tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21167439126729189082024-03-13T02:34:20.262-05:00Family TiesThe love of a family is life's greatest blessing.Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10208128283561462446noreply@blogger.comBlogger597125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2116743912672918908.post-54013593061093318642012-05-10T10:46:00.001-05:002012-05-10T10:47:23.809-05:00Putting out trials with daddy<div class="mobile-photo">
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<br />Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10208128283561462446noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2116743912672918908.post-66741386205026232932012-04-13T16:26:00.001-05:002012-04-13T16:26:04.348-05:00We can't tell if she's going to be a baseball player or pool shark...<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhArqdEI7VTpypCgwUtI6B5N78lt5OeqtDzNBPZSNc-hQGZxzoKk7u2th8U9dEBCm5ZMh5aW8M6Kbyiqo14bJk0Swb2cBUQec90lZWMcyWHJJqx_4IswmwA9VmQOKHcW3pVIgGEJKT8e9A/s1600/IMG_7319-764349.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhArqdEI7VTpypCgwUtI6B5N78lt5OeqtDzNBPZSNc-hQGZxzoKk7u2th8U9dEBCm5ZMh5aW8M6Kbyiqo14bJk0Swb2cBUQec90lZWMcyWHJJqx_4IswmwA9VmQOKHcW3pVIgGEJKT8e9A/s320/IMG_7319-764349.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5730999767100981826" /></a></p>Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10208128283561462446noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2116743912672918908.post-37926910696842422432012-02-27T21:14:00.001-06:002012-02-27T21:14:07.366-06:00Picker<p class="mobile-photo"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOh7d_fDtPfiCtjrjdKhB6K1wmtXN-C1aZwekNc9HA4HSz0oXF3vloZi0A2vNSBw8yzyq0gyUw2o_4KieNFRkc5_CHknUse27wnkCyC-oBV8sF1xBE5895tdIh5I2mZfcgrv8avJ0NJ68/s1600/2012-02-27_18-39-24_106-747368.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOh7d_fDtPfiCtjrjdKhB6K1wmtXN-C1aZwekNc9HA4HSz0oXF3vloZi0A2vNSBw8yzyq0gyUw2o_4KieNFRkc5_CHknUse27wnkCyC-oBV8sF1xBE5895tdIh5I2mZfcgrv8avJ0NJ68/s320/2012-02-27_18-39-24_106-747368.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5714019544405450610" /></a></p><div style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 16px">A new obsession....cleaning between her toes!</div> Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10208128283561462446noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2116743912672918908.post-50899361763525849832012-02-26T12:13:00.001-06:002012-02-26T12:13:45.242-06:00Storytime<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='400' height='326' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dxxCmbs5Ryf6ALLykNNy6GS3X0XO0WkIGNmIT6UmycdCPIF2Qy0iOaR0SBVhAo0GP6w2JXKz2ZOXltttiE3Iw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><div style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 16px"></div> Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10208128283561462446noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2116743912672918908.post-65977167648854641192012-01-09T15:56:00.000-06:002012-01-09T15:56:52.419-06:00Blogging Backlog - Visit(s) with SantaKaylee had the opportunity to meet with Santa on three separate occasions before Christmas. By the third time, she kind of sort of like him.<br />
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Visit 1: Our friends <a href="http://nutterson.blogspot.com/">Rob and Mary</a> had some friends over to visit with Santa.<br />
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The Verdict: Was not impressed. Had no intentions of sitting on his lap.<br />
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Visit 2: Santa at Daycare<br />
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The Verdict: Sat on his, but did not like it. Our child is the one crying in the bottom left corner. <br />
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Visit 3: Jackson's Birthday<br />
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The Verdict: Sitting on Santa's lap with an almost smile!<br />
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Repeated exposure to Santa helped tremendously. She's no longer afraid of the concept of Santa (strangers in generally are fairly scary to her). And by the time Christmas rolled around, when asked who was coming to her house, she would respond, "Satan!" (that's no misprint, Santa really sounded like Satan coming out of our toddler's mouth). "What is Santa bringing you, Kaylee?" "Candy!" Oh, the memories!<br />
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Even though Christmas is over, Santa is long but forgotten. Last night at the grocery store, Kaylee saw a white-haired, bearded man and said, "Santa!". She followed it up with a "Ho, Ho, Ho" As we walked by. Goodness gracious!Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10208128283561462446noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2116743912672918908.post-57494021004613953322012-01-05T09:03:00.000-06:002012-01-05T09:03:37.372-06:00New Year, New Blog Posts?Lets hope!<br />
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Christmas was great. New Years was wonderful. 2012 is going to be even better than 2011!Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10208128283561462446noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2116743912672918908.post-23010830640641652702011-11-29T11:34:00.000-06:002011-11-29T15:15:17.024-06:00Common PhrasesRon and I were talking the other day about common things heard around our house these days. Kaylee is chatting up a storm, but these tend to come from us.....<br />
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Get Down!<br />
Sit Down!<br />
That's Hot!<br />
That's Mommy's!<br />
That's Daddy's!<br />
You can't climb on that!<br />
Good girl! (when she stops climbing on things)<br />
Watch out!<br />
Be Careful!<br />
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Sit Down!<br />
That's Mine!<br />
Burp!<br />
'Cuse me! (When prompted if she burps)Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10208128283561462446noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2116743912672918908.post-82121506032227174652011-11-28T14:49:00.000-06:002011-11-28T14:49:31.418-06:00Movie Monday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyOO2V_3UimQidmtG_9AHr3aChTrB3psGwZmbKE1az3NCso25n0PKSnsJSaRNsdfqm5e-vsKs-vvPk4_2kc9Q' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10208128283561462446noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2116743912672918908.post-76166990457176534922011-11-14T11:30:00.004-06:002011-11-28T14:53:40.821-06:00Movie Monday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dyZfwPHM2psZgyFhlSxpAuPOTPLkjwtxdZBpZASdpPhLk1mHccJpkqH1KQzIYsVupTKdOVf0_IhdxJSwFFSjA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>Many of you will have seen this movie on Facebook, but I thought I had better share it here too. In case you miss it, she's listening to "Aldean". This girl is crazy about Jason Aldean. If any of his songs on the radio come on, she clapping along. If he comes on tv, she stops dead in her tracks and comes back to dance along with the video.Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10208128283561462446noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2116743912672918908.post-11167673216514318002011-11-07T12:34:00.000-06:002011-11-07T12:34:14.772-06:00One week post-HalloweenOur little Minnie Mouse enjoyed Halloween this year....and so did mom and dad when they ate most of her candy :)<br />
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Today we head out to visit Dr. P for your eighteen month check up. That's right, a year and half. Never mind that people think you're 3 years old. At your 15 month check up, you were the size of an average 2 1/2 year old. Yes, you're tall for your age, but its more than that.<br />
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That independent streak continues. You must feed yourself, brush your teeth (multiple times a day), and put your own shoes on. The other night, you were trying to put your own pajamas on.<br />
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You love to read, swing, and carry your babies around the house. You love to tell me who you played with at daycare - Ru-e (Ruby), Ari (Arika), Nanan (Nathan), Mar (Shamar), Aaaa (Abbey), Jake (Jacob)...and you love DiDi (Diana) and RaRa (Robin). <br />
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Your vocabulary is growing by leaps and bounds lately. Animals and sounds they make are still a favorite. You're starting to associate words with things around the house. You like to read your jeezee (Jesus) book at bedtime. I finally figured out where your "K" that follows any request we make has come from. "Kaylee, lets go change your diaper." <i>"K." </i>"Kaylee, its time for a bath." <i>"K." </i>A couple of nights ago, I heard Daddy tell you that "we'll have supper in a little bit, 'k?" Let's hope you don't pick up some of daddy's more colorful vocabulary. Okay?!?<br />
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What a little sponge you are!Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10208128283561462446noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2116743912672918908.post-63312572869384821272011-08-24T09:41:00.002-05:002011-08-24T09:43:04.841-05:00When did you get so big?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOMSOEYDwFQFMcVZVvu7kF5Psg4DAi_WwkzVUUdbZp7qDvXeO7N-PZ_ucpGv3IwLctMxVbjLLXm4oFeVCHyxUTY5ebx2uz4s7SFcR8JDG5wXVvhEkst40r63r3Y5T3wORYUa3NHKJYjeY/s1600/2011-08-24_06-54-38_374-703174.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644432723695773970" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOMSOEYDwFQFMcVZVvu7kF5Psg4DAi_WwkzVUUdbZp7qDvXeO7N-PZ_ucpGv3IwLctMxVbjLLXm4oFeVCHyxUTY5ebx2uz4s7SFcR8JDG5wXVvhEkst40r63r3Y5T3wORYUa3NHKJYjeY/s320/2011-08-24_06-54-38_374-703174.jpg" /></a></div><div class="mobile-photo"></div>Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10208128283561462446noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2116743912672918908.post-75449291713512451162011-08-19T05:06:00.000-05:002011-08-19T05:06:00.970-05:00Little MIss....<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><b><i>Determination</i></b></div><br />
While Kaylee is starting to chatter away, her vocabulary is still quite small. However, we firmly believe if she could say anything, it would be "I'll do it myself!"<br />
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Holding hands? I don't think so.<br />
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Putting on my shoes? I'll give it my best shot.<br />
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You want to feed me? Think again.<br />
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I'll open my own door, thank you.<br />
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You want to hold my toothbrush? I've got 2 hands that work.<br />
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And probably the thing that upsets her the most...assistance climbing onto the couch. It doesn't matter if she's crying out in frustration because she just can't quite get that leg up. DO NOT try to lift her, give her a boost, or offer any type of support. It will be rejected immediately. And you did lift her up to the couch, she will climb down and start the whole process over.<br />
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Some may call it a stubborn streak. We like to think of it as determination.<br />
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Kellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10208128283561462446noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2116743912672918908.post-27507403967836187962011-08-01T15:07:00.000-05:002011-08-01T15:07:24.475-05:00Movie MondayCaught the little lady bustin' a move to Jason Aldean last week.....<br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">As I've gotten older,I guess you could say I've become more AWARE. In AWE of all the wonderful things I have in my life. Things I take for GRANTED. There are always certain events in our lives that make us REFLECT on days gone by and how we want to live our lives in the future. How we might CHANGE what we did, what we said, or how we act from now on.</span><br />
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This little girl likes to know what's going on. If there's a noise, she's investigating it. If its moving, she's checking it out. And if the neighbors are around, she's watching them.<br />
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</tbody></table>If there's a shut door, she's trying to open it. If there's a phone around, she's calling someone. If there's a button to be pushed, she's trying it. <br />
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</tbody></table>If she's doing something...she's always checking to see if you're watching. <br />
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