tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50560525039750017102024-03-13T11:03:23.463-04:00You're Still Hungry?Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12312512387144166621noreply@blogger.comBlogger250125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056052503975001710.post-45946939594612478202014-04-26T11:53:00.000-04:002014-04-26T11:53:27.752-04:00Easter<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
We had a great Easter weekend. </div>
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The original plan was to go to our ward Easter egg hunt and that was it for the hunts. Lucky for us, though, we got invited to a friends house on Good Friday and she hosted a big Hunt for us and a few other families, and Easter Sunday, we got invited to our friends house for dinner and another hunt. </div>
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The girls were pretty excited to use their new baskets</div>
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Our ward hosted a huge pancake breakfast followed by an Easter Egg hunt. The girls had a great time. </div>
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One of the older boys convinced Ada to trade with him her massive egg that she found. After, I told her that she does not need to trade her eggs with anyone. The egg she traded had some good chocolate in it. I think that she thought she was getting an awesome trade because it was a pink egg. </div>
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One of Ada's best friends. </div>
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Dad helping out Ivy</div>
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I am kicking myself that I didn't record the girls reaction to their baskets. Ada is so funny because she is genuinely excited over anything that is given to her and Ivy copies Ada's every move.</div>
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These girls are the biggest crack ups. </div>
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Ada is hitting a growth spurt and her church clothes are getting pretty short. We were not going to do "Easter" dresses, but since Ada really needs some new one's, we decided to get them each a little dress. Most of Ivy's clothes are hand-me-downs, but she gets really sad when Ada gets something new and she doesn't so we got her one too. I am learning how to use my camera, but clearly, I chose the wrong spot for this picture. Shadows and lighting are not great.</div>
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These girls love stuffed animals. I brought them to CVS about a month ago and they saw these little beanie babies and have not stopped talking about them. They even had a marble jar to work up to earning these. I broke down and got them. Ada's reaction was priceless. Her Unicorn goes with her everywhere. I think it's name is Uni right now. </div>
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I planned on roasting a turkey on Easter (I know, TURKEY on Easter! We had a leftover one in the freezer and I didn't feel like spending the money on ham) so I pulled it out of the freezer and started thawing it. Saturday night some friends of ours invited us to their family Easter dinner/Easter Egg hunt. How could we refuse? Since Chad didn't feel comfortable going to someone else's house, we had a big Easter lunch. We all probably gained ten pounds that day!</div>
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Our friends parents live up in Loomis in a beautiful home surrounded by beautiful property. The girls loved it. They had an Easter egg hunt for the four little kids, and after dinner, the adults got one. Super fun. We had to have our legs tied to our partner, oven mittens and sunglasses on. Made things pretty tricky. We came out with some good findings. A total of $8 in cash, bug repellent, candy, air fresheners. Scott and I made a pretty good team. Poor Ivy wanted me to hold her and was crying and being the good mom that I am, I ignored the poor girl. She found a happy place on the massive teeter todder, though. </div>
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The kids found money, presents, and candy on their hunt!</div>
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I accidentally knocked over Ada's box of nerds while we were taking a family picture and the only way I could get her to smile was by telling her we would get her another box. After looking everywhere with no luck, I finally found a box in Ivy's Easter Egg basket. She didn't even miss it. </div>
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The girls were a filthy mess when they got home. It really was a good Easter. </div>
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And of course, I am grateful for my Savior and for His willingness to Atone for our sins so that we could live with Him and our Heavenly Father again. He lives! </div>
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Blarney Castle. The grounds were beautiful and huge! It was pretty frigid that day. We had to be back in Dublin that night, which was about a three hour drive. I told Scott that I really wanted to do some shopping and hang out in one place for awhile. </div>
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We spent close to two hours touring the grounds of Blarney Castle and another hour in the giant gift shop afterwards.</div>
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When we first got to the castle, I thought that we would have to climb these dark, wet, dungeon like steps to the top to kiss the Blarney Stone. I was having second thoughts at first, but then realized that we didn't go the scary way.</div>
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Scary way.</div>
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I would have had to crouch the entire way up.</div>
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Blarney Castle</div>
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Crazy narrow and steep staircase. If you climbed too fast, you could make yourself dizzy!</div>
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I think that this was the maiden's room</div>
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The dining hall</div>
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View from the top of the castle. </div>
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Stories say that if you kiss the Blarney Stone, you are given the gift of gab. I missed the first time and had them lower me again. I think it is bad luck if you don't kiss it. Kind of gross if you think about it. Lot's of lips have made out with that stone.</div>
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Someone, no need to name names, is a LITTLE afraid of heights. He was hesitant about going for the big smooch, but after some coaxing he went for it.</div>
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I am actually somewhat surprised that Scott did kiss the stone because he is one of the biggest germaphobes that I know!</div>
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If we toured the entire grounds, it would have taken us up to four hours, but we didn't have the time.</div>
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Rock Dolmen's. This particular one was also said to have powers. If you go through the opening supposedly you enter through another realm. Scott noticed it was tilting so he held the rock up with his muscly back. There was one that Scott really wanted to see, but GPS was no help and only got us more turned around. Looking back, I wish we would have kept looking for it.</div>
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This area was said to be enchanted and supposedly if you walk up and down the stairs with your eyes closed, and only think of one thing the entire way, your wish will be granted. It was a little scary. I only lasted about halfway up. Guess my wish isn't coming true.</div>
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Scott gave it a try and almost made it. I think he said that he opened his eyes one time. Guess his wish isn't coming true either. </div>
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This dwelling used to be inhabited by a witch they say. I decided to make some witches brew. </div>
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We drove to .a place called Kells Priory, but turned too early and found this awesome bridge.</div>
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Kells Priory</div>
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This priory was built in the 1100's and was attacked and burned on three different occasions. It was kind of eerie. Maybe because we were the only people in sight and all you could hear was the sheep. Getting to the Priory was a little confusing and we couldn't figure out why the path wasn't more clear. When we left for Dublin, we noticed the main entrance to the priory off of the road. Whoops. At least we got to walk along the river and across a sketchy bridge going the way we went. </div>
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My last sheep pasture of our trip. This was a little more disgusting because there was sheep poop everywhere and I got bird poop on my hand when I climbed the rock wall.</div>
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After our last excursion, we drove back to Dublin. Our hotel is not even worth posting about because it wasn't our favorite. It was off of a really busy street and there were some sketchy people roaming the streets all night. I could hear the noisy drunk people coming in and out all night. Totally disrespectful and I was getting so angry. BUT, the night was fun for us. We spent about an hour walking around the more popular area, looking for a place to eat. By the time we decided on our pub, we were starving and probably had walked around 3 miles. I had a killer hamburger and ate the whole, massive thing (Scott thought that it tasted more like Salisbury steak because it came with a side of pepper gravy and the meat tasted like it had been pounded). Scott had some amazing chicken pasta that was delicious. After dinner, we walked around and did a little shopping. Back at our hotel, we stopped at the onsite restaurant for dessert. He had a really good piece of cheese cake and I had a lemon tart. Mmmmmm...I want some now. </div>
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<span style="text-align: center;">We woke up and had a huge breakfast in the restaurant. Super good. Sadly, we ended our trip on a really bad note by missing our flight. According to our airline, you have to be through customs/security 75 min before the flight leaves. What makes me sick about this whole situation is that we had plenty of time to get to our flight. It would have been tight, but even after being sent to another desk, walking across the airport, through customs and security, our flight still hadn't left. AAAHHH!!. So we had to drop a boat load of money to get bumped to a later flight. We were so downhearted. But, we didn't let it ruin our thoughts of Ireland. In fact, I miss it so much right now. It was a very needed vacation for me. I felt recharged when we got back...exhausted, but recharged. It has been so fun doing these day by day blog posts because I have been able to relive our trip and remember my thoughts about different experiences.</span><br />
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Wednesday morning, we woke up to a very hearty breakfast. Our host made close to a traditional Irish Breakfast, plus a side of delicious pancakes (more like crepes). </div>
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When our host, Brydie (short for Brisdgette), asked us if we wanted a traditional breakfast, we told her that we wanted it, minus the blood sausage! I am not a huge fan of the tomato, but their bacon is amazing! The sausage was a little too slimy for me so I gave it to Scott. </div>
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Our view from our breakfast table. </div>
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We were the first guests of her season and she treated us like her own children. It was so fun. She really took good care of us. I felt so bad. I had booked our room with my credit card and just before we left, we got new one's. SO I brought my new card with me to breakfast and told her to use my new one. She had a look of panic and told me she didn't take credit cards! I didn't have any cash and the nearest village was 15 minutes away and would put us back on our day excursions. Brydie told us that she needed to go into town anyway and we could follow her to the ATM. Scott asked her if she drives like a typical Irish man and she laughed and said that she didn't. She was driving up to 72 MPH on the bumpy narrow roads and 45-50MPH on the curves. We saw dust fly from her tires every time she went off the road. Once we got to town, we got our cash out and paid her. I tried to give her a tip, but she shooed me away and told me not to even think about it. I gave her a big hug and she kissed my cheek. What a sweet lady she was.</div>
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The beach across the street. We could hear the waves crashing through the night and I loved it. </div>
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It's hard to see, but in the background there is a little island. Our original plan was to take a boat out to Skellig Michael (it used to be inhabited by Monks who wanted complete seclusion). You hike about 600 steps and spend a couple of hours exploring. Well, we found out shortly after we arrived to Ireland that the port is closed until April. We were looking forward to this excursion the most, and were a little disappointed when we found out that no boats would be going out until April. Since the boat ride and tour were not an option, we decided to drive the coast to the most southern and western tip of Ireland. Our plan was to go on a tour and you cross a huge bridge (on foot) and spend some time on a little island. The drive would take a few hours.</div>
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Beach Cove Inn</div>
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Sweet little Brydie</div>
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We took a lot of stops on the way. The views were amazing.</div>
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Scott really wanted to see Stone Circles. I saw this particular one off the side of the road (I had to keep my eyes peeled for cool things to see because Scott did 99.9% of the driving). We were excited to see the Stone Circle. We parked the car, walked up the little path, then realized it was a golf course. We are pretty sure this stone circle is not natural. We felt a little foolish.</div>
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We came to sign that had a picture of sheep on the road. Shortly after, we saw sheep on the road! We wanted to see if we could pet one so we pulled over.</div>
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They took off as soon as Scott started walking toward them.</div>
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So, he ran after them</div>
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That didn't work, so I gave it a try. One of them let me get pretty close, but his shifty eyes made me nervous.</div>
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One of the villages with a photobomber. </div>
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We reached Mizen head and were excited to get out and do the tour. There were only a couple of cars in the parking lot and we thought that we scored. I REALLY had to use the bathroom and I went to open the door to the gift shop and it was locked. Crap! It was closed! The gate was shut. No tours were happening. There was no way we were going to turn around so we did what the others were doing, we hopped the fence.</div>
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Mizen Head was so beautiful. We spent so much time looking out at the waves.</div>
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We thought that we were in the clear once we hopped the first fence, but then we came upon this beast. This bridge was the whole reason we came all the way down there. We wanted to walk across it and hang out on the island. There was no way of climbing over this fence. There were spikes on the top, sharp edges on the sides. We had to cut our losses.</div>
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The bridge that we most likely will never cross!</div>
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There was another path that would take you closer to the water, and of course the gate was locked. We hopped another fence. </div>
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I could see why the gates were locked. I am pretty sure the storms from a couple of weeks previous, had destroyed the fences that lined the stairs. We had to climb over and shimmy through fallen fences. It was worth it to me, though. Scott stopped once you couldn't stand on the stairs anymore. I had to go a little bit further.</div>
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We were headed to Kinsale and wanted to be there before dark, but our travel book mentioned a "must see' Stone Circle. We passed it originally and asked a random man on the street if he new where it was. He pointed us back up the hill we had just come down and told us exactly where to go. So glad we turned around. It felt like sacred ground.</div>
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The Stone Circle was built in the 500's I think. The builders built it so the light would go through the main stones on Winter Solstice. </div>
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The ruin farthest away was where they did their cooking and bathing. They would roll hot rocks down the hill and into the bath. We can't remember what the one on top is.</div>
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Our walk to the Circle.</div>
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The harbor on the way to Kinsale.</div>
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Our little car that Scott drove the most. I drove for about ten min this day and freaked out soon after. I was paranoid about running into the rock walls. I would get confident on the straightaways, then panic when the road would curve. I had to drive through a little village too, but this one, luckily, had wide roads.</div>
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The sweet town of Kinsale. It is a harbor town and we loved our hotel. It used to be a bank, but now it is only called, "The Old BankHouse."</div>
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In our travel book, it recommended this Seafood Restaurant. Guess what?...closed! That made three things that day that we couldn't do because we were off season. Oh well. We ended up going to a restaurant called Dino's and loved it. We split fish and chips and a slice of chocolate cake. Oh and I had an awesome bowl of pureed vegetable soup.</div>
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The outside of our hotel. We slept really well and had a great breakfast in the morning.</div>
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Even though things didn't go as planned this day, it was actually one of my favorites. We saw some beautiful sites and had so much fun. </div>
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We said goodbye to our cottage and headed out to Killarney. Like I mentioned before, we spent tons of time in the car, so occasionally, I got bored and took random pictures as you will note from these first two pictures. The second one makes me laugh because just after I took this picture, the construction worker cocked his head to the side and smiled. Those Irish are so friendly. Killarney seemed like a really cool town but we didn't get to spend too much time in the actual city. Instead, we rented bikes and rode them through the national park. It was beautiful.</div>
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We rented the bikes from some random guy in a parking lot. He told us to find one that looked good, but I thought that he wanted me to use the one he pulled out. I wish I would have looked around more. I honestly thought that a wheel was going to come off. It rattled so much as I rode. Scary stuff. We had a little map of the park and at first decided that we would ride the full loop which would end up being around 12 miles (we were not really dressed for such exertion), but after realizing how long it would take us with all of our stops, we decided that we should probably just do the smaller loop. Scott and I haven't ridden bikes since before we were married. </div>
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Muckross Abbey</div>
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Torc Mountain in the back. There are some really long hikes that you can do throughout the park that I was interested in doing. We just didn't have the time, though!</div>
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People kept telling us that we lucked out on the weather. Just a couple of weeks before we got there, Ireland had storms equivalent to hurricanes (according to them) and trees were uprooted all throughout the park.</div>
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So, funny story. There were walking paths and bike paths. We were headed to a waterfall and just kept following the signs. At one point, we thought that we had made it, so we locked up our bikes with the awesome bike lock and started walking the rest of the way. We probably walked about a quarter of a mile before we realized we were on the walking path. We kept seeing the bike trail next to us. Feeling a little foolish, we headed back to our bikes and biked the rest of the way to the falls.</div>
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Cheesing it up. </div>
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Everything was so green surrounding the falls. It was gorgeous.</div>
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Where's Scott? He blended right in with his green zip up.</div>
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At the falls. We had some guys from Zimbabwe take our picture. I liked hearing them talk. </div>
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Heading back to the car. We needed to get to our Bed and Breakfast before it got dark. It is much harder to find what you need once the sun goes down.</div>
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This was part of the Ring of Kerry drive. The drive is about 110 miles of beautiful. </div>
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Another funny story. So, our B&B was in a tiny village called Ballinskelligs. We had to drive through a really cool harbor village called Portmagee to get to Ballingkselligs. Now, we had GPS in our car, but sometimes GPS would randomly lose it's signal or it tell us to go one way when we should go the other. It was starting to get dark and we were trying so hard to find a turn off to Ballingskellig. We found ourselves in the back country, where there was no signal at all, so we were just guessing how to get back to Portmagee. Once we got back to Portmagee, we got GPS signal back and it told us to go the direction heading back the way we had come in. Scott saw a sign that read, "Baile an Skeilg." The signs will have arrows that point you in the direction to go. He said that we should turn towards that, but I didn't hear him (or wasn't listening) and I guess I said that we should listen to GPS. So, GPS took us on a huge roundabout way, to Ballingskelligs. Once we got there, we realized that "Baile an Skeilg," was the Irish name for the village. Dang! The story doesn't end here. We saw a sign that had the arrow pointing toward our B&B so we headed in that direction. About 15 minutes of driving with no luck, we decided to go back to the only restaurant we saw. When I walked in, there was a sign that said, "kitchen closed." Of course we were starving! I decided to go in anyway to ask directions. It was a hotel/pub. There were a few men sitting around and one old, traditional looking Irish man (wool cap, wool jacket) walked me outside and told us the basic directions. We learned that people don't use street names, they just tell you the direction to go and then you pray that you understood fully what they said. This guy had such a strong accent, I kept watching Scott to make sure he understood, because I definitely did not. We went the way he told us and it was far. There had just been one sign at the bottom of the hill, but that was it. And there was nothing around. At one point, we were going to turn around, but I saw some walkers in the road (remember all of the exercisers? And they all wear reflective vests once the sun starts going down. Smart people) and I told Scott to pull over and we would ask them. He started to slow down, and just as he did, he saw a house with a sign out front that said, "Beach Cove Bed and Breakfast." Finally! Good thing we saw walkers and I we slowed down, otherwise we would have driven all night. </div>
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Our host was awesome. She told us that the only open restaurant/pub was back in Portmagee. I almost started to hate Portmagee So, we drove the back way (the way that Scott had seen back in Portmagee over an hour earlier) and headed to dinner. The roads were super narrow, steep and close to the cliffs edge! I ordered roast beef and mashed potatoes (at 8:30 at night) and sad to say, it was pretty gross. I felt bad not finishing it, but I didn't have it in me. </div>
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This is a picture of Portmagee when it was still light. It was taken after we had been lost for an hour and found our bearings again. </div>
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Okay, that was a long story. It probably wasn't as funny to the readers, and it wasn't very funny for us in the moment.</div>
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We loved our B&B. It was right on the coast and we could hear the waves crashing onto the shore all night. Our host was so accommodating and fun to talk to. I will post pictures of our B&B in the next post. </div>
Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12312512387144166621noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056052503975001710.post-21327149296298022062014-03-17T23:37:00.000-04:002014-03-17T23:37:37.275-04:00Day 2: Cliffs of Moher and other Villages<br />
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We set our alarm for 7:30 AM Monday morning. When it went off, I told Scott to turn it off and we would sleep for a little longer. Well, two hours later...we woke up! We slept for over 12 hours. We needed it, though. I don't remember the last time that I woke up after 9:00!</div>
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We got ready and headed out. While I was showering, Scott took a picture of the field outside of our window. So green and pretty. I think that it is a good thing that we over slept because if we would have gone to the cliffs when planned, it would have been foggy.</div>
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We stopped at a grocery store, picked up some very delicious muffins, drinkable yogurt, baguettes and cheese! Yummy. And no, we didn't eat it all at once. The baguettes and cheese were lunch.</div>
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Foley is a very common name in Ireland. In fact, when we came through customs, the guy took one look at our passport (well, Scott's because remember my passport issues) and asked, "Awww...Foley, Whereabouts do your people come from?" Sadly, we were not entirely sure. </div>
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Just before starting our tour of the cliffs.</div>
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When I think of Ireland, I think of the Cliffs of Moher. I think I was most excited about seeing these sites. They did not disappoint! It was a tad bit hazy, but everything was amazing to look at.</div>
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We decided to make a small trek to that tower. It was about two miles each way. I didn't mind. I could have stayed out there all day.</div>
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All over County Clare (where we stayed the first two nights and close to the cliffs), you will see rock walls. One of the reasons for these walls, that are pretty old, is that the landscape is very rocky, so to clear the land, farmers stacked these rocks into walls. Also, during the potato famine, farmers were paid money to build these "Rock Roads" that lead to no where. </div>
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A really long drop to the water.</div>
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Scott got after me a couple of times for getting too close to the edge. I couldn't help it. The view just pulled me in.</div>
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Okay, I feel slightly guilty for climbing on the rock wall, but I seriously loved them. They just made the landscape that much more amazing. </div>
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We made it to the tower</div>
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Taking in the view while snacking on chocolate covered peanuts and peanut butter filled pretzels (I know you wanted to know). </div>
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We found some professional photographers to take our picture. Their camera looked like it was a helicopter. We didn't get to see them use it, though. The lighting was perfect on our walk back, but dangitt, the battery was dead in our camera, so we only got a few shots. We are trying to get that perfect picture to hang in Scott's office. </div>
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After the Cliffs of Moher, our plan was to go to the Burren National Park. It is really rugged landscape that is supposed to be really cool. Well, we didn't really make it. We kind of drove right through the middle of it and missed any of the cool ruggedness. It was a different kind of pretty. A lot more browns and rocky hillsides. We did get to travel through country roads that were fun. One goal of ours was to get in a sheep pasture and get a picture with them. Well, those farmers in Ireland are smart puppies. Almost all of the fields have electric fences behind the awesome rock walls that I love, then a big ditch on the other side. So, there really isn't anyway of getting into the fields without majorly injuring yourself. I had my old camera for these last pictures and the picture doesn't really capture the greenness of the field. That was one of our sheep fields that we couldn't enter. </div>
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Trying to capture ourselves with the sheep behind us. Didn't do too well. Another thing that I loved was how quiet everything was. It is so peaceful. This particular road was empty and all around were fields and barns with a few homes. When you stood outside, you could hear animals talking, but that was it. If we were not always rushing from one spot to the next, I would have loved to go for walks down these roads (except for the fact that cars speed around corners at ridiculous speeds, I would be scared for my life!).</div>
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We are pretty sure that the Burren National Forrest is somewhere behind us. I am sure that it would have been awesome to visit...</div>
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I think that I mentioned in my first post that everything closes early. We were pretty starving, so we made sure to stop before if got dark, and eat. I think the name of this Village was Kinvara. We ran into some ladies that were exercising (I was so proud to see my Irish people running, walking or biking!) and I pulled them aside to ask if they had any recommendations of places to eat. They were so cute. They giggled because there were only like three places. We decided on the Pub that one of the ladies said was, "Lovely and Cheerful." I am not sure what she meant by cheerful, but my soup that I ordered was awesome. Scott's crab sandwich wasn't anything great. One thing I really enjoyed was the brown bread. It is really hearty and great to dip into your soup. Scott didn't like it, I think it was too dry for him. </div>
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Once we were done eating, we headed back to our Cottage and went to bed soon after. I think that was my longest night yet. I feel like I slept well every other night. Even though I was exhausted, for some reason, I could not fall asleep. I probably slept around 3-4 hours. Sheesh, I have issues! </div>
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When I told people that we were going to be going to Ireland, more often than not, I got, "Why Ireland?" Truth is, Scott has always been drawn to it, I love to travel and see new things, so it was a perfect decision. So, back in November, we decided to go for it. The next question I got once we booked our trip was, "So, are you going to go and see your parents while you are there?" Most of you already know the answer. We didn't see them. Love you Mom and Dad! </div>
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Five days before we were supposed to leave, I had this nagging feeling to pull out our passports. I figured I was having this feeling so I wouldn't forget to pack them. Boy was I wrong. I opened up my passport and found it was in my maiden name. I was sick! I spent all that morning and into the afternoon making phone calls, making sure that I could still get to Ireland. After talking to many people on Facebook, Customs and TSA, I was given the "go ahead" to just bring my Marriage certificate too. Sweet relief. I am pretty certain now, the reason I was getting those nagging feelings, was to know to bring my marriage certificate with me. Without that, there would have been major issues. </div>
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We left early Saturday Morning for the San Fran airport. Scott's parents were very kind to watch the girls for the week. The flight was long and the first leg, Scott and I didn't get to sit by each other. Lame Priceline. Just book through the actual company and not Priceline. We got into Dublin around 8:00AM. Sad to say, I didn't sleep at all on the plane, so I was pretty exhausted once we got there. Sleep deprivation never slowed us down though. We hit the ground running. We rented a car and Scott was a rockstar driving on the left side of the road. He had no issue driving. We headed for Dublin and spent a few hours there. It's funny. We feel like we went to Ireland and had a big road trip. We drove all over the place!</div>
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Dublin had a lot of narrow streets. Actually, all of Ireland is pretty much narrow streets.</div>
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These guys were crazy. I had to really look if they were statues or people. I realized they were people when one of them waved to me. </div>
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A big shopping area of Dublin. We didn't really do any shopping. We walked around looking at the different buildings (and people).</div>
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My favorite thing about Ireland is all of the old buildings (or castles and ruins). We would be driving through a village, then out of no where, you see a castle ruin. It is amazing. </div>
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I love all of the colors in Ireland. </div>
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Trying really hard not to look like a tourist</div>
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We had a travel Bible that mentioned a cafe called, "Queen of Tarts." After reading the reviews I decided that I wanted to go there as soon as we got to Dublin. That was probably our favorite thing we did Sunday. Sounds silly, but the cafe was adorable and the food was really tasty. We split a sandwich and shared a scone and a delicious chocolate tart. Mind you. During this time, I was having crazy dizzy spells. I felt like I was still on the plane and was so tired. I was fighting through, though.</div>
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I think I can see some dark circles under Scott's eyes. Poor guy worked crazy hours a couple of weeks before we left, and with the long flight, her was going on very little sleep.</div>
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After already taking a bite, I realized I didn't take a picture of the scrumptious tart. We scarfed this Mamma down pretty quickly. </div>
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I believe this was Saint Patrick's Cathedral. I thought that I was going to remember everything that we saw, but doing this post is proving me wrong. </div>
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We couldn't really spend a ton<span style="font-family: inherit;"> of time in one spot because we always had a place to go to. My parents have a timeshare in Ireland and we ha</span>d to drive over two hours to get there. We wanted to make some stops at some hot spots on the way there so we had to get going. The first stop was the Rock of Cashel.</div>
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( From Wikipedia: <span style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px;">Cashel is reputed to be the site of the conversion of the King of Munster by </span><a class="mw-redirect" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St._Patrick" style="background-color: white; background-image: none; color: #0b0080; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px; text-decoration: none;" title="St. Patrick">St. Patrick</a><span style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19.200000762939453px;"> in the 5th century). </span></div>
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Our walk up to Cashel. Isn't that rock wall awesome? I loved all of the rock walls.</div>
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The ruin at the bottom of the hill</div>
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Our next stop was Cahir which was another recommended castle to see. You can see in this picture the light fading in my eyes. We were both eating sunflower seeds in the car to stay awake. We were getting pretty tired. We didn't get to tour the inside of this castle (I am not sure if they do tours), but it was still beautiful to see. This is the largest castle in Ireland.</div>
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"Climbing" the rock wall</div>
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The river along the castle. I love all of the old bridges.</div>
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It was getting dark and we new we had to get to our cottage soon. My biggest fear came true. We had to drive (well, Scott had to drive) the narrow roads, in the rain, at night. Now, it's not that the roads are just narrow, but narrow with rock walls along both sides. There is no shoulder. The Irish drive fast too. They have no fear of the sharp turns and curvy roads. I was pretty sure that we would crash into the wall. By the time we reached Tulla (the village we stayed in), we were beyond exhausted and starving. We found the only open restaurant in the village and it happened to be Malaysian. Yes, Malaysian. Ordering Malaysian food in Ireland is like ordering Mexican food in Russia. You just don't do it. The food was so disgusting. The chicken was under cooked and the rice was crunchy. And the crazy thing is, the owner WAS Malaysian. After dinner we drove to the middle of nowhere and found our cottage (which was perfect). We brought our stuff in, got ready for bed and were asleep within minutes. We meant to get up at 7:30, but turned our alarm off and fell asleep for two more hours. </div>
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Presidents Day we headed up to the mountains with Scott's brother Doug and his family. The original plan was to go to a "membership only" place that Doug's inlaws were members, but there was one big problem. Not enough snow. It is really sad driving through the mountains right now. Last year, Scott and I took Ada just barely past where we were yesterday and there was so much snow. We are going to be having a really dry summer. Pray for rain everyone. Tangent, sorry. Okay, so we decided to head north a bit longer to a sledding park, and luckily, there was enough snow to sled. Ada was so funny the night before. She told me how she was going to do the best trick ever, that she was going to ride down the hill standing up. </div>
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The girls were very excited to see their cousins. They love Maggie so much and she and Ada play so well together. I just know Ivy wishes that she was their age</div>
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All ready to go</div>
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So funny story. I took the girls on the first ride and they loved it. Ada was super confident and wanted to go down all be herself. Doug walked the girls up to the hill. He tried to convince Ada that she would do better riding on her stomach, but she insisted on riding on her bum. Well, she spun the whole way down. I was taking pictures and thought that I was hearing screams of joy. I quickly realized they were screams of terror. By the time she reached the bottom, she was backwards and sobbing. Needless to say, she was upset for some time after and refused going down the hill with anyone. I got super frustrated with her because all I could think about was how excited Ada had been and how much money we had just spent. She snapped out of it after awhile, but never did go down by herself for the rest of the day.</div>
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This was the picture that I was talking about. There is Ada at the bottom left, backwards and crying. Maggie is probably wondering what the big deal is</div>
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All of the kids and their sunglasses. I was adamant that our kids wore theirs. Back in college, I went snowboarding all day one time and didn't wear sunglasses. It had been a sunny day and I burned my eyeballs so badly that they swelled up and were bright red. Very intense pain. So, I made sure to not let that happen to the girls. </div>
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Taking a family ride down the hill. I love my little family</div>
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Mountain man</div>
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Riding penguin style</div>
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Ada still being mopey</div>
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I finally figured out how to pick up speed. Everyone leans back. We got racing pretty fast so I had to use my feet to slow us down. Snow shot all over Ivy and she got upset that snow got in her eyes and down her shirt. The next time we went down she made sure to cover her face.</div>
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Our girls LOVE boys. I don't know if I should be worried about that. Ivy was teasing Patrick by calling him Andrew. She was mesmerized by his snowball and his spitting capabilities</div>
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Thanks Doug and Jenny for letting us invite ourselves to your family snow day. We had a blast!</div>
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I had my Christmas post all written, and then my crappy laptop shut down and that was that. We had a great Christmas. Scott and I like to stretch things out as much as possible. So, we started off the morning with our second annual massive breakfast burrito breakfast. The girls were a little underwhelmed and had already forgotten about Christmas. Ha. Once we were done eating, I asked Ada if she knew what was behind the family room door. Then it all clicked. She got super excited and charged for the room.</div>
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The morning started off with "pet hats" and pillow pets. The girls loved them. Well, Ada loved them. Ivy was just following Ada's lead. She has not connected to her pillow pet like Ada has. </div>
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It was fun watching the girls "help" all of us open our gifts. Ada was great because every present that was opened, she made such a big deal about. She kept saying, "This is the best Christmas ever!" I vaguely remember saying similar things when I was around 5. I remember my brother and I looking up into the heavens (In the early AM), hugging our present, and saying, "Thank-you Santa!"</div>
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Ivy loves Minnie Mouse. She has played with this stuffed animal maybe once!</div>
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Sno-Cone maker! I haven't used it yet, but am excited to.</div>
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Ivy destroyed her Belle's hair within an hour and then she has been trying to destroy Ada's Ariel since.</div>
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Anytime we ask Ada what she wants to be when she grows up she says, " A soccer player and babysitter." We will see if that changes after she plays soccer this fall</div>
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All she asked for was a Doc McStuffins kit, which I find funny because she rarely watches the show!</div>
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Chad scored big Christmas Morning. He always ends up with a crazy amount of gifts. </div>
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So, every Christmas, for the past 5 years, I have been knitting scarves. I apologize to those first receivers because I have come a long way since then. In fact, if you haven't already, throw it away and I will make you a new one. I have a goal to learn a different knit this year and really change things up! I am proud to say that Scott wears his scarf everyday!</div>
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We spent the rest of the day eating, lounging around, going to the park (it was a beautiful day) and playing games. What a great day!</div>
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We spent Christmas Eve with Scott's family in Benicia. We had a great time visiting, eating, watching the kids being crazy, playing games, etc. We missed Dave and Mark's families. Next year, maybe? It was so fun watching the cousins get to know each other better. Thanks Gary and Vivian.</div>
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Ada and Maggie play so well together. We also went up the day after Christmas and spent some time at a park. This park has a huge cement slide and those two girls spent almost the entire time running up the stairs and doing crazy tricks down the slide. They would crash into each other and just laugh.</div>
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The face tells you enough, right? That table cloth was taken off soon after I took this picture. That little one almost knocked the table over a couple of times during dinner.</div>
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Ivy's idea of frosting cookies is putting a little dab on the cookies and a big glob in her mouth. So gross. Major sugar high after this activity. We left well after bedtime to go home and it took both girls a long time to fall asleep.</div>
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Chad joined us for the day and even though he was a little uncomfortable at times, it was nice having him with us. </div>
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It's fun when the brothers get together. They all have the same laugh so it's hard not to chuckle when they start laughing about something. It was such a fun day and we are so glad that we were able to go!</div>
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Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12312512387144166621noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056052503975001710.post-79783937030612957922013-11-03T12:10:00.001-05:002013-11-03T12:10:30.340-05:00Halloween 2013<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
We had a couple of different events this Halloween Season. The Saturday before Halloween, we had a ward Chili cook off and trunk-or-or-treating for the kids. Ivy kept her dress on for about five minutes and Ada couldn't wait to start collecting. While outside going from car to car, Ada would say, "Trick-or-treat, thank you!" She is so animated. Ivy was more interested in eating the first piece of candy, which was slowing us down, but once she realized how it all works, she caught the hang of things and joined in. </div>
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Halloween night, one of my besties threw a big block Halloween party, bounce house and all. It was so fun for everyone. Ada was especially excited for the bounce house and talked about it the whole drive to their house. Ivy had no fear with that thing. At one point I look inside to see her jumping around with a group of big kids. </div>
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I brought some face paint with me and all of the kids wanted their faces painted. You may notice Ada's butterfly on her face and think, "Wow, Lindsay really can draw." Sorry folks, stencils. And that isn't dirt on Ada's face, it is glitter. I am jealous of those long lashes. I put a touch of mascara on her to see what I could create. </div>
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Ivy fought me on this costume too. Once she realized how cold it was outside, she stopped ripping it off and embraced her inner butterfly.</div>
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Watch out for this girl, she is trouble! Don't let those big eyes fool you. She always has a trick up her sleeve.</div>
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I wanted to join in the festivities too, so I did a little dress up. Maybe next year, I will pull out my old She-Ra costume. </div>
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After about five houses, Ivy asked me to hold her and said she wanted to go, "Nigh Nigh." I asked her if she wanted more candy which made her perk right up. </div>
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What I loved about the bounce house is that it was in the front yard and I think some random kids started jumping in it. Ha.</div>
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Thanks Jenny for putting this together (and her neighbor and my new friend, Nicole). </div>
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Words can't express how much we love this little girl. She is a handful, she gets into everything, but she is hilarious and loving (when she wants to be). </div>
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Our birthdays are a day apart so I am learning that it may get tricky celebrating. In fact, it will always be tricky with the four of us with Ada being in September and the rest of us in October. Oh, and mine and Ivy's birthday is pretty much always conference weekend. Anyway, we decided to spend the weekend in the Bay Area with my sisters family. It was so much fun and very much needed. Since the focus is on Ivy, I will save my birthday post for another day. Funny stuff.</div>
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This first picture has nothing to do with Ivy's birthday, I just want all of the family and friends that haven't met her to get a glimpse of her personality. She is just silly.</div>
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Ada and Ivy love their nightgowns and Ivy talks about her nightgown all of the time. She will take her diaper off if she doesn't have pajama bottoms or a onesie on. </div>
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So, birthday weekend, like I mentioned, we headed up to my sisters. Ivy talked about Luke and Anna's the whole way up and cried when we had to turn back early into our trip because Scott forgot my present.</div>
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At Luke's soccer practice. She loved chasing all of the balls</div>
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Getting dirty, as usual</div>
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Birthday Morning. Ivy wasn't as excited about her birthday decorations as Ada, but she still hammed things up a bit. This is her "cheese" face.</div>
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Perfect reaction when we started singing happy birthday to Ivy. </div>
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Ada has a scooter that Ivy loves to ride (and is pretty dang good, I might add). Anyway, we decided to get her one for her birthday too and she loves it. </div>
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One of Ivy's favorite past times, jumping on the tramp</div>
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Catching a ride with the cousins and the neighbor girls</div>
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We only caught a minute of her singing, but it is so cute when Ivy sings, "Happy Birthday." It goes something like, "Happy ba-ba-birthday."</div>
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So, some fun(ny) things about Ivy Girl:</div>
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*She makes the funniest faces. She knows how to stare a person down, then will follow her stare down with a cheesy grin</div>
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*She has a fake cry and will pretend that she is hurt too if Ada gets hurt</div>
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*She runs outside everyday when Scott leaves for work and gives him a big kiss followed by a really loud, "BYE DADDY!"</div>
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*She climbs onto everything (that isn't always funny). What's funny about it is she knows she isn't supposed to do it so she will put her head down and have this sly smile as she slowly climbs</div>
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*Ivy gets up pretty early (usually 6 or 6:15) and so we almost always bring her to bed with us and give her a sippy cup with juice. After that, I get Scott and I some breakfast and almost always she is a crab bucket and demands that I hold her, which I usually don't. She will hang on me, wrap her arms around my leg, follow me like a shadow, etc. After all of this I threaten to put her back in her crib in which she immediately replies (sometimes with tears), "I Happy Mommy."</div>
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*Whoever she is talking to, she usually will start and end with their name. For example, " Mommy, you have a owie, Mama?" </div>
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*When she wants to show us something she squints her eyes says, "Wook, Mommy (or Ada, Daddy, etc)."</div>
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*When she sees something that looks like a bug she will say, "Stomp, stomp," and smash the life out of it with her foot.</div>
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*She is very independent and wants to do everything herself. She will out, "NO I DO!"</div>
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* And last thing that I find funny. Whenever I give the girls baths, Ada will ask to sit in the front and as soon as she asks, Ivy will yell out, "NO, I SIT IN BACK!" She doesn't really understand that she has it wrong but it is hilarious. She will usually scowl when she yells it. </div>
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Happy Birthday to our sweet and naughty girl. She isn't a baby anymore, but I still call her my baby.</div>
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Today, is Ada's fourth birthday. I can't believe that is 4 years old. She has been that old since she was two! Seriously, that girl can talk.</div>
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For Ada's birthday last year, we had a few little decorations up when she woke up. When I was telling her this year that her birthday was coming up she immediatly told me that when she woke up on her birthday morning there would be decorations and a balloon on her chair. So, the tradition carries on. I did a few decorations after the girls went to bed. Of course, Ada got out of bed (an hour after she was put there) and saw the streamers. I tried to block them and she asked me what they were for. I told her to get back to bed. I went and tucked her in and while I was pulling the covers up, she kept asking me what those "hangy things" were. I kept telling her to not worry about it and that I would tell her in the morning. She got a big smile on her face and that was that. </div>
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Good thing Scott had to go into work extra early this morning because the girls woke up extra early (Stinkers). I was showered and dress (thankfully). So while Scott was showering, I put a show on for the girls and ran to get donuts. Ada's gift this year was a bike! When I got back from donuts, I brought that bike inside. Scott came out with Ivy first and she kept saying, "Pitty (pretty)." Then she saw the bike. Poor girl thought that it was for her. </div>
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Ada was still glued to her show (of course) so, Scott told her it was her birthday and that there were suprises waiting for her in the kitchen. We didn't have to tell her twice. She came out and her reaction was awesome. She saw the decorations and was so excited, but was over the top when she saw her bike. </div>
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I love this first picture. Both girls think that the bike belongs to them.</div>
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In this picture, Ivy learned that the bike wasn't really hers. Poor thing. We should have had a present ready for her too. Luckily her birthday is coming up. All Fall birthdays here!</div>
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Uncle Chad got Ada a really cool paint set</div>
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We had a friend birthday party last Saturday and had cupcakes so donuts were more appropriate for today. </div>
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Sitting on the counter (ALWAYS) and practicing her stink faces</div>
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Sophia Stickers</div>
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She looks so pretty! So, we never do this, but we were outside playing before 7:00AM! The girls couldn't be happier about that. Ada wasn't sure how to work the pedals for the first few minutes, but is getting the hang of it. She did have a little spill out front and I asked her if she wanted to take a break. While still crying she said, "No."</div>
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I couldn't decide if we should just do a small party and go to a bounce house or something, but her primary class alone has like 9 kids. I couldn't invite half the class and leave the rest out so we decided to have it at the park and invite everyone. It was a big party. Really fun, though.</div>
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This little girl always takes her shoes off, then steals other kids shoes!</div>
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A "friendly" game of Tag. Ada looks like she is about to take Aubrey's head off. Competitive little thing.</div>
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We attempted to play Red Rover. It was really cute to watch the kids let go of their hands when someone ran through. One couple actually held on tight and they all fell down. It was awesome!</div>
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Shoe Thief</div>
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So I found this Princess Pinata at Winco and I thought it was PERFECT. It wasn't until one of the Dad's asked me if it was a little strange that we were going to be stringing up Belle, and having the kids whack her with a stick. I was dying. It really looked like she was hanging on a noose and the "Children of the Corn" were going to town on her. Another funny incident with the pinata is I brought this massive stick to hit it with. It wasn't too heavy for me, but I realized after we got to the park that the stick was as long as some of the kids! So, we had Scott pull down a dead branch from the tree and that is what Ada started off with. Too bad the wood was dried out and the stick broke before Ada really got a good hit. Luckily, one of the Mom's had a tennis racket and a plastic case that the kids could use. We went for the plastic case first (a windsheild wiper case). That broke within seconds. So, we ended with the tennis racket and that was perfect.</div>
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Taking a swing at poor Belle</div>
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Grandma, Grandpa, Maggie, Jenny and Patrick came down from Benicia to join the fun</div>
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Enjoying the nasty cupcakes that she wanted.</div>
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Ada just cracks us up. I remember the doctor telling me just weeks before I had her, that she was going to be a little baby (my long torso hides my gigantic babies), but I was pretty sure she would be big. When the nurses put her on me for the first time, I thought to myself, "This is no six pound baby!" She is a big girl in every way (She will probably read this one day and think, "What the heck, Mom!"). Ada has a huge personality that is contagious. She loves life and get so excited about everything. I will get her some toast and she will tell me that I make the best toast ever. Ha. She will wait all day to tell Scott something and as soon as he comes in the house she will run up to him and start talking a mile a minute (really loudly) what she wanted to tell him. We usually have to remind her about her inside voice. We love this girl!</div>
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Some fun facts about the Birthday Girl.</div>
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1. She is an awesome scooter rider. That girl makes me nervous when she starts going too fast. </div>
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2. She learned to swim this summer (well, really close)</div>
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3. Her favorite food is peanut butter and banana</div>
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4. Her favorite treat is chocolate</div>
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5. She is really big into Sofia the First and Hugglemonster</div>
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6. She is very specific with her wants. If she asks me for a drink, she will tell me exactly what kind of cup. For example: Mom, can I have some ice water in a sippy cup with a lid?</div>
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7. Ada loves to have friends over or go to friends houses. I guess Ivy and I aren't enough for her.</div>
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8. She has to sleep with at least ten stuffed animals on her bed every night. </div>
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9. Ada's five favorite colors are: Pink and purple</div>
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10. She loves to pull her play tent out, put all of her stuffed animals into it, plus a "sleeping bag" and go "camping."</div>
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We love you, Ada! Happy Birthday</div>
Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12312512387144166621noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056052503975001710.post-45990698106456847002013-06-17T09:59:00.001-04:002013-06-17T09:59:44.212-04:00So Sad!<div style="text-align: center;">
So, I have been working on organizing my pictures, making more space on my computer and transferring pictures from my phone to computer. For some reason my phone and computer pictures were synced and I did not know this. I noticed that all of my blog pictures were on my phone gallery so I deleted them. Stupid, stupid! It took all of my pictures of almost six years off of my blog. I technically still HAVE all of the pictures on my hard drive, but it is so disheartening losing them off of my blog. There is no way I am going to go through every post to figure out what picture goes there. Let this be a lesson to everyone! Don't delete galleries off of your phone unless you are SURE you won't lose your blog! </div>
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Feeling sick!</div>
Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12312512387144166621noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056052503975001710.post-80202118440807377562013-06-11T01:54:00.001-04:002013-06-11T01:54:38.649-04:00Girls Weekend<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
We have talked about sneaking away for a girls weekend for a long time (Me, my sister and our college roommate/best friend/pretty much sister, Jenny) and my sisters birthday was the perfect excuse for us to go. We made arrangements with our husbands (Well, Julie didn't know about it, it was a birthday surprise, so I made the arrangements via Brian) and took off to San Francisco for the night. Jenny and I left Sacramento around and 2:00 and pulled up to Julie's around 4:00. She saw us sneaking across her porch and I would say she was mostly shocked. She had an inkling that I might be showing up, but had no idea for what. </div>
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We had her pack up, kiss her kids and hubby goodbye and took off. It was such a fun trip. Short, but the perfect getaway. </div>
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We started off with food (of course) and it did not disappoint. I can't remember the name of this restaurant, but I felt cool just sitting there. We had an awesome salad, a couple of pasta dishes and a pizza. Sounds like a ton of food. It really wasn't. It was kind of like Tapas.</div>
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Okay, so I did have some issues with this particular pasta. The actual pasta looked like grubs and it tasted like dog food. My sister had the same feelings. I got the giggles while I was eating it and driving my sister nuts, I am sure. </div>
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After dinner we went shopping. We decided on Nordstrom Rack and found some little treasures. It is amazing how much you can accomplish when you shop with friends and no kids. </div>
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After our shopping trip, we checked into our awesome hotel (thanks Brian). It was in the Financial District right across from Pier 39 area. We were on like the 54th floor so we had awesome views. The Bay Bridge was practically within reach and the new lights looked awesome.<br />
The front desk ladies were awesome and hooked us up with a free roll away bed (usually $25). They were asking us if we were going to go party it up while being away from our husbands and kids. Hahaha, we just laughed at the thought. </div>
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We decided to get really crazy and go down into the hotel restaurant for some dessert. I know, crazy right?</div>
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The dessert was delicious. I could have eaten the Molten Lava cake by myself and almost wish I would have, it was that good. </div>
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When the three of us get together, it is like no time has passed and we are still back in our college years (or even junior high). We giggle, and reminisce like nobody's business. We retell the same stories over and over and they never get old. Anyway, I have to explain the picture below. I put my camera on timer, but I guess I didn't give us enough time to actually get positioned. I think that it is the funniest picture!</div>
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Waiting for our amazingly delicious dessert (sorry Juls, only picture I got)</div>
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After we ate, we just went back to the room, got ready for bed, watched some TV and talked until after midnight. Well, I think I lasted just until midnight. I told you we were wild girls!</div>
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We decided to hit Market Street in the morning for a little more shopping, but we had to stop and eat breakfast first! We found the cutest cafe with the best waffle and cream EVER! Doesnt that look perfect?</div>
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I guess it really wasn't a spree. We tried on a TON of clothes and it was a bit obnoxious how many clothes we crammed into one dressing room. But it was fun switching our finds for each other to try on. One would think that with everything we tried on, that we had a super successful day. We did okay and I think that we each left with an item or two. So no, we did not "break the bank." </div>
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I could have stayed down there all day, but since we all had our husbands at home waiting for their darling wives to return (and save them from the kids), we took off around lunch time. </div>
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We decided that we need to make this a yearly event. It was so much to spend the evening and half a day with these ladies! And thank you to the husbands who let it happen! We love you</div>
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I am going through vacation withdrawls. We spent two days at Disney and California Adventure, then one day at the beach. Scott and his brother, Dave, talked back at the beginning of the year and Dave had mentioned that they might be going to Disney. We did not have a problem inviting ourselves. It was such a fun trip! Our girls are not car girls and they did suprisingly well, even in the almost two hours of traffic that we got stuck in on the way down. </div>
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Dave and Emily went up a day before we did, so when we arrived, we headed to Downtown Disney for some dinner and Build-A-Bear. </div>
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These pictures are somewhat out of order, but I am not going to fix it.</div>
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So many to choose from</div>
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Ivy was grabbing every stuffed animal she could reach, rubbing her face in it, then moving on to the next</div>
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We met up with Dave and Emily's fam. Ivy and Zoe were too small to ride the car ride in Car's Land (so awesome), so we watched cars zoom past, hoping to see our kids. As fun of a ride as it is, it was a bust for the kids. "Too fast," was Ada's thought.</div>
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Waiting in line. We lucked out. It was supposed to be a busy week, but the waits really were not that bad</div>
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Ivy did great. She didn't love going on rides. She would usually shake her head and say, "Noooo..." when we were about to get on one.</div>
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Bugs Land</div>
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Love Noah's face</div>
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Really fun parade in California Adventure</div>
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We spent the morning as a family then met up with Dave and Emily's fam for lunch and the rest of the day. We had to convince Ada that the ride Peter Pan was not scary. She went on it last year. She held my hand the entire ride and told me that it was too scary. </div>
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Scott get's sick on any ride that spins or twists, so I took the girls on Dumbo. Of course the first thing they do is fight over the joy stick. Ada loved this ride and Ivy was indifferent.</div>
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I can't remember the name of this ride, but you sit in a boat and it takes you along a lazy river with a tour guide. We waited a long time for this one and I was a little underwhelmed. So were the girls. They were super tired. Scott was with us for most of the line when Dave called and told him that the line for Splash Mountain was super short so the brothers hit the ride then got passes for me and Emily.</div>
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Ada loved all of the houses and we got to see Minnie and Mickey. Ivy even said their names. So cute</div>
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Ivy liked the characters from a distance. Once too close, she would shake her head and hide her face</div>
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Eating at the Horseshoe Saloon. You will notice the jar of peanut butter. Our girls are super picky and peanut butter is one thing they will eat. They hardly ate anything on our trip.</div>
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Back at California Adventure. Scott, Dave and the kids waited in line for a Disney Jr show while Emily and I hit Splash Mountain. Emily sat up front and I sat right behind her. I am glad I didn't sit up front...she got soaked. Ivy got bored in line and was hugging the other girls. </div>
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Disney Jr. Show. Ivy fell asleep in my arms during this. I took the girls back to the hotel for a couple of hours after the show to get a nap. </div>
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Disney Parade. We got pretty good seats for this, thanks to Scott. The girls loved it. Well, Ada did. Ivy was licking the ground and trying to steal a little boys toy while waiting.</div>
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Ada loved the Teacups. She squealed during the whole ride. I was glad when it was over. Luckily, I had an empty stomach, otherwise, I might have been sick</div>
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We had to force Ada to go on Small World. Seriously?! She loved it though and so did Ivy. When the ride was over, Ada immediately said, "Let's go again." Sadly, it was the last ride of the day.</div>
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Back to Day 1 (here is where the pics are out of order). Ivy hanging out with Dad</div>
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This was pretty much the end of Day one for us and day two for Dave and Emily. You could see that the kids are getting a little tired, with the slap happy Ada and Zoe missing a shoe. We did a ride swap. Dave and Emily rode Tower of Terror while we watched their kids then Scott and I went afterwards. Scott has not been on that ride for years and was a little nervous. There was a little girl sitting next to him, maybe 12 and she said that Scott could hold onto the side bar, since she wouldn't be needing it. She would be holding her hands up the whole time. She then told him that the first time on the ride, she cried. Ha. When the ride started, she grabbed his hand that was holding the side bar. We got a good laugh over that. </div>
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Back to Disney: Scott had stayed with Dave's family while I took the girls back to the hotel for a nap. While we were waiting for him at the entrance after their rests, we ran into a couple of friends. Ivy only wanted to see from a distance</div>
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Waiting for the Disney parade to start. You can see who runs the show with these two.</div>
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But you can tell from Ivy's stare down, that she doesn't hold back with her big sister. </div>
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Our last day, we went to Newport Beach with our two families and Scott and Dave's Aunt, Uncle, and cousins. We were all pretty tired by then and didn't have all of the beach equipment that we wanted, but it was still super fun. Chilly, but fun!</div>
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"Beach Bums"</div>
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Cute, and very funny girls</div>
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Ivy wasn't overly thrilled of the water</div>
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Dave and Scott before the big plunge. </div>
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After. I meant to get Dave in the picture, but I guess he "Slipped" away. Pun intended.</div>
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Our best group shot. Ada decided to be super difficult and Ivy was watching Ada be naughty</div>
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We headed back to the hotel for a swim and shower before going over to Uncle Craig and Aunt Connie's for dinner. We had a great visit and enjoyed getting to know them and their kids better.</div>
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The girls did great on the ride home. Ivy was done the last two hours, though. Absolutely done! </div>
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So much fun! I miss Dave and Emily's family and wish we lived closer! Ada loved her cousins and especially clung on to their oldest. Poor kid. I am sure he was done with her hand holding, poking, and space invading by the end of the trip. Thanks Dave and Emily for letting us join you and Connie and Craig for spending the last day with us. We had a great time.</div>
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I feel like 2013 has been a year of sickness so far! It has been so frustrating to get one kid healthy, with the next one getting sick all over again. Back in Feb. Ivy got her usual ear infection so the Doc put her on Amoxicillin. No big deal. After seven days, I started noticing some bumps on her arms and legs. They looked like hives. I wasn't TOO worried until the following morning and she woke up looking like this.</div>
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Her poor face was swollen and her body was totally covered in hives/rashes.</div>
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She wasn't itchy yet...that started a few hours later</div>
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It was my turn to teach Joy School this day and I had no idea how bad things were going to get. Luckily, my parents were there so I could have them help me with Ivy so I could teach five kids. My parents covered Ivy in anti itch cream (can't remember the name of it) and all that did was make a huge mess. By this time she was constantly twitching and so uncomfortable from all of the itching. There was no relief for the poor baby</div>
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The bath helped a little. If anything, the warm water and fun toys took her mind off of the itching. This was mid afternoon and I noticed that the swelling was getting worse so I took her to the doctor. The doctor wasn't too concerned because her airways looked good. Of course, I was a bucket full of nerves, because the swelling kept getting worse.</div>
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Ivy went to bed and just before we went to bed, I checked on her. She woke right up and I pulled her out of bed because this is what I found in the crib! I was so freaked out. The poor girl was so uncomfortable and since the swelling had gotten so much worse, I was really nervous that her airways would close during the night and we wouldn't hear her. So, after getting off of the phone with a 24 hour nurse hotline, we decided to take her to the ER. The ER was so traumatic for all of us. Ivy was so scared. She was getting poked and constantly touched by strange people and all she wanted was to sleep, but the itching was so intense, she couldn't.. She had a pretty high fever so the docs gave her Motrin to help it come down and also gave her steroids to help the swelling come down. Once the swelling came down a bit and the Motrin kicked in, she was able to start falling asleep. We got to the ER around 11:30 and got home around 3. It was a long night for us and I wish I could say that everything was fine and dandy after that. </div>
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This is the morning after. You can see that the swelling had decreased dramatically, but was still there. The problem that we ran into for the next few days, was crazy bad itching on her legs. She would kick so hard when the attacks came. It was so sad. She had claw marks on her legs, and drew blood from scratching so much. Also, the doc prescribed Prednisone to help the swelling come down, but that particular drug totally wires people. Ivy could not calm down. She was so fidgety and shaky that she had a hard time falling and staying asleep. She would wake up at 5AM jabbering a mile a minute. After all of the swelling was gone, I just took her off of it, even though the doc told me to give it to her for a week. I just couldn't imagine lasting 4 more days with a crazy, non sleeping baby. </div>
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I have been thinking about writing a post like this for awhile. Things get so hectic and stressful, that I have needed to just step back and appreciate the little things. </div>
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Little Thing #1: Ada and Ivy love to play with each other right after naps. They each have their binkies (Yes, Ada only has one only for naps and it has been perfect!) and as soon as I pull Ivy out of her crib, she bolts to Ada's little bed and goes for the binky. They belly laugh every time. </div>
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Little Thing #2: Ada is really into Little Einstiens and she will sing conversations to us or to her animals. It is really funny to listen to.</div>
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Little Thing #3: I guess this is more a BIG thing, but every night when Scott gets home from work, he helps me right away with the girls so I can either finish making dinner, or have a break. There is a new meaning to the primary song, "I'm So Glad When Daddy Comes Home."</div>
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Little Thing #4: Ada has to sleep with almost all of her "friends" or stuffed animals. I go and check on them every night and her "friends" are always strategically placed. She also perfectly places the soft side of her blanky on her face<br />
Little Thing #5: Ivy is starting to walk around like a crazy girl and make funny faces just to get laughs out of us<br />
Little Thing #6: Ada has really been into "reading" to Ivy and Ivy loves it<br />
Little Thing #7: The weather has been awesome this week<br />
Little Thing #8: We got a nice tax return<br />
Little Thing #8: Watching Ada zoom around on her scooter is so fun. I love how coordinated she is and her love of being active<br />
Little Thing #9: My Gym time. Whether it is at 5:30AM or late morning, it always feels so great to get a great work out in, especially when I am feeling stressed<br />
Little Thing #10: My girls nap at the same time! That is probably more a very BIG thing. I seriously take a nap just about everyday!<br />
Life really is great. It is hard sometimes, but I could not have asked for a better family.<br />
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Hanging out at the state capital with Dad<br />
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Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12312512387144166621noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056052503975001710.post-13643989426047377812013-02-15T10:37:00.001-05:002013-02-15T10:37:25.805-05:002/14/13The last couple of days have been draining. Ada and Ivy are out to get me...I swear it. Okay, maybe I am being sarcastic, but with some honesty.<br />
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On the way home from gymnastics the other day, I was asking Ada how she liked it and without missing a beat, Ada said, "Mom, can you just not talk to me right now?" She is three. Ivy, is into everything. I have to watch her like a hawk. She will get into my parents flour/sugar bin and her favorite thing these days is to play in the toilet water. She has attacked my parents toilet water (with pee in it) twice now and just last night the three of us were in the laundry room and Ada was going to the bathroom. I had my backed turned and as Ada jumped off of the toilet, Ivy reached in and played in the pee water. I yelled like never before. Its just so gross. Ivy is still tackling babies. Yesterday at the park she grabbed a hold of a little girl and pulled her down and today at the library she did the same thing. It is so embarrassing. I don't know how to get her to stop. So I just watch her.<br />
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I am not sure what to do with Ada. She just is mean and insubordinate so much lately. It really wears me out. Sometimes it is really funny because she will crinkle up her nose and pretend to get mad. Those are the times that I need to turn away because I am about to laugh. On the way home from the library today, Out of the blue, Ada told me to not talk to her. My friend told me that when her son says stuff like that to her, she says back that she is his mommy and that she loves him and will always talk to him. I tried that. I thought it went well until Ada said, "Oh Mommy, you can love me AND not talk to me." What will I do with that one?<br />
Ada has been saying, "No," a lot lately. I will tell her that it is time to take a nap or something and she will start shaking her head really hard while saying, "No." Or, when she does something naughty, she will shake her finger while saying, "No, no, no, no." It's really cute until she is doing that in the toilet!!!!<br />
Scott took me to a well needed date for Valentines Day. We went to Cheescake Factory and ate ourselves sick. At least I did. It was nice just hanging out. I just love him so much and am so grateful for who he is.<br />
<br />Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12312512387144166621noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056052503975001710.post-86334089493826274032013-01-30T23:19:00.000-05:002013-01-30T23:19:09.781-05:00Someone that I Admire<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
I love that this MDA walk is coming up and that my sister asked us to walk in it. She is a very modest person and doesn't want anyone to ever feel sorry for her. This upcoming event is giving me the opportunity to brag a little about my sister and about how amazing of a person she is. The two of us have been best friends forever. Yes, we have had our occasional disagreements which may have even turned into fights when young, but I have always looked up to her (even though I am the older sister). In high school, I depended on her to find the friends and once she did, I would mooch! :) She was and is always so social and everyone loves her. I was in college when she found out she had Muscular Dystrophy. The news was hard for all of us to hear, especially her, but she was also glad to know the reasons behind her physical limitations. What has been challenging is that MD is a progressive disease, and things have become harder for her as she has gotten older. But honestly, she doesn't slow down. I am a witness to that. Even when she is so tired, she is patient with her kids (I mean, there might be an occasional blow up, but nobody is perfect), and is really good at getting their creative juices flowing. She loves her family so much.</div>
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Julie has always had this confidence, that I wish I had. She isn't afraid to speak her mind, and has always known who she is. She has always been a listening ear for me during times of frustration or sadness and reassures me that I am normal. Ha</div>
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I remember when she was a camp counselor at an MD camp and I visited for the talent show. It was touching to see all of the participants performing. Some were in wheelchairs, others wore leg braces, but all had such special spirits. And what I remember most from that time is seeing the love my sister had for everyone there. I mean, serious, she struggles with some of the same things as the participants , but she was happy to be there and help. </div>
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Out of respect for her, I am not going to delve into all of the trials that she faces with MD, but the reason I am writing this post is for her and my five other readers to know how important she is to me and so many others. I am so excited to walk for her and for all of the other supporters that are going to be there for their family and friends. </div>
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I don't look at my sister and see Muscular Dystrophy, I never have. When I look at my sister, I see a beautiful, strong person who never gives up, even when the trials feel unbearable. </div>
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Thanks for being such a good example to me, sister. </div>
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If you can, come join us at the Oakland Colosseum, Feb 16th and support Muscular Dystrophy Association. Or, if you can't make it, donations are great too! Click <a href="http://www2.mda.org/site/TR/Walk/88-836-GreaterSFBayAreaDistrict?px=1617624&pg=personal&fr_id=3765">here</a> to donate. If you plan on donating, just do it now. If you are like me, you will read something, plan on taking action, then get busy or distracted. And before you know it, Feb 16th has come and gone. If you don't choose to donate or participate, I won't hate you too much (hehe). Kidding. Any help is great. I just want everyone to know how amazing my sister is and one of the many wonderful people who would benefit from your help.</div>
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<br />Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12312512387144166621noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056052503975001710.post-75417121740531609472013-01-06T01:56:00.000-05:002013-01-06T01:56:15.624-05:00Snow Day<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
We have been wanting to take Ada to the snow for awhile now and we finally were able to go (Thanks Mom and Dad for watching Ivy).</div>
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We asked some friends if they wanted to join us and we were on our way.</div>
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Originally, our plan was to just go where my Brother-in-law and cousin-in-law went a few days back but there was a truck blocking the road to the sledding. Apparently the truck was there to prevent people like us to go sledding. Private property. We ended up in a place called Cisco Grove and I was pleasantly surprised it was a place we went to when I was young. We were lucky we went when we did because it was crazy busy when we left.</div>
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Ada LOVED the snow. I thought for sure she would last an hour, tops, but she went strong for over two. In fact, we had to talk her into leaving. Here she is sliding down like a penguin (kind of).</div>
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I fear that one day, Ivy will be looking at some of our family and pictures and ask why she wasn't there. Love you Ivy! You were just too little.</div>
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We started our rides off at a long, gradual down hill but soon realized the kids wouldn't last long making the long trek up, so we found a smaller, more kid friendly area which ended up being perfect.</div>
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Scott got a snowball to the face, and no, it wasn't me that threw it.</div>
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Helping dad out of the snow</div>
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Funniest picture of the day! Ada making a snow angel! Looks like she has no neck! I cracked up when I saw this little gem.</div>
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Such a fun day! Scott and I were pretty sore when we got home and Ada had a few meltdowns, but it was worth it. </div>
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I am so glad that when we want to go to the snow, all we have to do is jump in the car and drive just over an hour, and when we are done and cold...we jump right back in the car and head back home!</div>
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Scott and I decided months ago that we would celebrate our fifth anniversary by going to a Bed and Breakfast. We spent our first night as a married couple in an awesome B&B in Salt Lake and we have wanted to go back to one ever since. We are Groupon fanatics and found this "Hidden Gem" on the Medecino Coast. Seriously, the most beautiful coastline I have ever seen. My camera sucks, so the pictures don't do justice. It was about a three hour, windy drive to get there, but the drive up was pretty too. </div>
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We stayed in a tiny, tiny town called, Elk (pop 200, but 75 according to the general store manager). The road had no guard rails or anything like that, just huge straight drop off down into the torrential water. At one point, we pulled over to take some pictures.</div>
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First thing we saw when we pulled over, a dead animal...or person??</div>
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Don't know what Scott was doing, but I thought it was a funny picture</div>
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Game of Stratego while waiting for our breakfast to be served. The breakfast was OKAY. But that was fine because everything else was perfect</div>
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Funny story:</div>
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We decided to drive up to Mendecino to see more coastline and check out the town. We drove into a state park and walked out onto a rocky ledge to see the water crashing up against the rocks. It had been cloudy but that was it. Scott told us to bring the umbrella and I laughed. Out on the cliff, the wind picked up and Scott kept saying it was starting to rain. I was giving him a hard time that it was just sprinkling and to relax. Within minutes, the wind was whipping around and it started hailing. HAILING!!!!</div>
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I was taking Scott's picture when that happened and I thought he was telling me to take more, but he was actually saying to hurry up (The wind and hail were muffling the sound).</div>
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His umbrella went inside out and we took off running. He was ahead of me and instead of waiting to make sure I was okay, he kept on running and yelled back a couple of times...Five years change things :)</div>
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In all seriousness, though, he said he knew that I was just fine because he could hear me screaming and laughing the whole time. As cold and wet as we got, it was hilarious!</div>
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The wind was still at bay in this picture</div>
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Starting to pick up a little...Scott starting to push to head back to the car</div>
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Rain starting a little and me saying that it was fine...and notice the ledge on both sides. Not the safest ledge I have ever stood on</div>
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Waves getting bigger and more powerful</div>
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Hail starting to come down and me misunderstanding Scott's requests for us to leave</div>
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Getting pelted in the face and not wanting to humor me with pictures anymore</div>
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Shortly after this picture was taken, we took off running. </div>
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Such a fun anniversary for us. I married the best guy and couldn't be happier.</div>
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Thanks for a great five years, Scott! I love you like crazy</div>
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I can't believe how fast this Christmas Season flew by. We had so much fun spending time with our family, making yummy goodies, celebrating our fifth anniversary and watching our girls open their presents (well, Ada anyway. Ivy was not quite sure what was going on).</div>
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December started off with a fun breakfast with Santa at the church. The people in charge made a really yummy breakfast for the kids, had the movie Rudolph on (The old school one) and last but not least, Santa. Ada was very adamant that she does not sit on Santa's lap. She told us that she would just STAND next to him. I tired to convince her that it was okay, but she would not budge. When Santa tried to put her on his lap, she went limp and slid right back down to the ground. Maybe it's a good thing, right? Maybe she will be the same way around all strangers.</div>
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Waiting in line for Santa</div>
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Not sure what to think of this guy</div>
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Every year, there is a little neighborhood that goes all out on Christmas lights and decor. It is so magical and the girls loved it. We went twice this year. </div>
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We tried, but failed, to get everyone looking at the same time.</div>
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Love Ivy's chubby cheeks</div>
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Ada and I made goody plates and I gave her the sugar cookies that were a little burned or broken. She loved covering them in sprinkles and frosting. I let her eat hers, one of them anyway</div>
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Ada's best buddy moved to Chicago this past fall and we have missed them so much. They came home for Christmas and the girls picked up where they left off. We attempted to make Graham Cracker houses, but they enjoyed snacking on the candy more than decorating. Well at least Ada did</div>
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We made the mistake of waiting until Christmas Eve to wrap gifts. Not a good idea. Wrapping presents takes a long time. Next year things will be done differently.</div>
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So, Ivy loves stuffed animals so we gave her, er, I mean Santa gave her a huge stuffed monkey. She saw it immediately and started freaking out. We could barely get her to stay still long enough for the picture</div>
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Loving her monkey</div>
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Ada loved opening up her gifts. Some she wasn't as excited once she saw what was inside</div>
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Helping grandpa open his present</div>
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Scott loves games and I feel so bad because he has been talking about Risk for so long. We have a vintage game collection and Risk comes in the same packaging. When I was Christmas shopping, I had the game in my hand, but decided it was more than I wanted to spend and put it back. When we went back to buy it, it was sold out! Sorry Scott (Or maybe I put it back because I would actually have to play it if I bought it. Wink, wink)</div>
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Ada got a Merida costume (Brave) and still hasn't tried it on. She is funny about anything that might be the tinniest bit scratchy. Just like her mom</div>
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My favorite gift that Ivy got. A Y Bike. She loves it. She rides it outside, inside, and it helps with her balance as she masters the art of walking. Her cousin who is a few months older than her has one and he zooms all over the place on his. I see Ivy doing the same thing in the months to come. </div>
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I am sad that Christmas is over, but excited for the New Year. Thanks to everyone who made this Holiday season so amazing and special! </div>
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Lindsayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12312512387144166621noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5056052503975001710.post-50327022748872335142012-11-20T11:29:00.001-05:002012-11-20T11:29:04.121-05:00Halloween Fun<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
I can't believe that Halloween is already over and Thanksgiving is this week. This past month has flown by!</div>
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October was a fun month. We celebrated three birthday's in the Scott Foley Fam, went to the pumpkin patch a couple of times, ward trunk-or-treating, preschool on Halloween (Costume party), and of course, actual Trick-or-treating.</div>
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We visited this pumpkin patch a couple of times. It is free, they have fun park equipment and the coolest part (I think) is the corn box. Not sand, but corn kernels Yes, I found many kernels in rolls of Ivy, but she loved it. I just had to watch her closely because she liked to put them in her mouth. The little stinker.</div>
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Ivy LOVES slides. She loved them even more riding them with her big sister.</div>
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This particular day at the patch, I yelled at a bunch of first graders. About 5 or 6 of them jumped in the corn box and started kicking corn and chucking little pieces all over. There was another toddler in there with Ivy so I laid into them a little. I wasn't horrible, but I wasn't very happy with what they were doing. </div>
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I am tempted to buy a wheelbarrow for Christmas, because this little girl loved going for rides in this one.</div>
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Okay, so I tried, I really did. My friend was "Five Little Monkey's" with her family last year, so I borrowed some of her stuff. I loved the idea, but when it was all said and done,I pretty much looked like a disheveled mom with a brown nose, and who knows what Ada looked like. I tried to make her look all beat up (You know, the monkey fell off of the bed and bumped her head), but the gauze on her head ended up looking like underwear and her homemade tail kept pulling her pants down. Oh well, at least Scott and Ivy were recognizable, right?</div>
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We had a fun October month. It went by fast and November is going by even faster. </div>
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I don't even know where to start with this little one. She really is the sweetest baby. We can't get enough of her. </div>
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These days, this little girl follows her big sis almost everywhere and wants to be doing everything that she does. Although walking has not happened yet, she has mastered the art of crawling and pulls herself up on everything. </div>
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Ivy is our "snuggler" Now, I put snuggler in paranthesis for a reason. I have seen true snugglers and I do not believe our girls fit into that mold. She does love to give Ada loves and hugs, though and will latch on to Scott as soon as he gets home from work or in the morning when he is getting ready to leave.</div>
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This little one loves to smear food everywhere...especially in her hair! I am not a fan of that, not one bit. She sure makes food look good though, eh?</div>
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I have yet to get an action picture, but Ivy likes to get up on her feet, stick her bum in the air and head on the ground. Looks like a half-hearted head stand. It's so funny to watch</div>
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This girl loves to be outside. She cries when I don't let her go outside and cries when we come back in. </div>
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This sweet one has learned how to "blink." We will tell her to blink and she will close her eyes really tight. Adorable.</div>
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Ada will lay on the ground (gross, I know) and Ivy will attack her. It is a fun game they play.</div>
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For mine and Ivy's birthdays, we headed up to Sacramento to meet up with my sister's and one of my best friends fam for dinner (PS. thanks again for that awesome pizza). Afterwards, we headed back to the homestead for presents and cupcakes. </div>
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You can tell by the confused look on Ivy's face that she wasn't quite sure what to do. The kids were happy to show her the ropes. </div>
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Wahoo for cupcakes</div>
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Ivy is just like her Daddy (both girls are). She doesn't like getting things on her hands. She kept smooshing her frosting covered hands together and slowly separating them. </div>
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Some fun things about Ivy:</div>
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1. When she picks up a ball, doll, stuffed animal, balloon, etc, she lovingly lays her head on it and squeezes the life out of it.</div>
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2. She says, "No, No, No"</div>
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3. Ivy will drop things on the floor and say, "Uh Oh"</div>
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4. When we tell her to be soft, she will smack herself on the head</div>
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5. She is a sippy cup thief. Any cup left behind get snatched up by her quick hands</div>
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6. Ivy loves her bath and loves trying to grab the water from the spout.</div>
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7. This little girl is a Daddy's girl. She reaches for him when I am holding her and gives him kisses when he leaves for work (I can honestly say that she rarely gives me kisses).</div>
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8. Ivy is a screamer, especially if Ada steals a toy from her.</div>
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9. Lately she has been putting shoes, or anything that resembles a phone up to her ear and starts chatting. And no, I am really not on the phone that much.</div>
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Happy Birthday Ivy Girl. We couldn't be more happy that you joined our family a year ago. </div>
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