tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17651286177220404252024-03-14T01:35:14.539-05:00Lucky EnoughButtonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15664185949879945244noreply@blogger.comBlogger95125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1765128617722040425.post-26280257676361524052013-03-11T19:00:00.002-05:002013-03-11T19:00:31.586-05:001st BirthdayLE is ONE! Where has this past year gone? It seems like just yesterday that she arrived!<br />
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We took her picture as usual on Wednesday, but celebrated LE's first birthday Sunday. It was wonderful to be able to share the celebration with our family and friends. LE had a BLAST and was doing her best to keep up with "the big kids."<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The "big people" cake<br />(Chocolate with vanilla buttercream)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Trying to figure out how the slide works<br />(Thanks for sharing, Aunt Sue, Uncle Nick, Carter and Callen!)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Daddy introducing LE to the icing on her cake</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Figuring out how funny this really is</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Callen was glad to help LE open her gifts</td></tr>
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We had a wonderful day--the weather cooperated, LE was her usual pleasant self, and it seemed as though everyone had a good time. Thank you to everyone who helped us celebrate LE's first year. And to all of those who have helped me make it through my first year as a mom, I will be forever grateful! I'm looking forward to many more wonderful years!Buttonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15664185949879945244noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1765128617722040425.post-45753367972208587762013-02-18T06:15:00.002-06:002013-02-18T06:15:19.112-06:0011 Months<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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My intentions to post to the blog are ALWAYS good, but now that this one is mobile--and becoming more so every day--it has become a challenge! LE is crawling everywhere, pulling up and moving around quite easily. I know it is just a matter of time before she's walking!</div>
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LE has become quite opinionated about what she eats. She LOVES blueberries, turkey and yogurt. She will try new things, but, more often than not, she returns to her staples. I have a feeling that she will thoroughly enjoy her birthday cake this year.</div>
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I cannot believe that LE is almost a year old! Time has definitely flown.</div>
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<br />Sunday, LE was 10 months old. We also discovered that she has a seventh (!) tooth coming in. Bamma said that at the rate she's getting teeth, she will be losing them by the time she's three.<div>
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LE is continuing to grow and delight us. She is crawling at high speeds, entertaining herself with her toys, and attempting to pull up. She can pull herself up onto her knees, but she hasn't figured out how to get her feet up under herself yet. I have no doubt that she will get there in the near future.</div>
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Ken and I so enjoy spending time with her. She is such a happy child and has such a sunny disposition. LE is a true joy to us and we love her so much!</div>
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Buttonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15664185949879945244noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1765128617722040425.post-17784842261546861142012-12-06T07:23:00.003-06:002012-12-06T07:23:55.851-06:00Nine Months<span id="goog_1481325439"></span><span id="goog_1481325440"></span><br />
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How can it be that LE is already NINE MONTHS OLD?!?!?!? Time is flying by! She is still sleeping well, crawling EVERYWHERE, and beginning to try to pull up. This little one has so much personality and is such a joy to be around. Ken and I are so blessed to have a happy baby and we comment on it often.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So Happy!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I want to help.</td></tr>
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Happy "9 Month" Birthday to my sweetest girl!Buttonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15664185949879945244noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1765128617722040425.post-83911588145141713932012-12-03T18:28:00.002-06:002012-12-03T18:28:22.519-06:00Visit to SantaThis past Sunday, Sue invited LE and me to join her, Carter, and Callen at the Country Club to have brunch and see Santa. LE and I were delighted to do so!<br />
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We got there just before 11:00 and got in line to see Santa. When LE got her turn, she sat on Santa's lap and was simply fascinated with him. She kept looking at him like she was trying to figure out what he was doing, but she didn't throw a fit and I was pleased with that. I didn't have an opportunity to take a picture with my camera, but I did snap a couple of pictures of C & C with LE.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Two Precious Kiddos!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">What a good looking crew!</td></tr>
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We had such a great time! Thank you to Sue, Carter and Callen for inviting us to join them.Buttonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15664185949879945244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1765128617722040425.post-27808060187143793202012-12-02T09:33:00.004-06:002012-12-02T09:33:57.698-06:00ThanksgivingOur Thanksgiving celebration began the Saturday BEFORE Thanksgiving with dinner at my sister's house. My brother-in-law is a FANTASTIC cook and, since everyone was going to be here, there and yon for Thanksgiving, we were invited to their house for a "pre-Thanksgiving dinner." We had delicious food and even better company.<br />
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Prior to dinner, we were having appetizers, which included celery for a dip. Bamma introduced LE to celery and she LOVED it. I think she liked gnawing on it because it was cold, but she took to it like a duck to water--and proceeded to try to eat every piece Bamma picked up!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hmmm...what is this?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pretty good stuff!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Uncle Steve ROCKS!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Love my Carter! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bamma and Mini-Bamma</td></tr>
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Ken, LE, and I left Wednesday night to head to LBF. We figured--rightly so--that it would be easier to travel with LE at night because she would sleep. She did pretty well until we got 45 minutes from the house and then she was FINISHED with being in the car. We stopped to take a short break and change a diaper and then got back on the road. I think I sang every Christmas carol and children's song that I knew to keep her from crying.<br />
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Thanksgiving Day was great fun. Jackie came over to eat with us and play with LE. There is no doubt that LE loves her family!<br />
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The rest of the weekend was filled with busy-ness! LE found LOTS to occupy herself.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hey, Mom! Whatcha doin' back there?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ready to cheer on the Tide with Daddy during the Iron Bowl</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hmmm...what can I dig out of Bamma's purse? (I'm sure Uncle Steve has some ideas!)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Maybe <i style="font-weight: bold;">I</i> can pick the winning numbers!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Who knew a plastic ticket holder could provide SO MUCH entertainment!</td></tr>
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On our way out of town, we made a slight detour to meet Jackie at the Bass Pro Shop in Spanish Fort. The store was decorated for Christmas and there was a great deal to see. LE was fascinated with the fish swimming in the tank, the stuffed animals, and she loved the stuffed ducks. But what she was most interested in was the model train that was set up in the "Winter Wonderland."<br />
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I have so much to be thankful for this year. I have a wonderful husband, a beautiful daughter, a loving family, and many other things too numerous to mention here. Thanksgiving kicked off the beginning of the Holiday Season and I have a feeling that I will enjoy this one more than in the past because I get to experience it with LE!Buttonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15664185949879945244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1765128617722040425.post-70898155527544315092012-11-07T21:20:00.003-06:002012-11-07T21:20:51.151-06:008 Months<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Who me? 8 months already?</td></tr>
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My how time flies! LE is now 8 months old. She is changing so rapidly that it's hard to keep up sometimes.</div>
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She still hasn't really mastered crawling. She is EXTREMELY proficient at the "army crawl" and can get somewhere in one big hurry! LE thinks "patty cake" cures all things. And she's picked up bobbing her head from side to side when she's "talking" to someone. She is a true joy to Ken and me and we continue to enjoy watching her grow and develop even more into her own person.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Patty Cake, Patty Cake!</td></tr>
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Buttonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15664185949879945244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1765128617722040425.post-46646584870035821082012-11-05T10:30:00.002-06:002012-11-05T10:31:52.204-06:00BaptismSunday was a great day of celebration in our household. LE was baptized! It was such a wonderful day and a blessing to have all of our family around us. LE wore the dress I had smocked before she was born as her christening dress and I was so pleased that it still fit. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Meeting up with the family before the service</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Loving on Bamma while Aunt Emily & Uncle Steve look on</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Getting some love from Aunt Sue and Callen</td></tr>
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I could not have asked for a better baby during the service. She entertained herself in our pew during Mass (although she did get a little fussy right before the baptism). While we were gathered around the baptismal font, she was enthralled by the water bubbling in it and when it came time to be "sprinkled," she reached out for the water in the font. Ken pulled her little hand away, but Father McDade said, "Let her play in it if she wants to." Little did he know how much of a water baby she is! LE stuck her hand in the water and there it stayed until the process concluded.<br />
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After we all processed back to the front of the church, Ken and I went up on the altar and Father sat her on the altar saying, "This is the ONLY time you will ever be allowed to sit on the altar!" which, of course, got a chuckle from everyone. After pronouncing her "...truly a child of god," the congregation clapped and she looked around the room at all those people. I believe that LE was enjoying being the center of attention. (I wonder WHERE she gets that???)<br />
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After the service, we took some pictures and then headed back to our house for a full blown family lunch of spaghetti, meatballs, Italian sausage, salad, bread and, of course, CAKE! The cake from Olexa's was beautiful and it tasted heavenly!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">LE with her proud Mommee and Daddy</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our little family with LE's godparents, Cynthia and Brad</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So precious to us!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">With Callen (and Callen's boots)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Loving from Aunt Melissa</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Beautiful Monogrammed cake from Olexa's</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It tastes as good as it looks!</td></tr>
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I feel so blessed to have had everyone join us for LE's baptism. It was a special day and to have family and friends celebrate with us made it all the more enjoyable!Buttonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15664185949879945244noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1765128617722040425.post-43439885062257517142012-11-01T09:10:00.001-05:002012-11-01T09:10:31.405-05:00"Bugging" OutLE's first Halloween was fairly low-key. Since she isn't old enough to have any sweets yet, I thought the best thing to do would be to put her in her costume and go visiting! Since she's "cute as a bug" anyway, I chose a Ladybug costume for her.<br />
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We started off the afternoon at my parents' house. Bamma and Big Pat hadn't seen LE in awhile and it was good to visit with them. LE definitely enjoyed being the center of attention. And she even made a new friend--although Bonsai wasn't QUITE sure what to do about her being down on his level!<br />
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After leaving Bamma and Big Pat's, we made a quick stop at the Hardware store to see Daddy and Grandaddy. They were thrilled to see LE!<br />
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Since Mama Jane was already at church, we stopped by there on the way home. I didn't grab my camera out of the car when we went in, but suffice it to say that LE was introduced to EVERYONE there. She was fascinated by all the children in their costumes, the colors, and the noise. <br />
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It was a fun (and tiring) evening for LE and her mommee! But I'm looking forward to more of these events in the future!<br />
<br />Buttonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15664185949879945244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1765128617722040425.post-81062564673770074832012-10-06T08:47:00.001-05:002012-10-06T08:47:39.015-05:00Seven Months<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<br />LE is seven months old today and I can't believe how big she's getting. She is growing so quickly and such a joy to be around.<div>
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LE still isn't crawling yet, but she's beginning to do "the inchworm"--pushing her self forward on the floor to get to what she wants. It is so funny to watch, but she gets frustrated when she can't get there fast enough to suit herself. She enjoys being on the floor, playing with her toys and being in her ExerSaucer. She REALLY loves to interact with Ken, particularly when he makes her laugh.</div>
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She's not really proficient at either, but she's getting better. LE doesn't have the whole balance thing down yet, so she has a tendency to topple over rather than sit really well. As for being on all fours, she rocks back and forth a little, gets frustrated with the fact that she isn't moving, and then flattens herself back out. I have no doubt that she will be crawling any minute now!<br />
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LE still loves her bath time. She plays in the water and it is almost impossible to get her to lay back now. When she does lay back, she kicks her feet with such force that anyone around her gets splashed. The other night at the end of her bath, <i style="font-weight: bold;">I</i> looked like the one who had been bathed!<br />
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Her personality is showing more and more now. She loves playing in the ExcerSaucer. When she's on her mat, LE reaches for her toys and rolls over to get to things she wants. She is growing so quickly!Buttonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15664185949879945244noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1765128617722040425.post-87293276426903079362012-09-18T11:33:00.004-05:002012-09-18T11:33:44.109-05:00Now What?Saturday, LE was playing on the floor. I looked over at one point and this is what I saw:<br />
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She was up on all fours and sat there looking at me for the longest time with this look on her face as if to say, "Ok, now what do I do?" After sitting there for a few minutes, she flattened herself back out and continued playing on her mat. I have no doubt that she will be moving and grooving all over the place before long!Buttonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15664185949879945244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1765128617722040425.post-36209385771996120172012-09-10T07:00:00.000-05:002012-09-10T07:00:11.789-05:00Six Months<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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WOW! These six months have FLOWN by! LE's personality is really beginning to show and she's doing all sorts of new things. She has eaten sweet potatoes, bananas, and peas (she's NOT a fan) in addition to the applesauce and pears I introduced her to this summer. She's beginning to sit up a little, but it's usually in more of a "tripod" position, leaning forward to grab things in front of her. She reaches out to grab things, particularly noses on people's faces and turns to see what's going on when she hears people talking. She is very curious and always wants to be in the middle of things. LE is rolling over all the time now--front to back and back to front--and pushing herself around on her mat to get to things she wants. She has also been pulling her knees up under her, particularly when she's sleeping, and I'm sure it won't be too long before she's crawling all over the place.<br />
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She weighs 16.15 pounds and is 27 inches long, as per her six month check up, which was Friday. She is progressing well and we continue to enjoy watching her grow.<br />
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Buttonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15664185949879945244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1765128617722040425.post-18228289530413520192012-09-09T10:57:00.003-05:002012-09-09T10:57:28.511-05:00Labor Day WeekendLabor Day found LE and me at the beach with Bamma, Big Pat, Carter, Callen, Uncle Steve, and Aunt Emily, while Aunt Sue and Uncle Nick went to Dallas for the UA game and Ken stayed at home to work. <br />
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Our long weekend (Friday through Tuesday) consisted of a great deal of swimming, playing, napping, and family time. LE enjoyed spending time with everyone, but particularly Carter and Callen. She was simply enthralled with all the "busy-ness" that went on when they were around.<br />
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Callen fell in love with Aunt Em's hat and tried her best to wear it like Aunt Em. She was a hoot!</div>
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We had just a great time during the weekend that we hated to leave! But we're looking forward to going back when Ken can join us, which will hopefully be soon.<br />
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Saturday, there was all kinds of activity going on around here. C & C's birthday party was at VCC and LE and I were in attendance. Bamma was holding LE while I was fixing her lunch and when I started to take her from Bamma, Bamma said, "You didn't tell me LE had a tooth!" I responded, "I didn't know she had a tooth! She didn't have one yesterday!"</div>
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Saturday afternoon, I had a clothing party at my house. Jackson, who is five days older than LE, came over with his mom, Melissa, and LE and Jackson sat in the floor and entertained each other. They were having an extremely important conversation. It made me wish I knew what they were saying.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hey! There's another person just my size!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">What an enthralling conversation!</td></tr>
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We had a busy, full weekend, but we thoroughly enjoyed ourselves! I look forward to more entertaining weekends in the future.Buttonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15664185949879945244noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1765128617722040425.post-46286788169214604732012-08-18T09:54:00.003-05:002012-08-18T09:54:52.932-05:00Busy WeekThis has been a pretty busy week in our household. I started back to school Monday, so LE started day care that day as well. When we got to her day care and walked in the room, LE's eyes got really wide and she opened her mouth really big. She did her best to take in everything she was seeing. Since she was so enthralled, I felt really comfortable leaving her there.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ready for the first day!</td></tr>
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When I picked her up, I asked her teachers how it had gone. They said she did really well. When I looked at her information sheet, it showed that she had "napped" from 9:00 to 9:20 and from 1:30 to 2:15. I knew that she would be a rag when she got home and she most definitely was!<br />
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Every day this week, she has awakened bright-eyed and raring to go! It is so nice to start the day with a smiling, happy baby!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So happy!</td></tr>
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Thursday night, Ken had to run some errands. After he left, I realized I needed him to pick up some formula, so I called him to ask him to do so. He said that he would take care of it. Well, not only did he get the formula, but he also bought LE a gorilla the size of Lola! He said, "Every girl needs a gorilla." Who can argue with that kind of logic?<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Not so sure about this thing.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Maybe it's not so bad after all!</td></tr>
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<br />Buttonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15664185949879945244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1765128617722040425.post-49061044668246248662012-08-06T08:57:00.001-05:002012-08-06T08:57:19.731-05:00Five Months<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Still loving playing with her feet</td></tr>
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My sweet little girl is growing up so quickly! I cannot believe that she is already five months old. She is rolling over--from back to tummy and tummy to back, trying to sit up (with help), testing her voice with new sounds and vocals, eating pears and applesauce from a spoon, and generally developing her own little personality. I love that I have been able to spend all this time with her and I'm surprised at how quickly time has gone by.<br />
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I can't believe that summer is almost over. Next week, LE will start day care and I will start my fifteenth (!) year teaching. I'm sure that I will miss spending my days with her, but I am also looking forward to returning to the classroom.<br />
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I love this little one so much and can't wait to see her grow and develop even more.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">What a sweetie!</td></tr>
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<br />Buttonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15664185949879945244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1765128617722040425.post-39639429956694581152012-08-01T07:00:00.000-05:002012-08-01T07:00:08.206-05:00The Beach PhotosWhen we were growing up, at some point in the summer, my mother would have the three of us pose for pictures on the beach. There was a great deal of moaning and groaning about this from all three of us, but upon reflection I'm glad that she took those pictures. As we look at them, they bring back many memories of time spent together as a family.<br />
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With that in mind, I got Ken and LE up early-ish Sunday morning so we could tromp over to the beach to take some family pictures before it got too hot. Bamma was our photographer and she got some great shots of all of us. This was LE's first trip over to the "BEACH beach" (to quote C & C), so I made sure to put her feet in the water and let a few little waves wash over them. She loved it and splashed her feet in the water.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our little family</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is the kind of picture Bamma used to take of us--always had sea oats in the background.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">LE loves to splash in the water.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She loves it when I "throw" her up in the air. Look at that smile!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ken is not always a cooperative participant in pictures--but he does make me laugh.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Studying Daddy VERY closely--you never know what he might do.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bamma--our picture-taker extraordinaire!</td></tr>
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I look forward to more family picture taking opportunities in the future!Buttonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15664185949879945244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1765128617722040425.post-90569266215203277482012-07-31T07:00:00.000-05:002012-07-31T07:00:04.942-05:00Pool DayKen was able to come down for a second time this summer and LE and I were so glad to see him. We spent most of Friday out by the pool and made sure that LE got plenty of pool time too!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Feet are going non-stop in the pool</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She likes to splash, most often splashing herself in the face!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Time out for a pool-side snack</td></tr>
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Jackie was able to come over and spend time with us as well. She even brought dinner--a VERY tasty seafood lasagna which we devoured. We had such a great day, even ending with an impromptu dance party in the living room!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Happy to see Jack</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Movie star material</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Splashing is so much fun!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dance Party!</td></tr>
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It was so nice to have Jack and Ken here. I love that we have so many opportunities spend time with our families!<br />
<br />Buttonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15664185949879945244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1765128617722040425.post-40633922045837243232012-07-29T18:24:00.002-05:002012-07-29T18:24:03.590-05:00VisitorsThursday, July 19, LE and I had some welcome visitors--Papa Smith and Mama Jane! They were staying in a condo on the beach and came over to visit and to take us to lunch. LE was very happy to see them.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mama Jane enjoyed feeding LE.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Papa Smith is glad that LE let go of his nose!</td></tr>
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Lately, I've noticed that LE crosses her feet often when she is lying down or sitting. The first time we saw her on the ultrasound, she was doing the same thing. It is such a cute thing and I continue to enjoy watching her grow and develop her own personality.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Look at those feet!</td></tr>
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<br />Buttonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15664185949879945244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1765128617722040425.post-20898237255140304432012-07-15T12:44:00.001-05:002012-07-15T12:44:15.814-05:00Fun In The Sun (well, kinda)LE and I are having a BLAST at the beach! She is growing and changing so quickly. It is so much fun for me to watch her do and try new things.<br />
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One of the new things that she's been introduced to in the past week is applesauce. Since she'd tolerated the rice cereal so well, after a week (with Bamma's encouragement), I introduced her to applesauce. LE seemed to take to it right away. Now two days later when I'm trying to feed her, she bucks until she can taste it! I've taken to mixing the rice cereal WITH some applesauce so she gets the taste, but still eats the cereal.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Look how big those eyes are! I think she likes it.</td></tr>
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Ken came down for several days this past week. It was so wonderful to have him here. He couldn't get over how big LE has gotten and all the things that she's doing now. I wanted Ken to be the one to put LE in the pool for the first time and we invited Jackie to come witness LE's "pool debut." Jack offered to make gumbo (which was FABULOUS), so Ken got the shrimp. While he was peeling and deveining them, he had more "help" than he wanted!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">T.V.'s idea of helping is waiting for a handout.</td></tr>
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Sue left a "baby floatie" down here that she had used with Callen. It's really intended for a baby who can sit up, but since we weren't going to have LE in the pool that long AND we were going to be holding her, we tried it out. It seemed to work. LE loved splashing, kicking, and playing in the water. She even surprised herself a couple of times by splashing herself in the face!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Getting ready</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Trying it out</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Playing with Jack</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Three Generations</td></tr>
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We are currently waiting for "the entertainers" to return. They will be with us for the next week and I have no doubt that things will be going NON-STOP the entire time!Buttonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15664185949879945244noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1765128617722040425.post-21658268540376968262012-07-06T08:23:00.001-05:002012-07-06T08:23:09.785-05:00Four MonthsLE is four months old today! I can't believe how rapidly the time has flown by. Bamma made the comment this morning that sometimes the individual days go slowly, but, overall, time moves quickly. How right she is! LE has spent the last week at the beach with her cousins and has been THOROUGHLY entertained by them. And she has also learned how to squeal--something I attribute to trying to say her part among all the voices she hears.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I've found my feet!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hanging out with "the entertainers"</td></tr>
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I am enjoying watching her reach so many different milestones and look forward to her continued growth.Buttonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15664185949879945244noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1765128617722040425.post-29070103169248873552012-07-04T14:59:00.002-05:002012-07-04T14:59:13.946-05:00New ExperiencesLE and I left home and headed for the beach at the end of June. My plan is for us to stay at our family beach house for as long as possible. So far, things are going well. Because we are in a different environment, coupled with the fact that LE is growing and changing rapidly, there are some new things that she is experiencing while we are at the beach.<br />
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We had only been here a few days when LE rolled over from her back to her tummy. I had put her on her back on her play mat and walked into the kitchen to make some lunch and when I turned around, she was on her tummy! I was excited and surprised, but immediately grabbed my camera, put her back on her back and she did it again!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Going...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Going...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Almost there...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She got it! (And she's NOT happy!)</td></tr>
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We always seem to spend the majority of our time outside by the pool. Since LE is too young for me to put sunscreen on right now, I've kept her on the shaded portion of our pool decking either in her bouncy seat or the Pa.ck 'N Pl.ay. As a result, she is kept cool by the breeze and often falls asleep.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It's nice to sleep outside in the breeze.</td></tr>
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Because we are outside so much, I also realized that LE might need a hat to keep her face shaded. She hasn't seemed to object to it much.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So stylish</td></tr>
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LE has been eating 8 ounces of formula consistently for awhile now. For the last few days she has been getting EXTREMELY agitated about three hours after eating and is hungry again. As a result, I decided to go ahead and start her on rice cereal. Her first attempt was today, July 4, and she did not seem to like or dislike it at this point. We'll keep trying!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">After the first few spoonfuls</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I think I might like my hand better!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Wearing most of it</td></tr>
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<br />Buttonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15664185949879945244noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1765128617722040425.post-87200026304256728532012-06-25T18:28:00.000-05:002012-06-25T18:28:07.376-05:00Almost...Lately, LE has been ALMOST rolling over from her back to her front on her play mat. She gets 95% there, can't figure out what to do with her pinned arm, gets frustrated, and rolls back onto her back. Saturday, I was in the kitchen making bruschetta, so I put her on her play mat so I could talk to her and watch her while I worked. Below are a few pictures of one of her attempts.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">LE likes interacting with the animals on her play mat.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mom, why are you down here on the floor with me?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I can't get this arm to move!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hmmmm...maybe if I chew on my hand, that would help.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Doesn't seem to be working so well.</td></tr>
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It's fun to watch her. I know she'll be there really soon and then there will be no stopping her!Buttonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15664185949879945244noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1765128617722040425.post-52565831401417627602012-06-18T09:00:00.000-05:002012-06-18T09:02:04.962-05:00Father's DayKen's first Father's Day was rather low key. LE and I got up early to make the coffee and let Ken sleep in a little since he is the one who usually gets up with her in the morning. We had a nice breakfast at home and just relaxed. About 2:00 P.M., went over to Ken's dad's house to wish Papa Smith Happy Father's Day. We had a late lunch, visited for a little while and then Little Miss decided to get tired and fussy, so we headed home.<br />
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Daily, Ken continues to show me what a good Daddy he is through his interaction with LE. I hope he enjoyed his Father's Day and I look forward to more celebrations the three of us can share.<br />
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