As John was lathering the shampoo he said that he thought the new brand was so thick and creamy. As he rubbed Cameron's scalp he noticed the scent was wonderful. As Cameron was under water rinsing his hair John picked up the bottle to see what brand of shampoo I had purchased. It's called, "Crazy Pet Pina Colada Shampoo For Dogs."
John quickly grabbed the not so thick or wonderfully smelling Suave shampoo and began lathering Cameron's head up again.
I guess I forgot to put away the shampoo after bathing the dog.Labels: Cameron
----- COMMENT: AUTHOR: ~**Dawn**~ DATE:5/09/2007 1:42 PM LOL! ----- COMMENT: AUTHOR: DATE:5/09/2007 2:13 PM Sounds like a crazy day at the Judd home!Labels: Texas
----- COMMENT: AUTHOR: Laura DATE:5/06/2007 8:09 PM Oh my Hell! Oh my hell! oh my hell you are so right on this one!!!!! I don't know that I even want to come visit anymore..... Can i get a shot, or maybe even a treatment before we come out for our cruise? I can't believe it. You are so brave. You need to come back to the land of Zion where you and your dear family will be protected from extra long nasty snakes, roaches, rats, insects as big as baseballs. the land of Zion is amazing!! I think I am going to keep my roots planted here. ----- COMMENT: AUTHOR: Kara DATE:5/07/2007 5:48 AM OMG that thing is huge!! ----- COMMENT: AUTHOR: ~**Dawn**~ DATE:5/07/2007 5:58 AM whoa! let's hope that snakes are solitary creayures huh?? ::shiver::
Madison and I were remembering the tall tales her dad has told her over the years. The first one is that John once convinced her that her name was really Madison Cake instead of Madison Kate because they typed it out wrong on her birth certificate. I thought she knew he was joking. But Madison went around for a couple of years telling people her name was Madison Cake. It wasn't until Madison happened upon her birth certificate and saw that her name was Kate not Cake.
There was a small forest cut down close to our home. The trees laid where they fell, looking like they were pushed over. John told Madison that there were elephants living next to our subdivison and they had pushed the trees over. He would even yell, "There's one now!" And when Madison turned to look the elephants were quick and hid in the remaining trees, of course.
Madison asked her dad why she had one brown eye and one blue eye. He told her that I was jealous that she had blue eyes like him and I wanted her to have brown eyes like myself. So, I stuck a brown sucker in her eye until it turned brown. What?! That's a very odd story but Maddie believed it for a short time.
Madison asked John how he got the scar on his chin. He told her he was once trapped in a train with a lion. He grabbed a whip off the wall to keep the lion from attacking him. When he flicked the whip, it hit him, cutting his chin. And that's how he got the scar. John then climbed up and out of the train car to get away from the lion. But then he fell into another train car filled with snakes. And to this day he hates snakes! Now if you know Indiana Jones you probably recognize this scene from one of the Indiana Jones movies.
Fast forward a few years. Madison had a friend over when the Indiana Jones movie came on. She stopped playing when she noticed a guy stuck in a train with a lion and a whip. When young Indy cut his chin she said, "Hey, that happened to my Dad! And then he climbed up on top of the train and fell back into the train filled with snakes." Imagine her surprise when Indy did exactly the same thing! I started laughing and I was about to tell her that her dad was a big fat liar when John walked into the room. "Dad, you didn't fall into the snakes! That's from a movie!"
"No way! They stole my story! I'm going to sue them for stealing my life and making it into a movie!" John tried desperately to convince her. But Madison's smart. It only took a few years to realize her dad's a big fat liar!
And I did "Jiggle Free Buns" today for my workout. Yeah me!Labels: family
----- COMMENT: AUTHOR: Laura DATE:5/03/2007 8:33 AM Jiggle free buns? sign me up where do i get some of those? You are going to be one rockin momma when you come to Utah, I better get my butt in shape. ----- COMMENT: AUTHOR: Kira Joy DATE:5/03/2007 8:49 AM My dad was never really into telling me tall tales, but my older sister Karli always did. We still talk about the "Karli Robot" days, the Michael Jackson stories and the illustrius "Bloody Mary" horrors she traumatized me with, I still can't go into a dark bathroom. ----- COMMENT: AUTHOR: Jason DATE:5/05/2007 4:23 PM This is a whole side of John that you've never shared with me! I like it, I like it! Very funny stories. Our parents never did anything like that, of course. I just remember that I was always telling you that you were adopted. You never bought it. But, Katrine, I don't know how to break it to you after all these years, but, well....you're actually adopted. ----- -------- AUTHOR: Katrine TITLE: Freddy Fun Fish DATE: 5/02/2007 09:28:00 AM ----- BODY: Ethan's Preschool has a stuffed toy fish named Freddy Fun Fish. Freddy gets to go to someone's house every week. There is a book to journal what each preschooler has done with Freddy. It's very hard for a 5 year old to wait his turn. But the day finally came when Ethan got to take Freddy home. I wish I had my camera when Ethan walked out of his classroom with Freddy and a huge smile! Ethan is so cute! Here's what Ethan has done with Freddy.
Freddy and Ethan together at last!
Freddy cheered Ethan on at soccer practice.
Freddy sat with mom while Ethan was at speech therapy.
A trip to the library.
And it looks like I may have my first thumb sucker. Why did I find this so gross in other children, but in my own son I find it so endearing?
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR: Kira Joy
DATE:5/02/2007 1:03 PM
I totally love how easily entertained kids are and how appreciative they are of the tiny stuff. How cute, I hope those two (Ethan and Fish) had a great time together.
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AUTHOR: Mimi
DATE:5/02/2007 1:31 PM
Freddy had an awesome weekend!
Kira is holding me responsible. Thank you! John bought me The Firm with the resistance cords. I used it today for the first time. It was wonderful! I was using muscles that I haven't used since I was a member of a gym. It felt great. But because I am such a wimp right now, I could only do 15 minutes of the 30 minute work out. Slow and steady wins the race, right?
And speaking of Kira, she just graduated with honors. Way to go girl! I totally stole this picture of Kira and my brother from her mother's blog. (I hope you don't mind Karie!) I thought it was so cute! So Kira now has a degree in English. I cringe when she reads my blog because I know she probably notices every error. It's quite sad because I used to be good at English. But if you don't use it, you lose it.
Anyway, I'm rambling. And I have laundry to do.
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AUTHOR: Kira Joy
DATE:5/01/2007 8:44 AM
Rock on Katrine! Keep it up! You're doing great! Maybe I should get The Firm, from the looks of the cover I might not only get thin, but a tan and a larger cup size too :)Labels: me
----- COMMENT: AUTHOR: Laura DATE:4/27/2007 1:16 PM yeah i am with you i have the same problem. ----- COMMENT: AUTHOR: Jason DATE:4/27/2007 9:34 PM I am sorry. Of course your body has turned against you after four kids. Everyone's does, right? Except Mom's. Her body always just snapped right back into place, even after #6. How did that happen? Why didn't you get that gene? ----- COMMENT: AUTHOR: Kira Joy DATE:4/30/2007 9:04 AM Being as petite as you are, you can sincerely blame any anatomy imperfections on childbirth. I, on the other hand, don't have pregnancy excuses for my curvacious figure. Don't get me wrong, I would do anything to look like those fierce little hotties on tv, well, except diet and exercise, but those are the only two things.
I have also been busy making this for my friend MaryBeth. She is pregnant with her first child. They don't know the sex of the baby yet, so I wanted the quilt to go with either a boy or girl. But I didn't want green or yellow, so I picked orange. Please believe me that the orange wsn't so eye piercing in real life! I was hoping it would look unisex but Madison thinks it is to girly. Maybe the hearts and flowers made it more feminine.
And we are back full swing into soccer. John is some district manager of coordination or some other title in the soccer league. It basically involves a lot of phone calls, meetings, and upset parents. And between my 3 children in soccer, we have four different teams. Madison is now playing on two soccer teams because her mother did not have enough games to take up each Saturday. I also drive them to 5 different practices each week. But all is good because they love it.
It was suprisingly cold at one of the games. I wasn't prepared for it because I've never experienced that cold of a day during April in Houston. So, I bundled up Devin the best I could! He's a trooper and never cries. Seriously, never! Except yesterday when John was cheering Madison during the game and he yelled so loud it scared the poor little guy. And sadly, I don't have a current picture of Cameron playing soccer, so that will have to come later.
I understand this blog entry was pretty boring for everyone. I could have written about my evening at the cannery, or my dog's allergies, or my recent obssession with the Discovery Health channel, but that will have to wait.
And as Madison would say, "Take care peeps!"
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AUTHOR: Kira Joy
DATE:4/23/2007 12:22 PM
OK. Gorgeous blanket, and I love the orange so nice choice.
After 12 years, countless loads of laundry, and not one breakdown, my washer and dryer called it quits. What are the chances of both dryer and washer dying just a few days apart? It's like one couldn't continue living without the other. This washer and dryer set was the first major purchase John and I made together. They saw us through 3 moves, including one across the country. I washed newborn clothing for 3 children with this washer and dryer. I remember Madison climbing into the dryer with her blanket, pillow, and stuffed animal for a "hut." I was strangely sentimental to see them leave.
But....
Hello Lover Boys! We purchased the big daddys of all washers and dryers. I've never been so excited to do laundry! Not only because these machines are so cool, but also because Mt. Rushmore was as tall as I was because it had been over a week since I had done laundry. They worked beautifully! But there is one problem. With new machines, comes new detergent. One must use the detergent marked "HE" for front laoding machines. And this detergent smells. Very strongly! It's not a bad smell, but it is a very strong smell! You know how certain smells cause different emotions? Well, this smell makes me angry! I've felt frustrated, overwhelmed, and tired of dirty laundry. But I have never felt violent towards my clean and folded clothing!
But look, this is cool! You can do laundry in the dark because the dryer has a light!Labels: House
----- COMMENT: AUTHOR: Jason DATE:4/12/2007 9:16 AM "Farewell, thou good and faithful servants."
I must say those words to Cameron several times a day. He is easily distracted and he has his own time frame. So in order to Cameron on pace I often tell him to "Stay with me Cameron!" Yesterday those words took on a whole new meaning.
I had to take Cameron to the Dr. I wasn't expecting it, but it ended up that Cameron needed to have his blood tested. He was very brave when they pricked his thumb. But as they filled the tube with his precious blood he began to shake. This happens whenever Cameron is nervous. Finally they were finished, he picked a sticker, and we were off with Ethan following behind and Devin in the stroller.
When we got into the waiting room Cameron began saying he was really dizzy. He quickly sat down on a chair. I tried to get back into the office to speak with the nurse about Cameron's sudden dizziness, but the door automatically locks and so I couldn't get back in without going through another crowded waiting room, which is not easy with a stroller and two little boys. He said he could walk now so we left.
By the time we got to the elevator he said he wanted to lay down. "Stay with me Cameron. Look, you can push the button." But even the thrill of pushing buttons could not distract him. Instead he leaned against the garbage can. Finally the doors opened and our short little train boarded the elevator.
As soon as the doors closed Cameron laid down on the elevator floor. This isn't good I thought. "Cameron stay with me. You need to get up."
"Will you carry me?"
"Cameron, you're too heavy and I have to push the stroller."
During this conversation Ethan is having his own about the Star Wars sticker he just got and how he has seen all the "Victories" on the Star Wars X-box game. It was then that the elevator doors opened revealing my 8 year old laying on the floor, Ethan is putting stickers on his chest, and Devin is desperately looking for his pacifier with his mouth like a hungry baby bird while making grunting noises like a hungry piglet.
I helped Cameron to his feet while someone held the elevator doors for us and we make our way through the small crowd of people and to the lobby. We almost made it to the doors when Cameron found another chair and collapsed. At least it wasn't the floor this time. In the bright light of the lobby I could now see my boy's face. The little guy was as white as white can be. Even his lips were white! Obviously, Cameron does not handle needles well.
We waited a little longer until Cameron could move again. I thought the cool air outside would perk him up. As we were walking through the parking lot Cameron dropped his sticker. He bent up to pick it up and then never came up. He was laying spread eagle in the parking lot with a sticker safely in his hand. "Cameron, stay with me!" I began having visions of myself directing traffic around my child. "Cameron can you make it to the car? It's only 3 cars away."
"Where's the car?"
"It's right there, you can see it."
"But that's so far away!"
I managed to get Cameron off the asphalt and he grabbed onto my hip, and I held onto him as I pushed the stroller with my other hand. Ethan followed behind asking Cameron if he had his sticker.
Finally we managed to get to the car. I began to giggle at our little situation. It's how I cope in stressful situations. I found it slightly amusing and I decided to call my hubby and let him laugh at our predicament. But I forgot we don't share the same sense of humor! "It's not funny Katrine! He's sick!"
"I'm sorry. You're right it's not funny."
"Did you look in his eyes to see if they're red? He could have leukemia." John's sister is a cancer survivor so John is sensitive to unknown medical problems.
"John, he doesn't have leukemia! He hasn't eaten since breakfast and the adrenalin from getting his blood tested made him feel sick. He's okay."
"You need to take care of him."
"I am! I got him off the parking lot didn't I? I'm going to take him home and feed him lunch."
By the time we made it home Cameron was feeling better and after lunch he was ready to go outside to play. While Cameron was swinging outside I got a phone call from the Dr's office. "I'm sorry, the nurse made a mistake and we didn't run all the tests. We need you to bring Cameron back in for another blood test."
"You've got to be kidding me!" My response was much harsher than I intended. I think I scared the nurse because she began apologizing profusely. I explained our situation concerning Cameron and needles and she assured me they would make sure he did better this time.
And they did. Cameron was very brave. He started shaking again. But this time they had him lay down during the entire procedure and then they fed him chocolate, lots of chocolate. It's good to know chocolate cures more than PMS.Labels: Cameron
----- COMMENT: AUTHOR: Laura DATE:4/10/2007 10:22 AM Oh the poor guy. I think I would of giggles a little bit too, and I died laughing at Johns comments about it. Sorry, but that's funny. Laughter is the best medicine right? ----- COMMENT: AUTHOR: Karie DATE:4/10/2007 11:14 AM when I was little the Dr. gave you shots for everything and I was okay with it, the nurse would have me lean over the exam table and un-wrap the bandaid and give me the shot in the rump (I was always so proud of myself because I wasn't afraid to get a shot. My brother and I got sick one time and my mom took us to the Dr. and of course he said we needed a shot in the rump. We had a new nurse that day and before she gave us the shot she talked about how her son was in the Army and always passed out when he got a shot (I was a little freaked out by the conversasion). She didn't have us lean over the table to give us the shot. My mom and brother and myself left the Dr.s office and got into the elevator with the building janitor. The doors opened and my mom and brother left the elevator, they hadn't noticed I was on the floor. The janitor picked me up, I started to come to and looked up at this strange man holding me only to pass out again then to be awakened in the Dr. office by that stinky amonia stuff. Okay that was way to long of a comment. I guess I just wanted you to know what a good mom you are, at least you didn't leave your little guy in the elevator and walk off without him. It kinda makes me giggle to think of you picking him up off the ground and trying to get him into the car. ----- COMMENT: AUTHOR: Kira Joy DATE:4/10/2007 3:31 PM Poor guy. Man, I can't imagine what that all looked like being played out. It is that tragic sort-of funny that is totaly sit-com material. ----- COMMENT: AUTHOR: Jason DATE:4/11/2007 11:04 AM Once again, your story takes the cake! Why do all of these funny things happen to you? I'm proud of you and your sense of humor, and John just needs to get one! ----- -------- AUTHOR: Katrine TITLE: Paul! DATE: 4/09/2007 11:16:00 AM ----- BODY:
It's my baby brother's birthday! I sure wish I was there to eat cake with him. Paul is the coolest guy you could meet. He is kind, gentle, and totally unassumingly hysterically funny. Paul works hard, plays hard, and laughs hard. He is a great guy to have around. I only wish I could have him around ME all the time. I love you Pauly Wog!
Let's talk about something cute now. Like my baby. (you knew that was coming didn't you? I can't let a post go without talking about baby Devin) My friend let me borrow this fabulous bumbo seat. I wish I had invented this splendid seat! It's better than any toilet seat. (see more potty talk, I can't get away from it) Although babies can't sit at 3 months, the bumbo let's them do just that. Devin is so happy sitting because he can see everything. I love it! And it makes for great picture taking positions. I tried it outside but he was too distracted to smile.
Cameron had his first Pack Meeting, which also happened to be the yearly Pinewood Derby. Cameron won every race until he raced against the other winners. He came in 3rd over all. It was very exciting! The Pine wood Derby was never as exciting when my brother's were involved. It's much better to watch your son! (sorry bro's) I think Scout's will be very good for Cameron. (Jason, don't groan) So far he has really liked it. And it seems to give him a place to belong which he so desperately needs. Cameron really likes to work on his goals to earn badges. Now if I could just get the school to give out badges for finishing school work!
Don't forget Office tonight!
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR: ~**Dawn**~
DATE:4/05/2007 9:45 AM
that's it. the Spanish serenade made me lose it. thank God i had just swallowed my mouthful of lunch. =D
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR: Mimi
DATE:4/05/2007 3:20 PM
I think Scouts is a wonderful program for boys.
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR: Laura
DATE:4/06/2007 7:55 AM
HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA was that a threat? if so i loved it!! Everyone has a funny face, and you should be proud you are up there. you make me happy!!!
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR: Kira Joy
DATE:4/06/2007 9:44 AM
That was such a funny episode of Scrubs, thanks for the reminder! I tried to explain that song to Paul and he just stared at me blankly.
My daughter, Madison, was blessed with twins on Tuesday. I am so proud! Aren't they beautiful?! The boy's name is Austin Connor, and the girl is named Ashley Katrine. Can you believe it? My daughter named her daughter after me. I am so touched.
Sadly, the twins will return home to the Family and Human Development class at Madison's junior high today. Our time with them was too short. Raising plant babies is so much different from human babies. I know, you are as surprised as I am. After all, I could never ask our dog to babysit and get away with it. And I can't leave Devin in front of a window for light and consider that the proper way to grow a child. And this morning Madison called me from school in a panic because she forgot her babies. I haven't forgotten any of my children, yet. But my parents left my brother Ray at church once, and there is no permament damage that we can see.
Madison's class is discussing the human reproduction system this week. Everyday we have to go through a check list and talk about certain things. Such as should people have premarital sex, and do we think children have to deal with sexual issues earlier than we did. So, every night we check everything off in about two minutes. Yesterday Madison told me that some of her friends have to listen to their parents for about two hours every night about the list. This has caused me to question myself. Either I'm really good at discussing these issues with my innocent child, or I'm really bad.
Speaking of Madison, she had her UIL concert for choir yesterday. She even had a part singing with five other girls. They were all excited to recieve top rank. This is her choir dress that she hates. It's funny because I had a blue one exactly like it when I was in junior high. I wish I had a picture of it because I hated it just as Madison does.
Tomorrow we are having Ethan's birthdy party. His birthday was December 26th, but I think that if your birthday falls on the day after Christmas, then your mom can choose any day she wants for your party. The theme is Star Wars, of course. We were going to have it at the park, but it looks like it's going to rain, so we are going to have it here instead. So I'm scrambling trying to come up with new birthday plans. It should be fun!
One more thing. I made cinnamon rolls for a few ladies from church. My family was so devastated when they found out they weren't for them. You would have thought I told them they could never eat sugar again! Here's my recipe: Clone of a Cinnabon
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR: ~**Dawn**~
DATE:3/30/2007 8:43 AM
OMGoodness those look so yummy, they made my mouth water!
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR: Kira Joy
DATE:3/30/2007 9:56 AM
At my junior high, kids had to carry around bags of flour and pretend they were babies, some girls would dress them all up and get into it. I thought it was ridiculous, until I got into high school where girls had to wear the "sympathy belly" and then carry these freaky automated dolls around that would always start their creepy, hollow, computer generated baby cry in the middle of class.
I failed to blog about my little nephew Diego. It kills me that I've only seen this cute little guy once in his life. He had a birthday this week. So, happy birthday little guy! Jason, send more pictures soon!
Speaking of little guys, my little one is growing! I fear his basinet is not going to last much longer. There is no stretching room left!
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR: Kira Joy
DATE:3/30/2007 10:00 AM
I've never once thought of you as a whiner. You are just honest. It's refreshing. However your focus on your blessing is inspiring. I should be more like that!
That's right blog readers. This big bottle of medicine costs $95.99, just under $100.00 for those who are learning to count money like Cameron.
Just how big is this bottle? Well, those aren't my feet. Those are little bitty Devin feet.
Just how tall is this bottle of liquid gold? Well, if you only count the actual bottle and not the dropper part of the bottle it's 1" tall.
And if you are thinking that it must be a really wide bottle, well, you'd be wrong. I am guessing there is probably about 25 drops in there. So, I'm good for the next 12 days until I need to refill my prescription. And I have 3 refills. So for four bottles of this medicine I need for a minor thing like my eye sight, I will have spent $383.96 for 100 drops of medication. That's $3.83 per drop.
The first time I used the drops I missed my eye. Can you believe it?! That's almost $4.00 running down my cheek! And as it slid to my lip I licked it up. This stuff is not going to waste!
(sorry for the blurry photos. It looked clear on my camera but when I downloaded it to the computer they were blurry. I guess I need the medication so I can continue seeing.)
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR: Laura
DATE:3/21/2007 11:46 AM
This really deserves a " OH MY HELL!!" yeah that is outragous for sure. Charish every moment with those eye drops. If you have to lock the kids out of the room, and find yourself one with the eyedrops. DO IT!!
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR: Mimi
DATE:3/21/2007 1:01 PM
Wow! That's insane.
In my attempts to expand on my wardrobe rather than my waistline I am sewing myself a pair of pants. I was trying to decide what size I would need to cut the pattern out of. So, I pulled down my pants to read the label. The first word that caught my eye was Men's! What is that word doing on my pants? Wait a minute. These are LL Bean. My pants aren't LL Bean. Slowly, it's beginning to come clear. NOOOOOOOOO!!!!! In all that I hold dear as a mother and a wanna be sex kitten, this cannot be. I AM WEARING MY HUSBANDS PANTS!!! I'VE BEEN WEARING THEM FOR TWO DAYS!!! AND I DIDN'T EVEN NOTICE!!! AND THE WAIST IS TIGHT!!!!
There is a cute scene in one of my favorite movies, While You Were Sleeping, where Lucy says to Jack, "If you fit into my pants I'll kill myself." That's how I feel.
But don't worry. I'm really not suicidal. After all, if I kill myself who else would feed this kid his lunch in front of the TV at 1:34 pm as he's wearing his pajamas?
In conclusion, "Real Mom's Wear Their Husband's Pants." Now that's reality.
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR: kristen
DATE:3/19/2007 11:47 AM
Hey. No worries. There's that whole new gap commericial about the boyfriend jeans.
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR: beki
DATE:3/12/2007 7:19 AM
Too cute!
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR: Kira Joy
DATE:3/12/2007 8:17 AM
Man oh man. That boy is a charmer! Nice work on this one Katrine!
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR: Mimi
DATE:3/12/2007 11:45 AM
So adorable! I love the dog!
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AUTHOR: Katrine
TITLE: Moving Up
DATE: 3/09/2007 07:00:00 AM
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One of the many shows I've begun watching as I spend countless hours on the couch feeding the baby, is a reality type decorating show called, Moving Up. Three families buy a house, redecorate it, and then the old owners come back to see the changes. Occassionaly the former owners will like the changes, but usually they share their distaste with statments such as, "Who put that there?" "Why would anyone think that looks good." "I would never want live here!"
My own life is beginning to look like a bad episode of Moving Up. My postnatal body is definatley not the way I previously left it. I look at my stomach that my baby vacated and think, "Why would anyone think that looks good?" I have strech marks that I try to not look at, but when I catch a glimpse I think, "Who put that there?" And finally I take an overview of the overview of my body I share my distaste with, "I would never want to live there!"
But all is okay. All is perfect in fact. My four children are well worth any battle scars I may have. And when I have my children around me, I share my pleasure with, "This is where I want to live!"
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR: Kira Joy
DATE:3/09/2007 8:25 AM
You are so upbeat and positive. I love it!
Sunday we had Devin's blessing at our church. It was very sweet. John's prayer for his son was sincere and so positive. We had talked about what blessing we would like Devin to have. I wanted Devin to be blessed that he would be a joyful person. Several preisthood holders gather in a circle around the baby while he recieves his blessing, making it so you can't see the baby during the prayer. Afterwards several of the men involved in the blessing came up to me and told me that Devin smile the entire time. I'm glad to see he is already full of joy! The whole experience was beautiful, but happy times like these make me miss my family!
And now that everyone has recieved Devin's birth announcements, I thought I would share them here. I made two different styles. And they look much better in person. My scanner is not working properly and I still haven't gotten John to look at it for me. But you get the idea.
On Saturday John and I decided it was time to get some grass in our backyard. Unfortunately, we have the smallest backyard ever! And I was hoping a little grass would make the place look a little better. So we drove down to where I had previously seen grass for sale. We pulled up and the gates were closed. So John got on the cell phone and called the number on the gate to try to arrange a time to get some grass. While he was talking on the phone a man pulled in behind us. He told John that he knew where we could get free grass if we wanted it. Someone had ordered too much grass and he would give it to anyone that would take it away for him! So, John and I spent the next hour loading up the grass piece by piece. And then Madison helped us lay it down. This nice man saved us about $250. A true blessing for us right now. This is a reminder to us of God's favor! (the grass looks a little dead here, but it's already coming back to life)
Yesterday Madison tried out for a soccer team with a great reputation. And she made it! She is so excited. I am always amazed by what that girl can accomplish!
We were also able to score some hard to get tickets to the Hannah Montana concert. They were standing room only tickets but Maddie did not care. She was just so excited to be there. So John and Maddie fought the crowds and went to the concert. Miley Cyrus, aka Hannah Montana, also known as Billy Ray Cyrus' daughter, had the largest attending concert in the Houston Livestock and Rodeo Show in history. Who would've have thought!
And to finish out the "Good News Tuesday" (I know it's just too much to take in) I had a laundry mishap. Somehow an orange crayon wrapper got into the wash. It left small orange spots all over my light colored laundry. Luckily I noticed it before I put the clothes into the dryer. So I just spent the last half hour picking off all the pieces of paper and spot treating all the spots. I am trying to wash it again to see if the color will come off. Hopefully it will! Why is this good news you ask? I'm glad it was the wrapper and not the crayon!
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR: Mimi
DATE:3/06/2007 2:38 PM
Congratulations to Devin on his Blessing!
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AUTHOR:
DATE:3/06/2007 7:54 PM
Hannah Montana???
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR: Kira Joy
DATE:3/07/2007 2:53 PM
Urg...I wrote a nice thoughtful response to your blog, but apparently it didn't post. Labels: Misc.
----- COMMENT: AUTHOR: Kira Joy DATE:3/02/2007 11:25 AM Katrine. You are so nice. Wow. Thanks! and by the way, if we lived any closed, I would be following you around because I have to buy every bag I have (I'm dying to learn to sew) and when it comes to scrapbooking, girl I don't even print pictures let alone send baby announcements (gorgeous by the way) that have seventeen layers of paper stacked and glued piece by piece, one by one, on top of the other.
Devin had his two month well baby visit yesterday. He weighs an entire 12 pounds. He is 50% in weight and 75% in height on the chart. This is big for our family!
Front ViewAnd now I've made a bag. I made it for Madison for school so she won't have to carry her books in school. She has a back pack but the people in charge at school won't let you carry it to your classes. So she wanted a bag she can carry to class. I made a pattern from of a bag she already had. It didn't turn out as nice as I would like because I used extra heavy duty interfacing with flannel. This made it really hard to sew, especially if you want a straight line. Hopefully Madison will like it.
This little thing hooks her keys into the inside of her bag. I believe people call it a key fob, but I find fob to be a weird word. So I call it a key thing. Isn't that better?Labels: family \ sewing
----- COMMENT: AUTHOR: Mimi DATE:2/28/2007 4:41 PM Nah, I like fob. It rolls of your tongue nicely.
First the posts when up. It was hard for John to wait for the cement to cure. He knew what his fence was going to look like and he couldn't wait to finish this home improvment project.
Then he put up the frame to the gate. I was witness to pulling the trailer in before he put the boards up on the gate. We had to pull the gate as far as we could get it and then with a lot of pulling and pushing he got the trailer in. John is a total measure three times, cut once type of guy. He measured three times. His mistake was that he only allowed one inch clearance for the trailer. And he still had to put up the boards. Which would take away more than that one sad remaining inch.
I left him to his project as he put up the last of the boards. He came in very proud of his gate. I went out to view his beautiful fence.
"Looks great John."
"Thank you most beautiful and lovely lady in the land."
"How are you going to get the trailer out?"
"Oh, I'll never be able to get it out. At least not without taking down the fence."
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR: Monica Farina
DATE:2/27/2007 11:44 AM
I love it -- you know of course that if the parties had been reversed and you told him you couldn't do it without taking down the fence, he'd have given you so much grief -- well maybe not, from the things you write about him, John seems like a special kinda' guy. The fence looks awesome!
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR: Laura
DATE:2/27/2007 12:54 PM
Well there are a few comments I could make about this one. But i will stick with, it really does look great. and I am jealous of the green grass I am seeing in this picture.
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR: beki
DATE:2/27/2007 1:19 PM
Oh no! At least it looks really nice ;-)
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR: Mimi
DATE:2/27/2007 1:30 PM
You know, I need the subfloor fixed in my kitchen - is John up to the task? Grin!
In high school I stumbled across a book called, The Inside Outside Beauty Book. It was co-written by Miss America Sharlene Wells. I don't even know why I bought it. I guess as a lonely and awkward teenager I was looking for help. This silly little book taught me to not compare myself to others. How hard is that for teenagers! But after I learned that lesson my life improved entirely. I still was the homely child who had one pair of pants to wear to school. But I was no longer that miserable creature who had a bad hair cut because I didn't look to others for my self worth. Instead, I was a happy person with a bad hair cut. There's a big difference!
Even today I am glad that I don't compare myself to others. I look to my friend who has all "my" talents as a source of inspiration. I've already learned so much from her and I hope to learn more.
I'm just trying to live my best life. And there's a lot of room for improvement, and a lot of celebrating to have!
Now, I'm going to order that silly little book for Madison.Labels: Lost In Thought
----- COMMENT: AUTHOR: Kira Joy DATE:2/26/2007 10:09 AM I'm glad I don't compare myself to others anymore. I used to depress me, I mean can you imagine never thinking anyone could ever be prettier than you ... and knowing how many girls used to cry wishing they could be you. It hurts. It takes a strong person to be as beautiful as I am and not just close up, shave your head and become a recluse to the whole world.
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COMMENT:
AUTHOR: Kira Joy
DATE:2/26/2007 8:23 AM
Yaow-zas! I like this girl more and more everyday! Shot 1: Naughty yet forgivable.Labels: Faith
----- COMMENT: AUTHOR: Kira Joy DATE:2/23/2007 11:47 AM I think that is the same TV Paully and I were using. ----- COMMEN