tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84026043611536126052024-03-12T21:00:31.683-05:00Admiring the Small ThingsAngiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04259884338808826227noreply@blogger.comBlogger233125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402604361153612605.post-75504411503972370052015-04-01T09:13:00.003-05:002015-04-01T09:13:17.066-05:0039 weeks Thirty. Nine. Weeks. pregnant with the little lady! <br />
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Carl and I had our final date night before we welcome her into this world last Friday night. His parents handed us a gift card to the Brown Bottle, said they were keeping the kids overnight, and sent us off on a date night. It's hard to pass up a night out to re-connect with my handsome hubby, especially when it is paid for! I am so blessed and thankful I get to do this wild and crazy life with this special guy. Man, has he been my rock lately! I don't know what I would do without him, and his encouraging words. He is so full of grace, and understanding---it is unreal. </div>
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We are into the single digits until her due date! We have hit the month of April, which is baby month! We will for sure meet her next Friday, if she doesn't decide to come before then! We only have one more weekend left to prepare, and soak up our little family of 4! <br />
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And yes, that is a lot of explanation points, because I am <i>that </i>excited! <br />
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Here is to the final week of being pregnant, and to fully soaking up the boys before we won't see them for a few days because we will be in the hospital celebrating our <i><b>daughter's</b></i> birthday!! I am so extremely excited to see her precious little face for the first time, hold her squishy little body, and to witness the grand meeting of the siblings. It's going to be magical. Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04259884338808826227noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402604361153612605.post-33254215688791636732015-03-30T13:10:00.000-05:002015-03-30T13:10:54.769-05:00Palm SundayOur first Easter celebration is in the books, and it was a great one filled with many memories made! <br />
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Tradition is we get together with my Dad's side of the family on Palm Sunday to celebrate Easter, which works out really well. We kick off Easter a week early, get to see everyone, have fun and fellowship, and yet not have to rush off to anywhere else that day. <br />
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This year was a little different for us, as we weren't able to get to Diane's until a little later than normal, but we made it all work. We attended the United Methodist Church service that morning with Carl's entire side of the family to witness Jared's dedication, which put us in Hudson later than the norm. But that's ok, we made it to both, which was important to us. The boys looked so handsome before church that I couldn't resist a picture of them! I feel so extremely privileged that I get to witness these little souls grow up. <br />
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We got to Diane's, ate a terrific meal, and then moved right on to the Easter egg hunt. The kids were obviously very excited, and this was the first one of the year for the boys! Each kid was given a bucket, and they were instructed to find the color of eggs that matched their bucket. I don't think they really followed that rule, but they were all ok with it....so it all worked out. <br />
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After the eggs were all found, they emptied the candy into little baggies, and stashed it away in the Easter baskets that they got from Papa. <br />
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Then, it was onto the <b>BIG SURPRISE</b>!! Each puzzle piece was put together to reveal we were heading to ARKNA acres that is located outside of Dike! Diane had talked with the gal that owns the farm, and she was expecting our group of people, and they were going to have 10 bottles ready to feed the baby goats, and a few bottles for the baby lambs. I am not quite sure if every little person knew exactly what was going on, but they were excited nonetheless. <br />
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Natalie rode with us to the farm, and Carson and her chattered the whole way there. It was rather funny and cute to hear what they talked about. Ohhh, to be 3 and 5, and the things they came up with to pass time and talk about :) <br />
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It was a nice day out on Sunday, but the wind was a killer. The temp was great for Palm Sunday, and it being the end of March, but pair 35-40 mph winds with the open country, and it wasn't the most ideal for all the little people that we had. We improvised, and headed straight for the barn, and you wouldn't have guessed that they fed the goats any other way. The lady said they normally let the baby goats run outside with the kids while they feed them, but everyone was content as could be in the barn, and it worked out perfect. <br />
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I didn't know how the boys would respond. Sometimes they surprise us and are shy, and sometimes they surprise us and jump right into things. They both have pretty reserved attitudes when it comes to new environments, so we just don't ever know. This time I was so happy to see they jumped right into the new surroundings with huge smiles, and had so much fun. They aren't strangers to animals, per se, but when not around family members (like Grandpa Brouwer with his sheep) we just don't know what they will think of things.<br />
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Carson and Weston both held a baby goat, and had a smile from ear to ear the whole time! It was so cute how they tried their best to get that goat to stay on their lap. They are so tame, but wanted to break free, and roam. <br />
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Kaylee had fun holding the baby goat too. Natalie was content to be sitting on Mom's lap <i>next </i>to the goat.<br />
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We finally got a group pic of all of us (minus Karlee. Bummer!) and it turned out so good! <br />
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We were there for about an hour, and then decided it was time to make our way back home. We were all getting a little chilly, the bottles were gone, and the boys had enough in the barn. <br />
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(Some day I will remember my good camera, and not have to rely on my phone camera which gives me pixel-y/blurry pictures. I didn't have my big camera with me that day, so the phone did the job and captured the memories. It was either that, or nothing....so I am glad I got something.....even if they aren't very good quality.)<br />
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What a great and fun first Easter celebration of the year. Huge thanks to Diane for making the special arrangements!<br />
Now, onto the great week. Warmer temps, and APRIL. Which means.....it's BABY MONTH :)Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04259884338808826227noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402604361153612605.post-81769796948253617852015-03-25T15:42:00.001-05:002015-03-25T15:42:23.502-05:00These boys......sure make my world go round! <br />
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There are moments in the day that I swear I am going to lose my sh**, I am not going to lie. The moments that feel like you are in the trenches, and bed time will never come, you are just sure of it. But I think we all need to feel those feelings. We all need to experience them, to really appreciate the little people that we are trying to mold. It helps us, and makes us become better parents. These 2 little boys know how to make me go batty one moment, and then melt my heart into a puddle the next. They are talented like that, those tiny little humans them. <br />
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This past weekend I went on a little "Girl's Day Out" and it was so great! It was exactly what I needed, and something I was looking forward to for over a week. We did a deluxe pedicure (which is absolutely amazing!), late lunch, and a Target run. I came home that day to 2 little boys who were sooo excited to scream "SURPRISE" at their Mama as she walked through the door, because they made chocolate chips cookies for me with their Dad. From scratch, by the way. Carl made sure I knew that detail ;) I was so surprised, and it brought tears to my eyes as I watched these 3 boys get so excited to make something special for <i><b>me </b></i>while I was away. They are all such sweethearts, and my heart swells a little bigger for each one of them. <br />
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Lizzy, a friend of mine, is really good at crocheting. She can whip just about anything out in a short period of time, can read just about any pattern, and is a rockstar. She is bit more experienced than I am, as she has over 2 years under her belt, but she inspires me to create! She willingly agreed to teach me, and I am so thankful for her, and her patience. </div>
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It all started with the bumper pad. I wanted the little lady's bumper pad to be crocheted. I thought it would add so much to her room, including the colors that I had envisioned her room would be--but I struggled to find anything to buy that would be those specific colors to tie everything together. So I did a little research. I turned to etsy, and found that I could have a bumper pad custom made from granny squares, in the colors I wanted, for over $150. Well, scratch <i>that </i>idea. So I turned to Lizzy. And she excitedly responded with...."Yes! Let's make that. It will be a great project for you to start with!" </div>
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We got together one afternoon, and began with the basics. How to hold the hook, a slip stitch, chain, double crochet, etc. My mind was about ready to explode after that day, but I trusted her when she said..."it will eventually just <i>click</i>, and you will figure it out." I went home, and tried my best to re-watch the same video over and over again......and just waiting for that moment it would <i>click</i>. I was losing faith in myself (and her promise) as I continued to not get the same outcome that was on the video. </div>
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.......and then, it happened. It <i>clicked</i>! I was finally taking the words from the video, and actually digesting them, and applying them to the project---instead of just <i>doing them, </i>because some random lady with a crazy accent was telling me to do them. After that moment, I was still a little slow, still really having to focus on my work at hand, but my speed was starting to pick up as I <i>understood </i>what I was doing. </div>
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We decided we needed to make about 25 granny squares for this project. I eventually had a granny square down to just a little over an hour to make. Lizzy did about 10 of them, and I did the remainder 15 needed. After we were both done with our squares, we scheduled another time to get together, to connect them all. She lives in Jesup, which is about a 55 minute drive from us, so just randomly getting together isn't the easiest task. We really have to plan a time to get together. </div>
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I worked hard to get them done in a timely manner, in hopes that we would give ourselves some time to crochet them all together, and have it ready to be placed in her bed before the very last minute. I knew that once my due date approached, my energy would be out the window. And, I definitely guessed that one right. </div>
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2 weekends ago, Lizzy made the drive to Parkersburg with Madilyn, and we spent the entire afternoon and evening crocheting all of the granny squares together. That was in between feedings, breaking up a few fights, tending to little ones, etc. We finished attaching them all together that day, so that left me with the border. I decided to do 2 rounds of white around the entire bumper pad. I knew it was going to be a time consuming project, but since there was no real "stopping" and no switching colors, I could just keep going until I was done. I took the project with me pretty much everywhere I went, and got done with it a lot sooner than I thought I would. (Insert happy dance!) I then had to weave in all of the ends, which I am finding is probably my least favorite part of crocheting. Not because it is hard, or difficult.....but only because it is boring, repetitive, and time consuming. I took the bumper pad with me on the drive to Des Moines last week as we traveled to the state basketball tournament, and finished weaving in all the ends as we drove. Carl poked a little fun at me, as he looked over, and I was in deep thought.....with a needle and yarn in my hand :) He calls me old fashioned about a lot of things, and I think he will add this to the list. Ha!</div>
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We have a finished product! Hello, beautiful little bumper pad that I put a lot of time and effort into, and did not, in fact, pay an outrageous amount for :) It is ready to be put in the little lady's crib.....I just haven't done it yet. It is going to be a 2 person job, and hopefully Carl can help me with it one of these evenings. I am just absolutely in love with how it turned out. All of it. The colors, the pattern, the style, the way it looks in her crib, how much it truly adds to the room....everything. </div>
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Since I have finished the bumper pad, I have had my eye on a video tutorial for a little hat to make for her to wear in the hospital. I had a little spare time on Saturday morning to sit at the computer, and follow the tutorial, and came up with this little gem! I am so thrilled with how it turned out, and I think this will be the pattern that I will use in the future for any hats I want to make. I like the chunky design, and how easy it was. The pom pom on top of the hat was my first go-round with pom poms. I learn a little something every time I try something new. This time I learned to make the strands extra long, because you can always cut them......and, to make the string to attach the pom extra long as well. Live and learn. Especially with this new hobby....I am finding that phrase to be coming up a lot. But-- it's fun, nonetheless! </div>
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I recently made the mistake of going on pinterest, and finding a million different cute crochet things that I would love to make. I have to be realistic, because I am just a beginner yet, but I am pinning different projects and things that I would love to try and make in the future. I still can't read a pattern very well, as it looks very foreign to me, so I am restricted to video tutorials at the moment. I am hoping to continue to make a few things here and there for her and the boys.....as time allows. It's a lot of fun, and I am so thankful for Lizzy, and her taking the time to teach me! She inspires me with the different projects that she continues to make, and I hope I can continue to educate myself in this new hobby of mine. I now am talking yarn colors with my husband, and getting his opinion. He smiles, answers my questions, and supports my new hobby. He will wholeheartedly admit to how much he loves the bumper pad, and the hat. He pokes fun at me a lot, and how much of a "grandma" I am, but will also tell me how proud he is that I stuck it out (after a lot of frustration at the beginning!) how great I have done, and how much he loves that his daughter gets to wear something that her Mama made :) </div>
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Here is to weekly appointments! And keeping ourselves busy in an attempt to pass time quickly. And calming nerves that are starting to go crazy already. And re-organizing the baby's hospital bag one more time (because the other 14 times just aren't good enough) And truly focusing on our family of 4, before we become 5. Oh, and finding shirts to fit the bump. That's when you know the time is coming to an end.....when the <i><b>maternity </b></i>shirts don't even make the cut ;)</div>
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The boys were completely in awe when we got there. We arrived about an hour early, to guarantee a good spot, and we finished watching the game before us.<br />
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I am so glad we decided to go, and experience this fun event with the boys. I remember so many memories from when I was growing up from the state basketball tournaments, and I can only hope there are more in the near future to take advantage of as well. <br />
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The boys did so good during the game, especially considering we were there an hour early, and the game ended up going into overtime! That is a long time to sit still, but they both did great. Wes did do a little game playing, and of course.....took some selfies.<br />
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Sadly, the boys ended up losing that game, and ended up playing on Friday for 3rd or 4th place. They ended up getting 4th place, but what a true accomplishment! 4th place in the state, and A-P basketball hasn't made an appearance at the state tournament in years. Something to be truly proud of. And come to find out----a majority of the boys on the team were battling a nasty flu bug. There was supposed to be a pep rally on Saturday when they would be coming through town, but that ended up getting cancelled because so many of the players had the flu. Such a bummer! <br />
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We made some great memories with the boys that day, and all had so much fun! Since then, Carl has made the boys their very own "basketball court" in the garage, and they have already logged many hours out there. We also discovered it's a great "math lesson" for Carson while he is playing. He knows where the 3-point line is, and where to only add 2 points to his score. He starts at 0, and rattles off how many points he has; either adding 2 or 3 without even thinking! We are impressed with his quick adding skill, especially while he is busy running around the garage shooting hoops, and chasing his ball. <br />
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I leaned over to Carson while we were at the state tournament, and said..."some day you will get to play basketball in the state tournament if that's something you choose to do!" He looked at me with wide eyes, and then turned his head back to the court. Dream big, little ones! You can do anything you set your mind to. Choose to do hard things, because you are more than capable. I am so proud of these boys already, and can't wait to see where the Lord leads them. It makes me a little sad to think that Carson is already 5-1/2 years old, but I am also so excited to watch him bloom, and support him in his journey through his school years! Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04259884338808826227noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402604361153612605.post-7835338754408246092015-03-16T15:08:00.000-05:002015-03-16T15:08:06.411-05:00Baby ShowerThis past Saturday afternoon, my friend Caryn put on a baby shower for this precious little girl who will hopefully be joining us in the next few weeks. <br />
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The shower was absolutely perfect. It was a "tea party" theme, and everything was great! Her mother-in-law helped her with the food, and everything was delicious. Peach tea, chicken salad croissants, fresh fruit, and homemade individual cheesecakes. So yummy! <br />
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Another fun thing that Caryn did was had an entire table set up to make the baby a headband. She had a bunch of different accessories, elastic strands, bows, flowers, etc. and 2 hot glue guns plugged in so people could make a hairbow/headband for the baby. Then, after they were done, they could attach a little note to it, and write who it was from. I thought this was such a neat idea, and I loved looking through the basket of "pretties" and seeing the different creative ones that people put together! So much fun, and such a creative/practical gift. I can't wait to see little girl Brouwer display some of these headbands :) <br />
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We are so blessed with such generous family and friends who are already spoiling our little girl! <br />
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I of course was busy at the shower, and didn't get near as many pictures as I would have liked to. I also made the mistake of not asking someone to take pictures for me. Such a bummer! <br />
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I feel so spoiled, and extremely thankful for this special Saturday event. Especially since this is our 3rd child, I did not expect a shower....at all! So it was a very sweet and special surprise.Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04259884338808826227noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402604361153612605.post-36762314801507926572015-03-11T12:39:00.000-05:002015-03-11T12:39:25.711-05:0036 weeksWe are sitting at 36 weeks pregnant with the little lady, and not much has changed this week for me! I don't feel the best, I can't breath, I can't bend over or see my toes, I can't sleep or get comfortable, and I am getting sick almost every morning again. All very fun stuff! haha. I am only documenting these "negative" things so I can look back, and remember them for myself :) <br />
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In all reality, I am so thankful for this little life growing inside of me, and I do see the end in sight! Spring like temps are here, I am wearing flip flops, I have an <i><b>extremely</b></i> active and healthy babe cooking, and the weeks are dwindling down quickly! All happy things to be thankful for :)Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04259884338808826227noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402604361153612605.post-26812417763027107062015-03-10T15:32:00.000-05:002015-03-10T15:32:47.838-05:00Basketball.....it's a word used a <strike>few hundred </strike>thousand times a day at our house, as of late. Carson is constantly trying to form a 'team' and play basketball in his room with that little plastic basketball hoop that I am <i><b>so </b></i>thankful we decided to get him. If he isn't successful in forming a team, he will usually resort to shooting around by himself. But he will eventually get you into the room, and do an instant replay of his shot. Slow motion, narrating everything. You stand and act extremely interested (because you are) but then kind of scratch your head when he ends up half the time on the floor. What is it with little boys, and rolling around on the floor? I mean, we are playing basketball (or any other sport) and he is constantly sliding/falling/crawling/rolling all over the floor. We laugh, and just look at each other with a puzzled look, as we continue to watch his instant replay that is <i>still </i>taking place. <br />
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I have decided that I think I need to just be done watching all of the boys in the house play basketball. At first, I thought Carson had some pretty interesting ideas or moves up his sleeve. But now? I am pretty sure their Daddy is not a good influence. That is him, on all fours, on the floor, encouraging them to do some sort of sweet jump shot off his back. Seriously? I think my blood pressure (or stress level) is going to go through the roof one of these days! <br />
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Now that the weather is getting nice (hello 50+ degree weather!! Hallelujah!!) the basketball game has moved outside to the garage. The space is much larger than that of the bedroom, and there is so much more room to slide all over the garage floor ;) ha. Carl modified a hoop for the boys, and they have been loving the fresh air, and nice weather so far. <br />
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Speaking of basketball----the A-P Boys Basketball team played their first game down at the state tournament last night, and won! They won by 15 points, and are now moving on to the semi-finals game, which will take place on Thursday at 2:00. Last night's game didn't start until 8:15, and although Carson wanted to go, we decided to stay home and watch it on the computer/tv. I think we will be attending Thursday's game, and I am excited to watch them play, and see Carson's reaction to it all. I remember going to the state basketball tournament with my Dad when I was younger, and I hope these are the memories that Carson holds on to, and stores away forever! <br />
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That little Weston, he is quite the little stinker these days. The boys were so tired, that they didn't get to see much of the game before we put them to bed. They are early risers, and combine that with a long day, and some fresh air----and they just can't hang ;) But have no fear....little Wes man was up about 1/2 hour after we put them to bed. Carl says I am way too much of a softy, and I give in all too easily. Of course the first thing I asked was if everything was ok, and if he just needed a little extra snuggle time. He responded with an extremely pathetic and whimpering "yes." I scooped him up, and we snuggled for a little while. I quickly figured out that he was totally working me over, and he knew it. He was clearly wide awake, and just didn't want to go to bed. He was bouncing all over the couch, had his sunglasses on, was making funny faces/noises, and was giggling away. He wasn't ready for bed----silly us for thinking that. ha! I thought it was kind of fun to have the one-on-one time since we were up, and watching the game anyway. Carl, as you can tell, wasn't all that impressed. </div>
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Good Luck to the A-P Boys Basketball team! I doubt we will get any high fives from the players this game, but I am anxious to experience this exciting game with the boys! </div>
<br />Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04259884338808826227noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402604361153612605.post-11206880893529074932015-03-09T11:12:00.000-05:002015-03-09T11:12:45.992-05:00The Weekend I can't even begin to express my excitement when it comes to describing that first weekend that Spring finally decides to show its face. It's lovely. Absolutely lovely. <br />
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We had a great weekend as a family. Friday night we went bowling with Mike, Monica, Cassi and one of her friends in Dumont. It is a small bowling alley-- 5 lanes, but such nice people, and definitely one we will re-visit. The crowds were small, the pizza was good, and everyone had a great time!<br />
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The boys love bowling, and we haven't gone in a long time. It has been on our "Winter list" but we just haven't gotten around to it. My family was going bowling on Saturday night, but we weren't able to join them in the fun, so we decided to go on Friday night instead. <br />
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I just love to see the boys smile, have fun, and giggle. A night full of waiting your turn can be so tough for an almost 3 year old! But when no melt downs occur, and they listen when we say it is time to go---that is considered a win in my book :)<br />
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The boys did most of the bowling themselves. We all sat and <strike>watched</strike> waited as their balls would roll <i>very </i>slowly down the lane, and eventually knock over a few pins. It was a night full of slow motion, but they stood there until they could see the end results, and would jump in excitement! <br />
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Saturday night, we had some friends over, and the boys had fun with a little girl in the house. Carson was so very sweet with little Madilyn, and we discovered quickly that Wes needs a little help with the "gentle" part of just about everything. He was sweet as can be when it came to getting a baby toy for her, but the problem was....he threw it at her. We would emphasize the <b><i>gentle </i></b>part, but he didn't quite get it. Maddie cakes (as the boys call her) is very mobile, and definitely wanted everything that Wes holds very near and dear to his heart---his puppy pillow, and blanket. We had a few talks about sharing, but it didn't seem to get us anywhere. So, we tried our best to distract her with other things (ANYthing but those 2 things!) and she seemed to fall for it every time. Phew :)</div>
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Lizzy came over that night with Madilyn to help me with the next step in my big crocheting project. We had all of the granny squares done (25!) and now it was time to crochet them all together, and watch the bumper pad come together. (eeeks!) We got them all crocheted together, and now the rest is left up to me. I am adding a white border around the outside of them all, which is a big project. I am thinking I will want 3 rows around the entire outside, which is going to take me some time, but I am in LOVE with how it is turning out! I am so thankful for Lizzy, and her patience with me as she teaches me to crochet. Now my problem is---I am finding a <i>bunch </i>of things I would like to make, but I am struggling to find the time to learn that particular project. Not to mention, I feel I need to step up my game, and skill level, to do some of these things. I continue to tell myself it will come, and I am just beginning. Instant gratification at its finest :) </div>
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Sunday was such a beautiful day outside! The temps hit around the 50 marker, and we spent the entire afternoon outside. We did church, had lunch at Mom's, and then headed home and got some things done outside. Carl worked in the garage, the boys didn't leave his side as they "helped" and we got both of our vehicles washed and cleaned out. And I mean, <i><b>cleaned </b></i>out. The van was an absolute disaster. It was loooong overdue for a cleaning, but it just never seemed to get done, and I didn't really want to do it in freezing cold temperatures. Yesterday was the perfect day to get that task done, and with our weekends coming to an end before the little lady arrives, I was so excited to get it done. Every. single. thing. got removed from that vehicle, and either got thrown away, put away, or found a home in the van if that's where it needed to go. The seats got scrubbed, the floors vacuumed, and the car seats re-arranged. Carson is so excited about being able to sit in the "way-way" back now. I am not sure if I am quite ready for that move yet, but ready or not-- it needs to happen. There is something so freeing, and such a great feeling after having a freshly, <i><b>thorough</b></i>, clean vehicle! </div>
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I sadly didn't get any pictures of the boys playing outside yesterday on the beautiful March day. I was too busy going crazy with the clorox wipes ;) They definitely had a lot of fun, the fresh air was amazing, and they were completely soaking wet, and muddy. They both decided it would be a good idea to trudge through the snow, jump in water puddles, and play with the little bits of brown grass that appeared just yesterday. I smiled, because those are all signs of numerous happy things---giggling happy boys, Spring, and fresh air! There is still plenty of snow that needs to melt, but I have a feeling a lot of that will take place this week with multiple 50 degree days! </div>
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Carl and I are really soaking up our family of 4, and our time with just the boys. The end is coming soon, and while I am very ready to no longer be pregnant and breath again---I am trying my best to enjoy the time with just them. I am paying extra attention to the details, and trying to soak every little tiny bit of them up! Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04259884338808826227noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402604361153612605.post-11854996527198908772015-03-05T09:39:00.000-06:002015-03-05T09:39:58.810-06:0035 WeeksToday I am writing the 35 week pregnancy update and the calendar officially says it is March. Which means.....NEXT month is BABY month!! Insert me doing a happy dance about that statement right here. <br />
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I feel we have made it to the home stretch. We are in the final weeks, and I can see an end in sight. March has arrived, and although the temps haven't screamed Spring quite yet, I see a 10 day forecast ahead of us that displays a 50 in it. Woohoo :) <br />
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The baby's room is pretty much ready, and I would say that if she came tomorrow, we would be ready. I have her bag packed, because I am just <i>that </i>excited. I have a few more things I would like to get done before she arrives, but none of it is absolutely crucial. They will get done, as I am determined that the warmer temps will bring a little boost of energy for me. Or, ya know, I can at least hope that anyway. I mean, the windows will be opened, and fresh air will be flowing through the house---that has to bring some extra/added energy to my body :) <br />
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Carson is absolutely in love with hugging, talking, and reading to his baby sister already. I hope I don't ever forget the special bond they had before she was even born. Weston isn't into it as much, and with every hug Carson gives, Wes responds and comes up and slaps my belly. It is kind of funny, and makes me smile---as that is <i>so </i>their personalities. Carson is the big softy, and Wes is so rough and tough (but can snuggle like you wouldn't believe!) I refer to this daily happening from Carson the "daily hug down".....and it happens multiple times a day! It is so sweet, and he is always so happy, and smiles so big as he talks to her by first name. <br />
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Here is to week 36. And 2 week appointments. And Spring like temperatures. And another weekend to attempt to get things done. And soaking up the boys for the last few weeks that we are the Brouwer 4. Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04259884338808826227noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402604361153612605.post-76595704859855659362015-03-04T11:48:00.002-06:002015-03-04T11:48:34.292-06:00A Basketball Game to Remember Children are amazing, in so many aspects of life. Viewing the world through their eyes is absolutely priceless, and a lot of times---you can learn a thing or two. Watching the happiness radiate from your child is something that you just can't deny, and can't <i>not </i>get excited about yourself. <br />
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We had one of these moments on Saturday night. Something that seemed so <i>little </i>to us, was such a <b>big </b>deal in the mind of a 5-year-old little boy. It really stops you in your tracks, and makes you think a little harder about the little blessings you have, and how fortunate you truly are. Even if you get wrapped up in the everyday <i>stuff</i>, there are always the little things- everywhere- if you just take the time to stop and remember, or look. <br />
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On Saturday night, we took the boys to the A-P Boys Basketball Sub-State game in Cedar Falls. Carson is big into basketball these days, and we thought it would be fun to take them to an actual game. Carl and I were both nervous about the loud noises, the crowded gym, and the sitting part of it all----but we decided it was either now or never. Because, after all, it was the last game of their season---before State. <br />
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The game was at the Cedar Falls High School. It started at 7:00, and the doors opened at 6:00. We knew it would be busy, and packed, but we just couldn't quite justify getting there at 6:00, to have the boys sit for an entire extra hour. We arrived about 6:25---and scored rockstar parking. And.......it was packed. As in, they should have shut the doors about 5 minutes before we even arrived. There was not a single spot to sit, and the entire gym floor surrounding the court was full of people who were in our same boat. We stood, because we had no other choice, and just hoped for either more seating to arrive, or something to open up. They eventually closed the doors, which was a good thing. We stood courtside, which turned out to be a blessing in disguise.<br />
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I got a text from my sister-in-law stating she was sitting in the bleachers, and had room for one person. I decided to take Wes with me, and sit down. Holding an almost 3 year old, in a crowd of people, almost 35 weeks pregnant---wasn't necessarily my ideal definition of comfortable. So I was extremely thankful she sent me that text. Weston also loves his cousin Cassi, and he was so excited to see her. He sat on her lap for most of the game, and I later found out he was taking 'selfies' with her during the game. Too funny!<br />
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Carl and Carson stayed where they were--at the corner of the court. The crowd along the court dwindled a bit, but not much. There were numerous people who stood the entire game, because there was physically no where else to go. Carl could see the entire game from where he was, and Carson was little enough that he got to stand in the front and not be in anyone's way. Watching him soak up those basketball players was priceless. His eyes were glued to the court, and he didn't move or talk much the entire game. <br />
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The game was a true nail-biter. A-P Boys Basketball hadn't been to state since 2003, and they were playing New Hampton, the No.1 seed--which would determine who would make their way to Des Moines. It was such a fun game to watch! A-P ended up winning with only about 2 seconds left in the game. They won by 2, and the crowd went wild. Literally. It was so much fun to see, and watch! <br />
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Wes and I enjoyed the game from the bleachers, and we made our way back to Daddy and Carson with a few seconds left in the game, to guarantee that we were able to find them in the crowds of people. We all watched the final seconds of the game from the side of the court, and cheered, and listened to the crowd go wild as it was confirmed that they were ON TO STATE! <br />
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We escaped out the side door, and beat the crowds that were all wanting to leave at the same time. We got back to our car, and I finally got a moment to ask Carson what he thought of it. His eyes were as big as saucers, and I could just tell he was almost speechless, and didn't even know where to begin. He finally started to rattle off all of his thoughts, and put them into words.<br />
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He was all smiles, and said....."Mom, it was the coolest thing ever. When I was standing there with Daddy, those boys on the team all gave me high fives!! They did it soft though, so it didn't hurt my hand. Isn't that cool?!" I turned to look at Carl, and he smiled back at me, and confirmed the over-the-moon exciting news that our 5-year-old just delivered to us. Through the eyes of this little boy, he just witnessed the coolest thing that just rocked his world, and it was simply that the A-P guys gave him high fives as they ran to and from the locker rooms.<br />
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Carl said it was so neat to watch, as he had his shy smile displayed across his face, as he slowly stuck his hand out, and smiled huge every time his hand got tapped. He said he was in a zone, and there was nothing else that mattered to him at that moment---he was on Cloud 9!<br />
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Thinking about that simple (to me) example of something that makes someone so happy, it really makes me stop and realize just how many happy things I have around me. My life isn't perfect, no---nobody's is.....but it is perfect for me.<br />
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Since that game, we have had 2 little boys who have been re-enacting some basketball moves that they witnessed that night. I may not be over-the-top excited about it, as it involves jumping from the top of their bunk-bed ladder, but it is fun to see them try their best to be just like those "big kids." (There is a reason why the boys look like a blur in this picture. Yikes!) <br />
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I told Carl the other night-- as I tried my best to put an end to the jumping---that it was going to be one of 4 things that would be happening. This was going to cause me to A) go into labor B) Have a panic attack C) Cause me to have high blood pressure or D) we were heading to the ER with one of them. Thankfully, none of those have happened so far buuuuut, they also aren't done, nor have they fully listened to my request :)<br />
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Good Luck to the A-P Boys as they play at State on Monday night! We are excited to watch the game, but probably from the comfort of our own home this time around. The game doesn't start until 8:15, so we will update Carson in the morning about how those "big kids" did!Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04259884338808826227noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402604361153612605.post-91474917319025415652015-02-26T14:02:00.001-06:002015-02-26T14:02:16.877-06:0034 weeks + Snow DayWe have made it to 34 weeks in this pregnancy, and with that brought a lovely snow day at home with my boys. I know my days are numbered with only them, so I am trying to soak them all up. In between the nausea, and not feeling the best----of course. They are both so sweet and understanding, and it breaks my heart to hear them say they don't like it when I don't feel well. I smile, hug them tight, and kiss them all over the place. <br />
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We got about 8 inches of snow yesterday, and while I am looooonging for Spring, I do love to see the boys get so excited about it, and have so much fun outside in that white stuff! They love being outside--no matter the temperature or conditions--and love to help their Daddy. So yesterday was a win-win for everyone involved. Carl was blowing snow, Carson was trying his best to be of some help, and Wes was taking the snow from the piles, and putting it <i>back on to</i> the driveway and sidewalk. Literally a 2- steps- forward- and- 1- step- back kind of situation we had :) </div>
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We are almost to March. The sun is shining. Spring is 22 days away. And warmer weather is on its way!! I am ready to kick this Cabin Fever good-bye....for good! </div>
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Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04259884338808826227noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402604361153612605.post-64138530710011186952015-02-19T14:03:00.000-06:002015-02-19T14:03:15.624-06:0033 WeeksI don't feel I am doing my best at keeping myself (well, and you) up to date on everything that has been going on lately. But, I am at least staying on top of (or only a few days late....score!) on the pregnancy posts :) <br />
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I was going to dedicate an entire post to Valentine's Day, and then decided it just wasn't worthy of its own post. Truth be told? The day was not good. At all. Both boys woke up on the wrong side of the bed, I didn't feel well for a majority of the day, and the day was just not good. Carl and I were both counting down the minutes until bedtime, and that doesn't happen very often. We are pretty good as a team to stimulate their little minds when needed, separate them when we see a fight brewing, or getting creative when the little humans we live with need a change of scenery. But Saturday? Valentine's Day? None of the above happened. Except the whining and fighting and more whining. All of that happened..... in an abundance amount! Not good. We both sighed HUGE sighs of relief when the day was done. We were both so exhausted from dealing with their behavior and attitude all day, we put on Friends, and both called it a night. We didn't get gifts for each other this year, as we promised each other. Usually one of us fibs that rule, but this year we both stuck to the plan. I don't know if it's just our current circumstances, baby #3 on the way, or what......but I am perfectly ok with that. <br />
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We did get the boys a gift, because I love to celebrate the little holidays with them, and see their faces light up in excitement! They also got Valentine's cards in the mail from Grandma Sally, and a huge bag of goodies from Papa and Frannie! They are very loved, no doubt about that. <br />
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I told Carl it was probably a good thing we gave them our gift first thing in the morning, otherwise I would have shipped that sucker back after the day we experienced! haha :) <br />
I am kind of in the "nesting" mode these days, and I really didn't want to get <i>another </i>plastic thing to set around in the house, but I caved, and we bought them an indoor basketball hoop. And almost a week later, I can honestly say it was the best money we have spent in a long time! They are constantly playing with it, they actually play together (usually nicely, too!) and Dad and Mom get to be involved and have fun with it too. And, it is causing to add more laundry to the dirty pile too----who would have thought? Ha! Every day after school, Carson comes home and picks out a new shirt for he and Weston to wear, because it has to be a "basketball" shirt. It is usually either a team shirt (Hawkeyes) or a shirt with some sort of sport or number on it. He picks one out for the both of them, helps Wes get his on the right way, and away they play! <br />
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Carson is really showing signs of growing up these days, and it's so fun to see the world through his eyes as he matures. He is really into basketball right now. Would rather watch a basketball game on TV than a cartoon, and could care less about what teams are playing. He chooses a color, and documents the entire game. "Oh man, blue got 2 points! Now red got 3 points. Blue got another 2 points! My team is winning!" And so on. He will do it the entire game if you let him, and don't ask him very nicely and politely to maybe tone it down a bit. Because while he is <i>shouting </i>all of that information from all of his excitement from these random teams he doesn't even know, he is re-enacting their moves, and is all over the place. Throwing his little basketball everywhere, and you are either playing dodge the basketball, or pick up whatever he knocked down with said basketball :)<br />
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He seems to be an all around sports fan. He was big into football when it was still on TV, and now he is big into basketball now that it is on TV. He loves to play them all, so it will be interesting to see what the future brings, and what he decides he would like to play. <br />
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Back to my weekly pregnancy post. This week marks 33 weeks! Nothing has really changed much, other than I can feel my body slooooowly telling me it wouldn't mind being done soon. Sleeping is getting hard, and a good night's sleep is pretty rare these days. I am starting to make a list of the things I would like to get done before she arrives, and it is really starting to sink in that the time is nearing very quickly! Also----bring on Spring. We are battling some frigid temps this week (-25 wind chill) and I think we are all getting a little bit of cabin fever. I think I speak for everyone when I say we could use a little Spring in our lives. Open windows, walks outside, park dates, and a new baby.....in our case :)<br />
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Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04259884338808826227noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402604361153612605.post-32982274811078841852015-02-12T14:16:00.000-06:002015-02-12T14:16:06.942-06:0032 WeeksTuesday marked 32 weeks with Baby Girl Brouwer! I had my check-up yesterday, and all is going really well. I now will be going every 2 weeks, which seems so crazy to me that we are at that point already. He spoke the words of scheduling the C-Section, and I instantly got butterflies. With each passing day, I get even more excited to see her squishy newborn face, and hold her tiny little body. <br />
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All seems to be really well, and she is getting stronger and more active by the <strike>day </strike>minute. It is getting to the point of painful at times, but the reassurance is so comforting on many levels. <br />
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My cravings so far during this pregnancy: Honeycrisp Apples. Not just any apple, I prefer Honeycrisp. Which are the most expensive, yes, I realize this. I may have been called an "apple snob" a time or two, but hey---it could be worse! Also, gummy bears. I have no idea why, or where that one came from. And of course my always-never changing love for desserts. I have tried to keep this to a minimum, and not go overboard just because I am pregnant......but I always love me a good chocolate dessert. Some things will never change!<br />
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A difference this pregnancy compared to my other two: an outie. My bellybutton has now popped to an "outie" status, and I never had that with either of the boys! <br />
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A cute thing I need to document about this pregnancy is Carson's love for his little Sister already. Every morning, the first thing he does is rub/hug my belly, and says...."Good morning baby." And each day I pick him up from daycare or school, he does the same thing. A few times he has done it, she has been very active, and he isn't a huge fan of feeling her--- but he loves and smothers her from the outside! All of the boys in the house aren't a huge fan of "feeling" her movement much, and would rather just say hello from a distance when she has gone into "alien mode" as they like to call it. Ha :) <br />
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I am still busy in her nursery, and trying to add some final touches to a few things. I am seeking some help with decorating a certain wall, and working on making a little bunting with her name on it. I have also been busy working on her bumper pad. I have officially caught on to making the granny square, and I have about 8 done!!! I am so happy, and thrilled----and I am absolutely in love with how they are turning out. Lizzy is going to be making the trip to our house soon to help me crochet them all together, and then it will be placed in her crib! I think it will add so much to the room, and I so excited to see the final product. <br />
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Stay tuned for an entire room reveal. Every time I walk in her room, I fall in love all over again, and can't wait until I see her tiny little body being housed in there!<br />
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Here is to week 33!Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04259884338808826227noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402604361153612605.post-3879600010010835262015-02-05T09:38:00.000-06:002015-02-05T09:38:31.227-06:0031 weeksTuesday marked 31 weeks of this pregnancy with the Little Lady. We have made it to single digit weeks until the due date! This week has brought some major stress with it, but overall, no <i>additional </i>issues, or complaints. I sometimes catch myself wondering...."where is this baby going to even go?!" as I see my belly grow<b> by the day</b>. <br />
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My toes are no longer visible, and some of the everyday things are becoming more of a struggle as the basketball continues to grow. But above all, I am extremely thankful for this healthy baby that is taking a beating to my right rib. Carl says....."she is doing multiple workouts a day to pay you back for what you have put her through" :) <br />
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I feel I am starting the "nesting" phase of this pregnancy, and there are no complaints from anyone about it. There is an extreme sense of relief and happiness that washes over me when we tackle a big project, organize something that is long overdue......or just check things off the to-do list. We organized closets, organized ALL of the art supplies, and made a little "Art" room for the boys---which they have already spent a lot of time in, and love it. I feel the boys love organization just as much as we do, and they like it when everything has a "home" or they know how to pick up, and where everything belongs. We got the crib/bassinet set up in our room, along with the changing table that now houses diapers, and all the fixens for those middle-of-the-night changings that I am looking forward to. I feel like everything is starting to come together, and I can feel my levels of excitement rise. I am also happy that we are getting these things done now, because I can also feel my energy levels decreasing these days. <br />
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Our Saturday morning was filled with all-things-productivity, and then we made our way to Jesup. We spent the day with some friends there, and Lizzy <i>attempted </i>to teach me how to crochet. This is something that I have always wanted to learn, but haven't ever taken the time, or looked for the help. Then we met Randy & Lizzy, I saw some pictures of her amazing work, and she kindly agreed to teach me. We spent the entire afternoon, and most of the evening hours at their house, and we jumped right into things. She is such a wonderful and patient teacher, but I feel there is <i>so much</i> to learn with this lost art, and I have a long way to go yet. But, I did the hardest part for anything new. <i>I started</i>. (Sadly, this is the only picture I have from my Saturday learning session. Carl snapped it without me knowing.) <br />
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My big motivation and drive to want to learn now, is I have been dreaming up the Baby Girl's nursery, and it is all starting to come together. One addition that I have been dreaming to add to the room is a crocheted bumper pad around the crib. I would love to be able to tell our little girl that I made this for her, and put a lot of time/effort/sweat into her nursery. We already have so far, and I would love to continue to do so. I would also enjoy making her blankets, hats, and all the cute crocheted girly things that are available now. Not to mention---gifts! I would really love to gift some homemade things to family and friends.<br />
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This particular bumper pad consists of all "granny squares" and it will be the perfect way to tie all the colors into the room. I would also like the pillow to have the same granny squares on them, and that perfect custom colored blanket draped over her bed that will complete everything. But first, I needed to learn how to crochet. Period. I am a rather instant gratification kind of person, and get frustrated when I don't catch on quickly to a task. So, this is testing my patience, and my drive to want to continue. But I am not going to quit, because I just started---afterall, although it is frustrating when I really don't know what I am doing, or where to go next. I miss my teacher sitting right next to me, guiding me every step of the way! I have turned to YouTube, and while it is wonderful, and amazing, and a great teacher too......I have still managed to mess things up a bit! Ha. I need to remember to be patient with myself, allow mistakes, learn from them, and move on. Lizzy has been amazing when it comes to encouragement, and has promised me that I will be whipping a hat out in no time. I am going to hold her to that promise :) <br />
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The plan is that we will both be working on the squares, and then meet up in about a month or so-- and crochet them all together to make the beautiful bumper pad come together. I am excited to see the final product, and add it to the nursery! This is what one square looks like, a product of Lizzy. The colors are: coral, light gray, mint, dark gray, light pink, and mustard. All of the squares will then be outlined and crocheted together in white. <br />
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The Superbowl----the biggest football game of the year. This year, it came with a snow storm, that kept us all hunkered down in the house, without attending a party of any sort. I was perfectly content and fine with that this year. My Husband is a sports fanatic, and has passed that onto the boys. They wrestle, and play football, and are constantly tackling each other at all waking hours of the day. The boys got ready for the big game, and were excited to watch the final game of the year take place. Generally, I like to watch for the half time show performance, and the commercials. But this year, apparently I didn't care for either.....because I was watching YouTube videos on how to crochet, and attempting my first granny square <i>on my own</i>. Without my teacher sitting next to me. Eeeekks. I wouldn't say it went great, but I started, and can learn from my mistakes. Carl chuckled a few times, and might have poked fun at me as I sat there watching my videos, hook and yarn in my hand, pausing and playing the video as I went. He <i>may </i>have called me a nerd.......and I am perfectly fine with that :) <br />
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We had such a great weekend, and it feels good to be prepared for the week ahead. Now- bring on Spring, nice weather, melting snow and BABY! Oh, and a learned art of crochet :) I will keep you updated on that last one. Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04259884338808826227noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402604361153612605.post-2732252665658141142015-01-28T11:56:00.001-06:002015-01-28T11:56:26.383-06:00John Deere Tractor MuseumLittle boys and tractors.....they just go together in our world. We have two little boys who love all things farm, tractors, combines, and pretty much anything that moves. They are <i>all </i>boy. <br />
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Three weeks ago, we surprised Carson and Weston with a visit to the new John Deere Tractor Museum that just opened in Waterloo. We picked Carson up from school that Friday, and told him we had a surprise for him. I wasn't quite sure how long we would be there, or what the museum was like. I didn't know if it would keep the attention of a 2 and 5 year old, but I figured if there was a single tractor there, they would love it. So we took the chance, and I am glad we did. We all had a lot of fun, and it was very interesting. I wouldn't say the museum is geared towards little kids, but since our boys love all things tractors, it definitely wasn't hard to keep their attention when the display floors were filled with tractors! <br />
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Their eyes lit up every time we moved on to the next "station" and they got to be a little hands on with a few things. It was really neat to do some reading, and watch them listen intently, for the most part :) They had some really neat things that you could interact with, which was fun to watch them do. They pretended like they were plowing a field behind a horse, and had to stay in a straight line, and keep the light "green" and not let it pull you to one side or the other. The simulator really did do a lot of pulling, so they had to work hard to keep the green light on. <br />
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There was also a demonstration as to how strong a horse really is, and how much weight it could bare. It's amazing how they did things "back in the day" and how far technology, and this world truly has come. It's scary at times, but also amazing. </div>
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They also had fun making different shapes, tractors, and machinery with the magnets.</div>
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There was also an "engineering studio" that they could sit down in, and do some drawing on the paper that was provided. The information talks about how they come up with the next big thing, how long engineers work on the projects, the drawings they start with, etc. </div>
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Next up....how the tractor seat has changed over the course of many years. They started out a steel seat, and now they offer cushioned, suspension seats that I can only assume feel like a recliner compared to the steel seats. </div>
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The boys really enjoyed this one. You moved a handle along this line of the different machinery that John Deere offers, and there is a short video clip that plays on the screen about that particular piece of machinery. It tells about what it was like years ago, and where technology has led it to today. The boys have a lot of these toys at home in their farm collection, so they got to see them in action---which they always love. They immediately go home, and know exactly what to do with them after they watch the short video. It's fun to see the wheels turn in their head, and them understand why and how the different pieces of machinery work. </div>
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We saved the best for last as we made our way through the museum. They had a few big tractors that you could climb onto/into, and the boys were so giddy and excited about it! We did a lot of rotating between whose turn it was to sit in the driver's seat, and touch all the appealing gadgets that draw a little boy's busy hand to it. <br />
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We all had a lot of fun, and I am so glad we finally decided to go. We had the entire museum to ourselves, which was just an added bonus with two busy, excited, and loud (at times) little boys. We have talked about grabbing my Grandparents the next time we go, as I know my Grandpa would really, really enjoy it. Hopefully we can make that happen sooner than later! </div>
<br />Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04259884338808826227noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402604361153612605.post-88423415295594281042015-01-27T15:03:00.000-06:002015-01-27T15:03:04.279-06:00Where to even begin catching up........That is the question. A big one, too. I have been away from this blog for over a year. For no particular reason, other than I just didn't make it a priority. I am not sure if I am ready for that commitment again or not, but I do know this----I really enjoy looking at old blog posts, and all of the pictures that go along with them. So, here is my attempt to jump back into things. It may be "more pictures, less talk" kind of posts, especially considering my current status of 30 weeks pregnant, which will then deliver another child....AKA: even more busy, but I want to make more of an effort. <br />
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I truly don't know where to begin catching up. I am not sure if I even can. Ok, I can't. It's not possible. So, I will start from my current status. <br />
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30 weeks pregnant with Baby Brouwer #3. A little LADY!!<br />
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I am going to go back through, starting from the very first preggo pic I took of myself at 12 weeks, and go up until today, at 30 weeks. Since I haven't documented them in blog posts, because I have been MIA, I will put them all here. It's amazing to me to see the changes!<br />
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The boys are SO excited about having a Sister. Carl and I were just talking about it in bed last night, and how they are so cute right now, and I get so happy when I see their excitement for their Baby Sister to come. I got teary eyed the other night when Carson muttered the words...."when my Baby Sister comes, I am going to make her a little heart to put in her room." It may be the pregnancy emotions flooding through me like open gates, but it got me good. <br />
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This pregnancy has been good to me....so far. Just in the recent week or two have I really felt like sleeping has been a huge struggle for me. Pair that with 4:40am alarm clocks for a workout, and I am ready for bed when the boys go at 8:00pm :) I have also been having some bad pain with my pelvic bone, which has landed me with chiropractor visits weekly. They are helping....to an extent. I was working out 4-5 times a week between Crossfit and Kickboxing, but I have toned that down to 2-3 days a week due to my pain, and the intensity it brings me that particular day. I am still hoping to continue to workout to the very end, but we will see what the final weeks bring. My ultimate prayer/wish/hope is for the workouts to aid in my recovery this time around. My previous recoveries were <strike>hell </strike>hard, and not the best.....so I am hoping this time around is better. Because let's face it....I will have a newborn and 2 littles to run after, so I don't have any time to "be down" after the C-Section :)<br />
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This time around, Carson "gets" what is happening. When Weston was born, he was 2 years old, and I don't think he really understood what was going to be happening. But this time? He gets that Mommy is going to have a baby, his Baby Sister, and he is extremely excited. I think Carson will be a big help, and Wes......well, I think he is going to be my struggle. Mainly because he is my "baby" and I may, or may not, have been treating him like that for all of his life :) He gets very jealous when I hold other kids, or turn my attention away from him. So it will be interesting to see how he responds. Although, with Carson's help, I think he will do just fine. <br />
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Carl and I have also been busy in the nursery, and we have been having SO much fun with it so far! It is quickly becoming one of my favorite rooms in the house, and I am so thrilled with how it is all coming together. I think I will save the room for a separate post, and I will wait until I am done with it to share. Because, well, I only get to decorate <i><b>one </b></i>little girl's nursery in my lifetime, so I will save that for a post of it's own. It deserves it ;) Here is a sneak peek for right now.<br />
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Another BIG milestone that I must document, since I am just going to pick up from right now in our lives is......Weston is pretty much potty trained!! That means, we will have about a 2 month(ish) break from <b>having </b>to buy diapers! Although, I am buying them already for baby sister, I don't have to buy <b>2 </b>sizes. Can I get a Hallelujah?! This potty training journey has been <b>very </b>smooth, and I almost don't even want to talk about it, because I don't want to jinx ourselves! Carl started potty training Wes last Sunday. He put him in underwear, and was happy to take on the challenge. I left for a few hours to do the grocery shopping/errand running, and Daddy held down the fort. He said Wes didn't want to go on the toilet, but Carson was right there cheering for him, saying "Go Wes, Go!" and he finally went. Wes giggled, and thought it was funny. That was the <i>very first</i> time he had <i>ever </i>gone on the toilet, so that was a big step for us! After that, it was almost like Wes knew what it felt like, and had confidence that he could do it. I think he was accident free for 2 days, and then headed to daycare. He had one accident there the first day, and that was pretty much it! I am so extremely proud of him, and how far he has come---and how quickly. He now goes on his own, and won't even tell you, which is just amazing in my eyes! He goes, flushes, puts his clothes back on (usually inside out and backwards) and jumps right back into playing. We started this process on New Years Day, and it went downhill really fast like, so we postponed it. It is really easy to postpone such a task, if you ask me :) But, we have come SO FAR in the last week, and I am one proud Mama! <br />
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<br />Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04259884338808826227noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402604361153612605.post-76104743801487197552013-09-03T15:10:00.000-05:002013-09-03T15:10:01.242-05:00First Day of PreschoolI did it. We did it. Carson completed his first day of preschool, and I couldn't be more proud of our little Wee Lad. <br />
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Carson's personality isn't the most open to change, so I was very nervous for this morning. Nervous for him, and me. Thoughts were continuously running through my head....some positive, but most were scared, anxious, and nervous thoughts. <br />
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We started the morning very early. That was my first nervous feeling I had for the day. But he was in a good mood all morning, so my mind was slowly being put at ease. He had two waffles, instead of his typical one waffle. He said he needed an extra waffle because he was a big boy and was going to school. I smiled, because he couldn't be more right. Weston sat right beside him in the big boy chair, and did his typical morning breakfast routine. Eat one bite, throw one bite across the kitchen. His waffles had a little syrup on them this morning, which made for quite the rat race around the kitchen to find all of the thrown pieces, and wipe up after them. Because nothing bothers me more than a sticky floor. So as the waffle throwing was going down, I was doing my Motherly roll as the boys were giggling at the food being thrown. I was explaining how we can't throw food, and today is a big day, Carson is going to school, and he has to be very brave, and Wes is going to Deb's for the morning by himself, and Mom will pick Carson up from school, and then we are going on a special lunch date, and then Carson gets to go to Deb's after school, and he has to behave and listen at school, and we have to take a picture before school. Carson nodded his head and agreed to everything except the picture before school. He is totally anti-pictures. But, I did manage to get a cute one! Oh, and he didn't let me do his hair. I am a little bitter about that, but maybe on a different day he will. ha. <br />
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After all of the talking I did that morning, and after I am <i>convinced </i>they only heard <i>maybe </i>a few words, Carson grabbed his backpack, and away we went. We dropped Weston off at Deb's, and we were school bound.<br />
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Carson is very attached to his Puppy Pillow these days, and it was included in his pictures because he was convinced that he needed to take it to school with him. I am sure that was his sense of comfort that he felt he needed on this particular morning. I am happy to report that I convinced him that Puppy would take a nap in the car until after he was done with school. He bought it, and didn't object to that statement. Phew! <br />
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We got there and all of the kids were playing outside. Carson stood back and watched, and didn't leave my side. I had so many butterflies in my stomach, and I was so nervous for him. This is the real deal, and this was scary stuff. I mean, he is 3! The bell rang, and Mrs. Koenen instructed that all of her students line up against the building wall. Carson listened, and followed directions. (He LISTENED, and he followed DIRECTIONS! He knows how to do both! Phew. Haha.) He lined up against the wall, and walked into the building when she said it was time to go in. I followed him in, and stood back, and observed. I stepped in and helped him find his locker, but that was the extent of help he wanted. He hung his bag up by himself, and got in line to wash his hands behind the other kids. Carson then turned, waved, and said "Bye, Mom!" That's when I turned and walked away. I lost it, and I really felt like I was going to be able to hold it all together. I called my Mom, and told her how the drop off went, and let her know I wasn't ready for this. I could hear through her voice that she was smiling, and was very relieved herself. As was I, really.<br />
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To see him smile, instead of crying like I had prepared myself for, makes me so extremely happy. We have been raising him for 3-1/2 years, and this day has come. The day that I dreamed that he would take the things we taught him, and use them on his own in this great big world. The day that he has to be independent, and brave, and walk into his big classroom with all strangers and have a giant amount of courage. And he did all of those, with such poise that it blew me away. I didn't doubt him one bit, because I have great confidence in this shy little boy, but I was prepared for the worst. He proved me wrong, and I am so very, very proud.</div>
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I was able to pick him up from pre-school today, and I was so excited to see him, and hear all about his first day. I felt like the morning hours drug, because I did not want to be at work---I wanted to be a fly on that classroom wall instead. He spotted me after his teacher dismissed the class, and he ran towards me with a great big smile on his face. Carson gave me a great big hug, and said he had so much fun. I told Daddy how his day went, he had to call Frannie and tell her about his day, and I got an ear full at lunch about his new friends. I was on cloud 9, and couldn't stop smiling at him. You could hear through his voice that he had a blast, and was so excited to go back. <br />
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I am convinced that he grew up in those few short hours at preschool. I am so anxious to see what this school year brings for him, and I am eager to see him grow as a person.<br />
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Carson is so special to us, and it is amazing to see him take on such a scary thing with so much courage and bravery. A proud parent moment smacked us right in the face this morning, and it feels so good! My heart is smiling extra big today. Angiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04259884338808826227noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8402604361153612605.post-28301977240803120232013-08-20T11:43:00.001-05:002013-08-20T11:43:45.112-05:0015 Months(ish)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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Weston had his 15 month check-up (about a month late) last week, and we got the fun facts. He is weighing in at 22 pounds, and is 31 inches long. He is heavier, and taller than his brother at this age, but that doesn't surprise me one bit. Not every child is 10% (or less) on the charts. Ha. </div>
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Weston is growing up so quickly, and is learning so many new things. He is constantly trying to keep up with his brother, and will do anything and everything to make that happen. If Carson goes up 25 steps to go down a big slide, Weston will put his fear aside and follow his tracks. He is also right there to take the toy away from Carson that he was playing with so contently. He is so sneaky when it comes to this, and knows when his brother is going to let go, or turn his back for .2 seconds. <br />
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He is also a fighter. And a biter. He doesn't back down (especially with his brother) and has a very strong-willed personality. He knows what he wants, and will put up a huge fight until he gets it. Even if it takes a hard bite. I am not even kidding. Oh, and you know where that goes---he gets bit back. So before we know it, we have a biting war on our hands, with loud screams and big crocodile tears. Boys are fun! </div>
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Wes is still so busy. He never slows down, and is very exhausting. I obviously wouldn't have it any other way, but by the end of the day, I am ready to crash. He is very curious, energetic, and will get into everything he shouldn't. But he has these killer big blue eyes that can get him anything he wants ;) </div>
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Weston has started to say a few words lately, but they aren't very clear quite yet. I do want to document one thing that I want to never forget, and that is what he calls his blanket----"Deeda." Don't ask me why he calls it that, as it sounds nothing like "blanket" but it is so darn cute. I love these little attributes that make each child so different.<br />
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Weston is <i>such </i>a blankey lover. He doesn't go <i>anywhere </i>without a blanket---no matter the circumstances. 90+ degree weather? Walking around in the garage? Outside in the mud after it rains? He always has a blanket dragging behind him. He has his favorite, no doubt----but really, any will do. We have about 10 that we rotate, and he can spot them anywhere. Just the other day he stood in front of the dryer, and cried because he could see his Deedas in the dryer. He was holding a blanket in his hand while he was crying, and we had to laugh. If he could have it his way, he would have all 10 of them at once!<br />
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.....is bottle free as of 2 weeks ago! I think we both miss it, but we are getting through it. The boys spent the night with Frannie at the River, and She brought them back saying that Weston had been bottle free for over 24 hours. I felt as if I needed to follow suit, although I wasn't quite ready for that jump yet :) I feel like he will always be my baby---and yet I know the longer we wait, the harder it will be. It is a very nice milestone to have behind us, but I am still hesitant and procrastinating with taking them out of the cupboard and packing them away. Call me crazy, it's ok----my husband does too! Ha.</div>
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Weston is still labeled as a "Mama's boy" and that makes me so happy. Only because Carson is <i>such </i>a Daddy's boy that I feel like I <i>deserve </i>at least <i>one </i>of the boys :)</div>
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W is a rough and tough kind of boy. He is constantly all over the place, is labeled as the "crazy child" and is probably sportin' numerous bruises. And more than likely, on his head----forehead to be more specific. I swear everytime a bruise heals on his forehead, he does something else to cause another one. Like running into the wall, at full speed. Carl jokes that we should get his vision checked. I blame it on him being absolutely nuts. Active is good description for the Wes Man. </div>
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With his 15 month check-up came 3 shots. He wasn't a fan, as I am sure you can imagine. Pair that with him getting some tough teeth in, and we snuggled the rest of the day. I had no complaints! </div>
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Weston is so funny, and has the best giggle. I could listen to him laugh and play all day long. He also has some crazy funny faces, and constantly makes me smile. </div>
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I want to bawl like a baby when I see pictures of him growing up. He looks more like a toddler than a baby everyday, and this Mama is most certainly not ready for that. If I could, I would bottle him up right now, and keep him little forever. And since I can't do that, I will continue to try my best to cherish every moment. </div>
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We love you so much, little Wes Man! </div>
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<i>With few words, and many pictures, I bring you the love we have for our new gorgeous backyard.......</i></div>
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With moving comes a lot of stress. I mean, you are picking up your entire house--two kids---all of their toys---and crap......and moving it. All of it. That is stressful. </div>
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We have finally made it over that hump. For the most part, everything has found a home. Please note the words<i> for the most part.</i> </div>
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One of our favorite places at our new house is the outdoor space, and we call it our own little oasis. The backyard is beautiful, and the kids have so much fun playing outside. Our driveway and the sidewalk in front of our house are flat, and that is heavenly to a little boy who thoroughly enjoys pedaling his bike, and loves bike rides. </div>
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We had so much fun playing in the water table one hot and humid July evening. The boys are drawn to water. In any shape or form, the water <i>will </i>be found. Even if it is just a <i>bird bath</i>.....they will find it, and play in it. </div>
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These crazy boys will play outside for hours. Even if it consists of playing on this small slide---they both get such a thrill. I love that characteristic about them. They just love to play.</div>
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The new trend in our house is to only wear one shoe. Both of them only have one shoe on pretty much all the time. Try and keep track of the missing shoe---I dare you to. You are bound to fail, I almost guarantee you. ha!</div>
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And we wrestle. A lot. And get very rough. I swear sometimes I should be called referee instead of Mom. </div>
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The wooden log swing under the Willow Tree has proven itself to be absolutely amazing. A lot of memories have been made here, and millions more are waiting to be had. </div>
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Weston refuses to be left out. Of anything and everything. He will run as fast as his little legs will move to catch up with his brother. </div>
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This past weekend's weather was absolutely gorgeous, and just what we needed. We spent a majority of our days outside, and the boys were all smiles. They both love to be outside, and would spend all of their days in the great outdoors if we let them. Trust me----you would have thought someone was getting seriously injured when the words "nap time" are spoken to them, which means they have to go inside. <i>Gasp</i>. </div>
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This weekend brought abnormally cooler temps for a typical Iowa July weekend, and we welcomed it with open arms. The heat and humidity is definitely welcome in my book for the Summer, don't get me wrong. But when we are graciously blessed with a weekend that has 60 degree weather, we do our best to enjoy it to the fullest. I had to hold myself back from making a soup in the crock-pot, as that will come all too soon. We forced ourselves to grill, because that is just what you do in the Summer. Carl asked me to keep the crock-pot in the cupboard for a while, and I didn't argue. </div>
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This is the view that I am so privileged to see almost daily. Carson loves to go on bike rides, and Weston truly enjoys his time in the wagon. It's a win-win-win for everyone. We all get some exercise, Carson loves to bike, Weston enjoys the wagon......and <i>wait for it</i>----Weston sits still for a good 10 minutes. :) </div>
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We live on the "edge" of town, and this beautiful view is located just down the street from our home. It makes the walks even more fun, and Carson loves to ask a <strike>million </strike>bajillion questions about everything along the way. I love that little boy and his drive and curiosity level at this age. </div>
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Last Friday Night we got the opportunity to partake in our very first "Movies Under the Moon." Last week was supposed to be <i>The Lion King</i>, but last minute got switched to <i>Finding Nemo</i>. Carson really enjoys both movies, so we were excited to watch the "fish movie" on the big screen. This fun event takes place in Overman Park in Cedar Falls, and a big screen is hung in the band shell where the movie is displayed. Everyone sprawls out on blankets on the ground, or sits in lawn chairs while cuddled up with blankets as the sun goes down, and the movie begins. The movie started shortly after 9:00 that evening, and that was truly my only concern for the night. The boys are usually zonked, or on their last leg by that time---but we decided to brave the event anyway. We brought a bag of goodies, and bought some popcorn and pop at the concession stands while we were there. I felt that there was a great turn out for the movie, and everyone had so much fun! The boys did great considering the late bed time, and the weather was gorgeous. No need for bug spray on a late July evening that brought 60 degree temps. <i>(Side note: I was perfectly content laying on a blanket under the stars and trees that evening until Carl just had to point out all the bats that were flying and swooping right over our heads! I am not scared to death of them, but I wouldn't say they are my favorite. I gave a large thank you to him after that comment.</i> <i><b> not.</b></i>)</div>
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Oh. And this boy. Does this all the time. We are trying to teach him when it is appropriate, and when it is not. When neighbors are outside? Not appropriate. In the front yard for cars to drive by and see? Not appropriate. He has done both so far. </div>
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The view that I pull into everyday now. The new house. We are both so grateful, and can feel all of the happiness that surrounds us as we enter through the doors. A lot of love lives here. </div>
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We are now officially Parkersburg residents, and we are completely in love. In love with our new house, the space, and all that comes with a new house. <br />
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The boys and I went over to the new house in the morning of the 12th, to look things over before the closing. We were pleasantly surprised when we walked through the doors to "Congratulations on your new home" balloons, and a beautiful potted plant from the previous owner. The previous owner was so extremely sweet, and so amazing to work with. The boys also got to run around the empty house, which they found to be so much fun. I think they played with nothing for an hour. Just ran around. That made me smile, and so happy, because that was my first glimpse of them in the new house. A very happy memory, no doubt. <br />
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We closed on our house last Friday, the 12th. I had a wedding that evening, and family pictures Saturday morning. We were set back a bit with getting a jump start on moving, but we kicked butt after pictures. The boys spent the weekend at Aunt DiDi's, and that was definitely a highlight of their weekend. We can't thank our family members enough for being so amazing when it comes to helping out with the boys! <br />
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The boys got to see their new rooms on Sunday afternoon, and they were both so excited. Carson was bouncing off the wall-- running and jumping around. It was so much fun---as a Mama under a lot of stress---to see your kids smile and be so happy about the same thing as you. I can't always relate to Carson's elevated excitement---but this time, I could. I mean, finding a cool leaf in the backyard doesn't give me the same excitement as it does to Carson. But this time we were on the same page. Not to mention, Carson slept in his new bed, new room, and new house----all. night. long. the <i><b>very first</b></i> night there. That is a miracle, people! <br />
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We were completely done with our old house on Tuesday evening. I haven't felt such a huge weight lifted off my shoulders in a long time----until that evening. We were struggling with the last bits and pieces, cleaning, and painting the basement floor. All things neither one of us wanted to deal with. We eventually got the job done, and it feels so good. <br />
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Now---a week later---- I can finally say I feel like we are getting somewhere. We have new bedroom furniture, bed, and living room furniture ordered, but it won't be delivered until August 28th. Our living room is livable right now, with our old furniture still doing its job. But our bedroom? That is not allowed for guests to view. We are currently sleeping on our old mattress, on the floor. We feel rather classy, to the say the least. And on top of the classy mattress that is placed directly on the floor--- our clothes are scattered throughout the room, because we don't have any dressers. I smile, and laugh inside every time I walk into our bedroom. It bothers me a little, but not really. I am excited to have our bedroom put together after the furniture comes, but it will eventually get done. I would rather play outside with the kids. Like this......this is my happy place.<br />
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This would be another sight that I got to witness out our kitchen window in the one week that we have been in our new house. Carl and Carson had some hardcore Father/Son bonding time one evening, and my heart smiles big when I look at this picture. Carl gave Carson some golfing lessons, and that was followed with some chatting on the log swing that is housed under the giant Willow Tree in our backyard. The Willow Tree is one of Carl's favorite things about the new house. Seriously, it is.<br />
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Another highlight after moving into the new house would be doing a load of laundry. It sounds crazy to some, I am sure. But when you are without, you are very happy when you get it back. The boys were also very excited. This lasted a long time. Extremely cheap entertainment, hands down!</div>
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We have already had little friend visitors over, and have met most of our neighbors. We have had banana bread, cookies and brownies brought over to welcome us to the neighborhood, and we are so grateful for such generous people. </div>
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Moving <strike>sucks</strike> is not fun, but with it comes great results and joy. I continue to remind myself that when I see another pile that needs to be looked through and put away. Or another toy that needs to find a home. Or a bill that needs to be paid but got lost somewhere. Or hek----a single glance upstairs. Our upstairs is a complete disaster, with it partially being the attic. I feel like every box is being housed in the attic, and we have our work cut out to organize that thing. It will come. But when I look at the big picture----it will all be fine. The hard part is behind us, and now we will continue to move forward. We will make this house or home for a very long time. And the boys are in love with it, as are their parents. Smitten may be a better word for it, actually. <br />
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Onto the millions of memories that are waiting to be made in our story book of life..........<br />
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