261861900.post-38303836356658654182015-08-23T11:14:00.001-04:002015-08-23T11:17:36.474-04:005 months // Everett OrionSo, this post may be half of a month late... but we've just been so busy that it's been hard to get anything else done! I can't believe how big you are. Your sister and I are constantly saying how we wish you were 1 month old again! It's just ridiculous how fast time is flying. But you are SO much fun and we cherish every single second of watching you grow.<br />
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<b>Length| </b>Who knows? But you sure are long! I swear, you're gonna be as tall as your big sister next month. I guess we'll find out an officially official length at your appt on the 5th.<br />
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<b>Weight|</b> 20 pounds and change (according to our home scale). I'm thinking that you may be plateauing as far as your chunk goes, which is a good thing because I don't know where else you could put it!<br />
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<b>Hair|</b> I still maintain that you are going to have your dadda's curls and your sister's dark blonde hair but we will see what happens!</div>
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<b>Eyes|</b> Your sister calls them "basil" eyes (hazel eyes), and we are all obsessed with looking into them. You are the definition of bright eyed and bushy tailed, <i>almost</i> all day, every day. After looking at baby pictures of myself, I really think that you have my eyes (shape and color) which is super exciting.<br />
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<b>Nicknames|</b> Rhett, Little Man, Stinky Man, Baby Boy, Little Chunk, Bud, Sassy Man<br />
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<b>Eats|</b> You are a little piglet, for sure. We started feeding you some oatmeal cereal (banana and then peach/apple flavor) starting around 18 weeks or so. We quickly progressed to adding some peach baby food, then banana, and then apple. You LOVE it. You would eat a whole bowl if I let you. You aren't too terribly messy with it just yet, but I am sure we'll get there ;) You also enjoy a regular banana smashed up with a fork so it's more of a baby food consistency. So far you tried a taste of a lemon and a pickle and you had NO reaction whatsoever. Your Dad and I just sat there waiting for you to make a silly face, and you just kept gnawing away - We were pretty impressed! You're still taking your beloved 8 ounce bottles, though with eating some solids now, you don't always finish them. Unfortunately, I think the season of breast pumping is coming to a close. There were two days this past week where I hardly was able to pump at all and then I was sick on top of that, and I think that just really killed my supply. I'm lucky to even get one full bottle's worth of breastmilk a day at this point. I am so happy that it has lasted this long, though! You'll have had breastmilk for about twice as long as your sister, which is something for me to be proud of.<br />
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<b>Sleep|</b> You most definitely had yourself a little four-month-sleep-regression! Oy vey was that ever frustrating. In fact, you still fight sleep on the regular, it's just not quite as bad as it was there for a little while. I think you just like to see what all is going on and you don't want to miss a beat! You are still sleeping in your bassinet in our room and are in our bed by the time the sun comes back up. You absolutely love to lay on top of the comforter on our bed and some nights it is hard to even transfer you from there to your bassinet without you waking up in protest. You are also the master of the cat nap. Whenever you fall asleep for a nap you can seem totally zonked out... and then 5 minutes later you're up and ready to rock and roll for another 2 hours.<br />
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<b>Clothes|</b> You are a chunk. Seriously, you can fit into NINE month onesies! What? Yes, I said nine month onesies. You can squeeze into some 3-6 month outfits, you are just barely snug in 6 month ones, and you are nice and roomy inside the 9 month ones - but they still fit! It's just crazy. I don't even know if the things that we bought you for the fall are going to go on over your big head and your chunky thighs, because most of that stuff is 6-9 months and at the rate you're growing, you'll be in like 3Ts by then. :P<br />
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<b>Loves|</b> You still absolutely love to move! If you were capable, I am 100% certain that you would be up and running around, chasing your sister already. You kick your little legs and roll all over the place. // Laughing/smiling/being the happiest little baby on the planet. // Watching videos of yourself, your sister, and other babies. // When I say "toes!" - Especially when I pretend to munch on yours or pretend to have you munch on them. // Eating, as always. // Being held while standing in front of the air conditioner units that we have in the windows. // Staring at the clown fish in the salt water tank that we have. // Our comforter! // Your little fox and hedgehog music toy.<br />
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<b>Milestones|</b> You're a rollin' fool. There's no stopping you where that is concerned. You've even started attempting to push yourself up into a crawling position with your arms and your legs, though it's normally not both sets of extremities at the same time. It'll either be your just your arms, or just your legs. One day you'll put it together and then the crawling will happen so after, I'm sure. // Sitting up with help and holding your head up with less wobbling-action. You don't even fit in your bumbo seat anymore! Your poor little leggies are too chunky to fit. // You are definitely doing some more exploring lately. Your little hands reach for everything and your dexterity continues to improve. There were a few times where you could kind of hold up your bottle and, depending on the size or weight, you can sometimes hold a toy long enough to play with it. You've even pressed some buttons on toys all by yourself!<br />
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<b>Events|</b> You had your first trip to Hersheypark! It was <b>packed</b> full of people, but we all had a great time regardless. I can't wait to see you riding the rides for the first time as a little "Hershey's Miniature". Actually, I lied, I can wait for it but I am looking forward to it happening one day. (#staylittle) Your sister got a haircut!! She is rocking the shoulder length hair now and it looks so cute. She also started first grade (as of yesterday!) and it is so crazy to think that we'll blink and that it will be you headed off to school. Nenna and Papa Ron went on an amazing diving vacation to Cayman Brac and Little Cayman and they showed us some of the incredible pictures that they took with their new underwater camera system - so neat! I can't believe that summertime is practically over and that the fall months will be coming up. I'm so excited to see you in all of your cute fall clothes - that will hopefully fit once this heat wave dissipates!<br />
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We love you, sweet man. Happy <i>almost</i> half a year!<br />
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<b>Sweet boy</b>, I can't believe that you are 1/3 of the way through your first year already! Gosh, every month I'll probably be saying some version of the statement "I can't believe how old you are now!", but it really is true. I just can't believe how fast the time is going. We are so lucky to be your parents and we are thankful everyday that we get to watch you and your sister grow up and learn new things. Life without you two would be very dull, that is for sure. I am looking forward to what this next month holds for you, little man.<br />
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<i>We love you.</i><br />
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<b>Length| </b> You didn't have a 3 month check up. I'm not sure why, but the pediatrician said we could skip the 3 month appt and just wait until the 4 month check up. So, I don't have an official length for you right now, but geez are you ever long! I swear, you are almost as tall as your sister. Your SIX year old sister! Haha.<br />
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<b>Weight|</b> You've gotta be at least fifty pounds by now. Well, maybe not quite that much, but man oh man are you chunking up! I love it. We'll find out soon enough at your next appt, but I'd venture to say that you are at least 20 lbs by now.<br />
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<b>Hair|</b> Since losing most of your hair (other than a little strip across the very back of your head), you have started to grow back a few long crazy strands! I'm almost 100% positive that you are gonna have your dadda's curly locks, though I think they are gonna be a light brown/dark blonde color like your sister's hair.</div>
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<b>Eyes|</b> Still hazel, and still so big and bright. I could look at your happy little self all day long.<br />
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<b>Nicknames|</b> Rhett, Little Man, Stinky Boy, Chunky Man, Chunk, Chunk-a-Monk, Bud<br />
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<b>Eats|</b> No more breastfeeding. Womp womp. But I'm still trying to get you some breast milk through pumping, even though my pump pooped out... but it's okay because your Dadda is awesome and will be able to (hopefully!) fix it tomorrow and then I won't have to use the dinky hand pump that the hospital provided us with. You're still a piggy and eat all day long, about 5-8 oz a feeding (sometimes more!). We really don't have to stop to burp you during your feedings, which is a good thing... even though you still find ways to sneakily spit up on us occasionally.<br />
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<b><br /></b><b>Sleep|</b> Still going well, though I have heard of that dreaded "4 month sleep regression" so we'll see if that rears its ugly head here this month. You're quite the little furnace (just like Dad!) and you get so hot when you sleep that swaddling you really is just not an option at this point. We ordered a few lightweight <a href="http://www.amazon.com/dp/B006ZSYHCI/ref=twister_B005TF5ZY2?_encoding=UTF8&psc=1">aden + anais sleeping bags </a>because you just don't sleep as well if you don't have some sort of blanket and I worry about loose blankets in your bassinet (even if they are the breathable, muslin kind). Regardless, you still sleep from about 9:30pm-7:30am with maybe one diaper change & a quick few ounces from a bottle but then you're back to sleep. The nap situation is still scattered and completely unpredictable, but that's okay. We are not a family with a routine schedule, so I don't expect you to be on any sort of schedule either.<br />
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<b>Clothes|</b> Well, you seem to be growing out of even your 3 month clothing, which makes sense now that you're 4 months. But what seems crazy to me is that even some of your 3-6 month outfits seem to be bursting at the buttons! I blame it on your adorable chunky-ness, which I absolutely love! Nom nom nom.<br />
<b><br /></b><b>Diapers| </b>We used up all of those Honest brand diapers I mentioned in your last update, simply because we were afraid you wouldn't fit in them much longer. You're still rockin' the size 2's, but I've got a feeling that you're headed toward the 3's any day now.<br />
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<b>Loves|</b> Moving! - You are a squirmy little man and you love to take in everything around you. // You still love to munch on your hands (and anything that you can get your hands on). // Giving everyone who talks to you a shy smile and then turning your face towards whoever is holding you, only to peek back at the person talking to you and smile some more. You are still such a happy, happy baby. // Your sister - she makes you laugh and smile like no one else. // Blowing bubbles and making noises. // Eating- as evidenced by your extreme chunk.<br />
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<b>Dislikes|</b> Still not a fan of Momma picking your boogies or your nose being touched, don't think that's gonna change for a while. // Waiting for a bottle to be brought to you when you are hungry. // The heat + being sweaty. // Sitting still. You have to be squirming around at all times. // Being gassy! Man do you have a fit if you have a toot stuck in your poor little belly. But once that is released, you're back to being a happy little man.<br />
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<b>Milestones|</b> Rolling over!! You have completely mastered this skill; that shoulder is no longer in your way. You'd roll all over the place if we let you. // Sitting up like a champ, still with some help of course. You can sit in your Bumbo seat (even though your little chunky legs get stuck in there, leaving the seat stuck to your bum whenever we try to get you out), but your head still wobbles a little bit. But you're working on that! // Still always sucking on your hands or your toys. You have definitely started reaching for your toys more and I think that you are already teething, because the drool seems to be nonstop and you just love to chew, chew, chew. // You have given us a few short bursts of what seems to be a laugh, but no full on giggling yet. You're so darn happy all day long (unless there is a gas fit, of course), and it makes me happy to see you so happy.<br />
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<b>Events|</b> We celebrated Father's Day by giving your Dadda a handmade gift from Peyton and a little <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Your-Babys-First-Word-Will/dp/1250009340/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1436493950&sr=1-1&keywords=your+babies+first+word+will+be+dada">book</a> from you. Your Aunt Nenna got her tonsils out. There was the Fourth of July (your GiGi's birthday!), followed by your Grammy's birhtday (which was celebrated by breakfast at Cracker Barrel where your Papa Ron gave you a small taste of some blackberry jam! - that you got all over your face) and you met your Great Great Uncle Charlie. You also witnessed your very first shark week (very important!). Overall, we've just been enjoying the summer nights, even if there has been an abundance of rain lately.<br />
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<b><i><span style="font-size: large;">Sara</span></i></b></div>
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