tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42263660941047509632024-03-05T00:49:41.511-08:00The Griner Family: Life As It Is.....So, here we are in Kansas. There truly is "NO PLACE LIKE HOME". We have grown to love it here!The Griner Family:http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053272830032087523noreply@blogger.comBlogger205125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226366094104750963.post-55777380861767350222015-02-18T20:31:00.000-08:002015-02-19T09:29:12.824-08:00First 10 days<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Better than Christmas Morning…</div>
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I must say we were unprepared to bring Teague home. Although we had 9 months to prepare, we did not. We didn't have any bottles, we didn't have any formula, we didn't have any diapers. Andy rushed out and bought all of the above but wow! A lot of pressure, all at once. We moved in slow motion and all of the children huddled close by watching. Every single arm move, sneeze, and wiggle was exciting! </div>
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Considering the kids said this past Christmas was the best day of their entire life we were surprised that they excitedly race to wake up early and get ready to be with their new baby brother. More so than they did Christmas morning. Who will hold him first? Who will kiss him first? Who will touch his arm first? Who will look at him first? The morning suspense is on going and hasn't let up! The problem is that it is getting earlier and earlier….</div>
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The first week home was busy busy busy. Doctor appointment after doctor appointment for jaundice. My doctor appointment for blood pressure and anemia. Too many things stacked up with Choir/Student Council/Gymnastics/Pre-school…here, there, everywhere. We missed a couple of activities and just stayed home for a family movie night.</div>
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Tate was a champ and helped me give Teague his first bath. He is a great helper. Official "diaper runner", clothes "picker outer", water measurer, blanket folder, and song singer.<br />
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I hadn't notice that Tate was only picking out clothes with stripes for Teague. He had handed me a plain shirt and quickly exchanged it saying, "No, no…here a stripe shirt so he can pretend to be in jail!" Weird, but then I thought about it. I had family game night with the kids a couple of days prior. I taught them to play Monopoly. During the game Tate drew a card that made him GO TO JAIL (do not pass go do not collect $200). He flipped out! He instantly paid $50 to get out of jail. Maybe it is connected. </div>
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On Thursday night while I took the 3 older kids to Parent Teacher Conference, sick hit home hard. The worst stomach virus since 2008. A full 24 hours. </div>
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Ending the first full week with 5 kids could have gone smoother. With 3 days of no school, Tate's stomach virus turn cough, a busy Valentine's Day Saturday with a friends baptism including a morning baking refreshments. It was a special Valentine's Day with our new little Teague to make our house full of love!!</div>
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Week 2 with 5 kids I was determined to figure it all out correctly. To not be exhausted at the end of the day when I have accomplished nothing, to try to establish a better routine, and to try to get meals on the table at a reasonable hour. </div>
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This is much harder than my mom made it out to be!!!!</div>
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I am at the end of day 3, week 2….</div>
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Pictures to document. Call it bad luck or good luck. Either way. Tate has bronchitis with developing pneumonia on the left side…he spent the last 24 hours spitting up his medicine. Ainsley started with the stomach virus first, an hour later Aubrey, and then Caleb….all 4 kids so very sick. All 3 older kids throwing up/diarrhea. 24 hours of unbelievable sickness. </div>
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Bribe…I am going to be THAT mom. Andy brought home the coolest super hero action figures. Tomorrow if he swallows his medicine he gets to pick a super hero. </div>
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Ainsley was so sad she missed class pictures. Her fever broke first! She was the first to eat apple sauce and keep it down!</div>
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Aubrey handled being sick the worst. She was so sad. </div>
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Everyone's temperatures are down except Caleb. You know your kids are sick when they do not even want to play video games or watch tv. After a day of non-stop laundry I was able to get beds re made in time for them to crawl back in and fall asleep. After a long day I have decided I would rather have them all sick at one time then have a domino effect…</div>
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Teague missed everyone, all the attention. Everyone missed him to but as soon as they feel better they can hang out with him!!! I think next week might be a good week for me to figure out a routine??!</div>
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Things I have learned about having a baby again…</div>
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1. My fingers hurt from all the buttons on the baby clothes</div>
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2. It takes me a lot longer to get out the door with a baby, double prep time (forget make-up, not worth it)</div>
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3. There is no need to rush, if I get there I get there. If I do it, I do it.</div>
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4. Folding clothes at night when the baby is awake is awesome. Why didn't I do this with the other children? </div>
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5. Car Seat covers are really a great invention.<br />
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Example: I say we should go to the pool today so I can sit in the hot tub. I feel like I have been hit by a bus.</div>
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Caleb replays: Mom, "Being hit by a bus would hurt worst than having a baby"pause then cautiously and quietly says, "I do not think your upper body would fit into a bathing suit."</div>
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Example 2: I am trying on pre-baby dresses for a baptism exactly a week after I got home from the hospital. Caleb looks at me and says in a kind and cautious voice, "Mom, maybe you should try on a different skirt."</div>
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The honesty of a 9 year old. Just looking out for me:)</div>
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The Griner Family:http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053272830032087523noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226366094104750963.post-10851365461865975492015-02-12T10:19:00.000-08:002015-02-12T10:19:36.193-08:00Welcome Baby Teague<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Welcome Baby</div>
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While we had 3 extra weeks to prepare, prepared we were not. I had set a date to be induced because I had polyhydramnios. Which explained why I was so sick, why I hadn't go into labor at 34 weeks, why I was measuring big, why I hadn't really felt baby, and a mixture of other complications. I did make a list and planned on getting everything ready on the 7th..in time for the 10th induction date (which made me nervous because I had never had an induction before). Unfortunately, sick escalated and when I went to the doctor on the 4th I wasn't able to go home (of course there was a sleet storm) and they scheduled for me to be induced first thing in the morning. I must say I was relieved to see a future without throwing up but spending a night throwing up at the hospital wasn't fun. I was lucky enough to be able to take a couple of showers and Andy hurried home for work to be with the kids. I am so grateful for my carpool mom's who helped me out last minute! </div>
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At 6:30am the nurses gave me petocin. At 8:00am my epidural was given (I hadn't planned on it but because I was still throwing up, and they had planned on it being a long delivery it was recommended). At 8:30am my water was broken and Andy arrived around 9:30. He was able to get all the kids off to school, Tate dropped off at a friends, and Winston walked before heading up to the hospital. It was a waiting game. Would my body kick into labor? Would I be having a c-section? How was the baby? How was my blood pressure? With no contractions by 10:00am still we were still sitting and waiting (and throwing up). At 10:30 I finally had a contraction!!! Very exiting except we noticed the epidural wasn't working on my left side (the side the baby was on…of course). The nurse checked me and I was a 6. I had another contraction 4 minutes later…the nurse checked me and I was 10…go time! With everything being rushed and doctors being called, I was given oxygen. When everything was set up and everyone was there, it was time. After 11 minutes of pushing Teague Hyrum Griner arrived at 11:21am. 7 pounds 9.5 ounces, 19 1/2 inches long. </div>
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He only cried for a second and then they laid him on top of me for the longest time. It was peaceful and perfect!</div>
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Dad and Teague</div>
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They took him for a bath, did some tests, and then he was ours for the day! A special nurse from a neighboring hospital was over him because of the polyhedramnios and my blood pressure had to be taken every 20 minutes but Teague was perfect. </div>
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It actually took all day to finalize a name (not unusual for us). </div>
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When the kids got home from school they were excited. Andy brought them up to meet their brother!!</div>
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Tate's first comment was "Oh mom, another kid to potty train!"-as if his life as been deeply inconvenienced due to potty training!! </div>
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They loved how soft and small he was!</div>
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They loved his little fingers and his small lips!</div>
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They loved his soft fuzzy head!</div>
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We had to stay in the hospital an extra day. I wasn't able to talk my way out of it but the quiet was nice. The rest was nice. Moments that had with other kids came back…they are so easily forgotten. They are precious moments never to get back:)</div>
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Andy's mom drove up and brought a Roast! She picked up Tate for his much anticipated weekend with Grandma! She said Teague looked like Ainsley:)</div>
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We had another visitor Selena and her daughter Halley. They brought a gift. A cute outfit to wear home from the hospital. My parents sent flowers/balloon!</div>
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Coming home from the hospital on a gorgeous warm winter Saturday (late) afternoon. The kids were excited, I was ready to come home, and I think Andy was ready too. We are so lucky to have this little guy (late to the game) in our family! Such a precious addition. </div>
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When we got home we were a little flustered. Unprepared and beginning from scratch are the words I would use. Moving in slow motion. We stayed up and watched 7 Brides for 7 Brothers, toasted with glass bottle soda, and popcorn!</div>
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The Griner Family:http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053272830032087523noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226366094104750963.post-20376852109009163862015-02-12T09:18:00.001-08:002015-02-12T09:18:59.095-08:00January<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Kicking off 2015 was mellow! We were invited to a couple of different New Year's parties but went with the one that ended the earliest! They set their clocks forward (like we do) at at 9:00pm we banged pots, threw "dynamite", toasted sparkling cider, and kissed for good luck. It was nice to be at someone else's house, relaxing! The kids had a blast and we were all home and asleep by 11:00pm! (this might be the last year we can do that)</div>
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January came and went fast. School started, temperatures dropped, new homework was added, and gymnastics 3 times a week. Tate started swim lessons, Aubrey/Caleb and Tate got the stomach flu, and Andy was called to teach Ainsley's Sunday class. </div>
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I continued to be extremely sick day and night, our van was broken into (purse/electronics stollen) window shattered, and the kids went to 2 birthday parties!</div>
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I turned 30! I have waited my entire married life to be 30. I love it and I am so excited!</div>
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This is the only January picture I can find. It has been so cold and Winston doesn't like being outside. HE ABSOLUTELY HATES HIS COAT!!! Please also note he is not allowed on the couch but I find that Andy lets him on when I am not around…all my hard work training him gone to waste!</div>
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<span style="font-family: Chalkboard; font-size: 10.0pt;">We’ve
had a busy year on our Yellow Brick Road, always something to do and places to
go.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>A summer of musicals, water parks,
and days at the lake!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Turtle and frog catching,
exploring, camping as a family and sailing for the first time!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The kids enjoyed their weekend turn at
Grandpa/Grandpa Griner’s house, cooking on the fire pit, playing board games,
and watching the Royals in the playoffs and World Series! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Chalkboard; font-size: 10.0pt;">Andy
(35) Enjoys working at Garden Terrace, his patients, and co-workers.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He played the guitar for Ainsley’s
kindergarten class and the kids loved listening to the new songs he has written!
He went to the Monday Night Football game with his brother Nate, big win!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He also went on a couple of elementary field
trips!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Chalkboard; font-size: 10.0pt;">Aubrey
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</span>She loves to write stories, draw, and go to activity days.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She joined Choir and made the Student Council,
which keeps her very busy.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She <b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal;"><u>HAS</u></b> to pack her own lunch and
pick out her own clothes.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She loves bike
riding and playing tetherball!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Chalkboard; font-size: 10.0pt;">Caleb
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loves skateboarding, reading, playing basketball, and running fast.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He enjoys science and cool planes/jets.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Grandpa Griner took him fishing for the first
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others.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She has had a blast playing soccer
this year and recently started gymnastics!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>She participated in the high school mini cheer camp and cheered at the
high school football game!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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mischief so quickly it makes me scared to turn around!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He loves his grandparents, preschool teacher,
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love to watch him!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He is Tate’s right
hand man for exploring and trouble!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He
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<span style="font-family: Chalkboard; font-size: 10.0pt;">Sara (29)
This year I learned that volunteering in kindergarten is rewarding and I love
every minute of it!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I learned that being
pregnant while having older children isn’t easier it’s just a different kind of
busy with extra hustle and bustle!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
learned that snow in May is not my friend and snow in early November well…no
kind words.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I learned how much I love
watching my children participate in musicals, sports, and receive awards.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I learned that being called to serve in Young
Women’s isn’t scary and it is a blast.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
learned (but haven’t discovered) that there has to be an easier way than hours
of Common Core with your kids, if I leave my boots out Winston will eat them,
and I love a house full of people!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
learned that through loss comes strength and love, through gospel lesson
preparation comes personal strength and compassion, and through silence comes
the ability to learn and grow.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I can’t
wait to be 30!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Chalkboard; font-size: 10.0pt;">With
all the after school activities, swimming fun, and play dates we are adding one
new adventure to our daily lives…a baby boy in early 2015.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We are excited to welcome a new little
person/personality into our family because after all…There is no place like
home!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Chalkboard; font-size: x-small;">Andy,Sara,Aubrey,Ainsley,Tate, and Winston</span></div>
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The joy of family pictures. I announced that we are taking a quick picture before church. The special Christmas service, and all the kids come down in random dress clothes? Making them all go change into their Christmas clothes was not a good way to start off pictures. They looked at me like I should have told them to put on Christmas clothes….I would think it would be obvious!!! I think 11 tires in all…then out the door to church!</div>
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This is what timeout looks like. It's a serious thing that happens when you plow down my nice, nicely decorated, extra tall Christmas tree. It was recoverable but it took forever and a box of ornaments were shattered!:( </div>
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Christmas Eve was a lot of fun. Our 3rd year tradition…fancy dinner that everyone helps with while dad is at work. Fancy table setting, sparkling juice, and fancy cups. Afterwards we opened pj's from the Clark Grandparents, did Chimes, and watched It's a Wonderful Life.</div>
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Aubrey's note to Santa and Mrs. Clause. This was a tough one. She wanted to believe so badly, she asked me point blank and I just couldn't break the spirit. I asked her "How does Christmas make you feel?..What do we do differently during Christmas?…Why do we really celebrate Christmas? I told her told hold onto those feelings and thoughts. I think it bought me one last year!</div>
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After the kids were in bed asleep we brought the presents down (I am not cool enough to leave them under the tree…no no). We were extra sneaky this year. Waiting until 2 or 3am. We knew Aubrey would be waiting/listening….we did great. </div>
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Filling the stockings that Grandma Griner made us almost 12 years ago and laying stuff out. This was a fun year. Of course, the kids were up by 5 tip toeing downstairs. We made them wait until 6 until we came down.</div>
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Caleb got the skateboard he wanted so badly, metal detector, and fishing pole. "Santa" aka. Andy also put a Mine Craft shirt in his stocking…which Caleb said, "Santa must be real because Mom would never let me have a video game shirt!!!" True that is!!! Andy added it last minute!</div>
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Ainsley about died when she saw the One Direction blanket Grandma Griner gave her. </div>
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Tate was very excited for all the boxes…"Oooo, is this my box I asked for?' The fact that things came in the box was a bonus. </div>
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We made blueberry muffins and watched The Christmas Story. We played HiHo Cherry-o, Don't break the ice, and spent the rest of the day being lazy!! The kids all agree it was the best Christmas Ever!</div>
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December has come and gone. 2 musicals, 4 choir performances, 3 kids in gymnastics, party decorating for 350 people, Christmas Fiesta, lights, painting, and preparing.</div>
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I do not think we could have squeeze more into December than we have. With the kids getting older there is more to be done, more places to go, more projects to turn in, and more homework. Oh the dog….yes, he is still around if only by default (the default is that the kids count him as a family member…he ruined my tree, ate my boots, and is a GIANT LAZY BEAST)!</div>
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There were so many lights to see..The Magic Tree in Lee's Summit was amazing, LongView Lake lights, Edgerton lights, and lights near Olathe Lake. It was Tate's first Christmas that he could remember (last year he was so sick and recovering from what was suppose to be a minor surgery, nothing is MINOR with Tate). Everything was amazing, and magic!</div>
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I signed Ainsley up for gymnastics. With Ainsley signed up Aubrey wanted signed up (because before school Chior and Student Council aren't enough). Then Caleb was watching the boys pro team and was signed him up for 2 classes a week by the end of the night. 3 nights a week at gymnastics…at least they get all their energy out and they really like it!</div>
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So many performances….Aubrey's 4th grade, Caleb's 3rd grade, and it was so fun to watch them. Aubrey has a speaking part and did great…Caleb had a main part/solo. Add, Christmas in the park…at the school…at the high school. Lots and lots to do!</div>
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The kids also had field trips to the Baseball stadium the last week of school in the rain/sleet. BURRRR!</div>
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Ainsley turned in her Family Christmas Tree Project and Aubrey turned in her project with help from Grandma Clark's trip to Israel it made the project memorable with a scarf, wooden flute, and bracelet from Jerusalem for her presentation.<br />
Add a half birthday celebration and it was a wild busy week before school got out! Me personally, I do not understand half birthday celebrations. I did birthday, but it was important to Aubrey for me to eat lunch with her and her friends, its rare that Aubrey lets me into her world. I'll take it!</div>
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Painting the babies room, re-painting the babies room because the colors weren't right. Having a friend make an awesome Hosmer matted picture…..AWESOME!!! </div>
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Shifting room furniture, putting together a crazy old crib, all while dealing with the girls sharing a room. Sharing is going to take some caring…the motto I seem to be hollering more often then a 10 and 7 year old should need to hear it!</div>
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Being asked to decorate for the churches 350 people "ALL OUT, MUST BE EXTRA FESTIVE"Christmas party. Note, if I ever get asked to do it again do not underestimate set up time!!! Hand painting pine cones, glittering up branches, and cutting out names of the Savior was fun…the gold glitter might never come out of the garage floor.</div>
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I have been trying to learn how to tie the boys ties, I think I am doing a pretty good job! Although, Caleb always rolls his eyes and says "OH, MOM!!" </div>
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All the kids sang in the Talent Show, Tate next to his best buddy Livvi!</div>
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Caleb was here and there. He decided to sit with friends for dinner instead of his AWESOME mom! </div>
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Ainsley's brand new, arrived the day before the party Christmas dress. It lasted 15 minutes (tops) before the tool was torn. Tom Boy is loosely used…when ALL BOY should be her description. The 3 older kids sat on santa's lap and Aubrey's "awesome" friends explained in detail about Santa not being real. </div>
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We decide to forgo our New Years Day party because I have been so sick so we had a Mexican Fiesta with 6 other families the Friday before Christmas. It was a lot of fun with trivia, Christmas Chimes, all the homemade mexican food you can eat, Christmas slushy, and Homemade Hot Chocolate with endless toppings! </div>
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I took the kids to the new indoor pool 2 times, we saw a couple of movies, and the kids tired Chinese…not big fans (except Ainsley who will eat everything and anything).</div>
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We had Andy's sister and her 4 kids stay with us for 2 days, we made cookies and watched fun Christmas Movies!</div>
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I would say this was a pretty normal day. Busy, with a touch of dramatic is how we do things here.</div>
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I wake the kids up at 6:40am…showers, begging the kids to take showers, and then making sure they really shower is always a WAKE UP CALL! </div>
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Getting my children to dress in weather appropriate clothes, mostly impossible with Caleb but Ainsley half did it. I made her put a warm skirt over her leggings so her bum wouldn't get cold!</div>
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Ainsley throws on her gross shoes and one child done! Braiding Aubrey's hair, getting her the required 2 breakfast bars, making sure Caleb brushes his teeth, and begging him to wear a sweatshirt (no luck).</div>
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With all of the morning hustle Tate is content in his box watching Wild Krats. If only all my kids could be 4th children! :)</div>
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Trash Day…get in the car before 7:25am with Aubrey and make sure the other 2 are on the way to the bus stop WITH their backpacks. </div>
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Drop Aubrey off for student council and head to McDonalds with Tate to get him a breakfast burrito/hash brown because he was so good! We love driving threw the airbase on the way home, sometimes we see the double army helicopters taking off!</div>
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(which has seriously gone up in price!!!!!!)</div>
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Work on my lesson for Sunday while I wait for Tate to hand me his shoes so we can make it to his play date on time. No pictures, but perfect weather!</div>
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Come home and make lunch. Do laundry, dishes, and walk the dog.</div>
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Also, calling the school to discuss the upcoming school directory that I was put in charge of, no luck.</div>
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The usual afternoon meltdown over a homework folder and the spelling of Make vs Made. Also, a black folder but it got pretty intense and I couldn't understand…I just tried to hug and console!</div>
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Homemade dinner leftover from last night. It was "flavorless" according to Andy (I never have to wonder why my kids are so picky and hate everything I make) I loved it, so I ate if for dinner while half of the other children ate Brisket!</div>
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Ainsley's reward. After months of trying an 'x' system I needed them to truly understand the importance of the rules/discipline I have and the long term rewards that come to everyone involved. After 7 days of eating the dinners I made (without complain), doing homework without complaint, helping around the house, and offering to clean Tate's room (he couldn't find the right super hero and destroyed his room while looking for it) Ainsley earned the dinner of her choice with a milk shake upgrade. I think that 2 of the other 3 with start taking it more seriously because YUM YUM that looked good!!!</div>
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After Ainsely's reward I hustled Aubrey/Caleb in the car because I had NO idea what Tuesday of the month it is…only to find out that it's the 1st Tuesday of the month so no scouts or activity days. We live to far away from the church for me to drive them back home so they had to find something to do while I had my YW meeting. </div>
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Coming home at 9:00pm to a $300 broken decoration I guess is better than last week when Tate's face was bruised and bleeding from his bike accident:( </div>
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Win some you loose some. Played with Winston a little, gave Tate some water, sang a song to Caleb, and the night was done. It was an absolute normal day for me:)<br />
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It like 50 questions up in here!!! Well…</div>
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TATE PROMISES NOT TO TEACH HIS LITTLE <b><u>BROTHER</u></b> HOW TO BREAK VASES!!</div>
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Tate is beyond over joyed. I knew it was going to be a boy because that is what Andy wanted and for the last 4 babies he got exactly what he wanted!! </div>
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I am excited too. Boys, while destructive are not as dramatic!! </div>
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I am almost 20 weeks, due February 26th that puts me at the beginning of February (hopefully, not sooner)!</div>
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I don't really like when people ask me how I am feeling. I feel like I should lie and say good. The truth is my pregnancies are miserable, I throw up all night and most of the day. Smells make me throw up and stress makes me throw up. It is nice not having 3 little kids home all day with me, but during the hours I feel okay I have to rush to get everything done!!</div>
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A name…we have the perfect girl name picked out. We can't decide on a boy name…my guess is we will decide in the hospital minutes before his birth!</div>
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Our house is extremely excited…every little thing, every hour, and every day the kids are just happy and excited about it! My sister is due right after me so I am triple excited to find out if she is having a boy or girl!</div>
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I am extremely excited that I did the right day…the 4th. I came so close to 14 pictures but I got sick and life got crazy when 4:30pm hit. So here is my almost 14 pictures on September 4th!</div>
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The announcement picture. After 4+ years of trying, 2 specialists, and 1 primary doctor we sadly came to the final conclusion it was not in the cards for us…Imagine our surprise then!! Gigantic confusion, "No, there's no way", and scared joy was the reaction. The kids didn't believe us and when we finally convinced them 100% for real they were so excited! So we are over joyed and happy to announce….TATE IS BEING PROMOTED TO BIG BROTHER! </div>
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Since the early morning weather was nice I mowed the lawn and came in to find Winston had ate one of my flip-flops! Just cruel, he will eat anything!</div>
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By 9:30am Tate and I were off the local farm for a play date. </div>
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We watched the ending of a giant cow get milked and Tate tried in out too…</div>
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Tate and Coltin explored the tee-pee's and looked at indian artifacts.</div>
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Ride your own tractor…OF COURSE!</div>
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Feed the baby goats a bottle…for some reason the gate to go in wasn't open this morning but boys are easy to please!</div>
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On our way to the mom goats I was so excited to see the oversized pigs but sadly there are 2 baby pigs there now. Poor Wilber!</div>
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Feed the pregnant mom goats food. Now, pregnant mom goats look sadly gross…you can see the outline of a baby in their stomach its super SUPER gross!</div>
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Play on a the play ground, get covered in hot sticky sand, and have the time of your life all for free! By 12:30pm it was over 90 degrees, so with the heat added to all of the wonderful smells of a farm it was enough to make a pregnant person vomit. I bribed Tate a chocolate dipped ice-cream cone on the way home and he happily agreed!</div>
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The picture of Tate covered in ice-cream is not shown because the smell of ice-cream/chocolate made me sick…but it was a fun morning followed by laundry, walking/chasing the dog dinner, homework, soccer practice, and a re-run of Parenthood. I doesn't get any better than that!</div>
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I really enjoy doing this project, although I bombed this month because it was going to be insanely crazy on the 4th so I did the 3rd. It was too boring of a day to get in 14 pictures. I am really a boring person, sad. I will try to do something exciting next month.</div>
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Knowing you have to take your kids school supply shopping is a dreaded moment. Finding an extra big box of Hot Tamales in my sock drawer…SO AWESOME!!</div>
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First, I wasn't taking anyone out in public unless they look <u>clean</u> and <u>happy</u> and <u>like someone cares</u> <u>about them</u>! So…Tate took the slowest bath in history. Filling it up so very slow. I just smiled and told him what a good choice he was making. 3 of my kids hate showering and baths. They hate being clean I guess which is a battle.</div>
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So many school supplies, with the help of the kids getting their own and me refereeing that helps a lot but it is always crowded and can be frustrating. 3 grades and a lot of stuff. We tried to beat the giant storm. We drove through it, ran inside the store while it was sprinkling, and it hit while we were inside! During shopping I say things like "why are dry erasers so expensive when we need 24 all together" and "for goodness sake just pick a folder!" Add in a bulk box of snacks for each class and socks. It is the most un-fun bill of the summer.<br />
Side note…of course, Caleb "accidentally" only brought one shoe (I think he was hoping we would have to go home). I made him sit in the cart while school supplies were being tossed in left and right. I am very sure that next time he will choose differently.</div>
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The kids were excited to divide and pack. I called out who needed what and they dug through the pile.</div>
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Aubrey is the most organized of course having to put everything in her backpack in the order it says on the list, Caleb would just assume fold everything and crumble it to fit, and Ainsley puts everything in every single pocket.</div>
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Tate felt left out the he didn't get to buy school supplies, until he opened his birthday card and his Preschool teacher sent a text saying he needed glue sticks! </div>
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Sharpening 100 pencils is a terrible sound. Time consuming.</div>
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Lets not forget about Winston's involvement in all of this. He got a hold of a tissue box. WINSTON!!!!</div>
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School prep was done. Of course, I forgot a couple of things but not so bad! Until next year, or until January when most the supplies are out and I have to stock up again.</div>
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First Day of School </div>
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The night before school starts in always exciting. Aubrey says she wish school never got out for summer! Ainsley lays all of her clothes out and Caleb finally goes to sleep without arguing with Tate.</div>
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Ainsley is stuck with the Hulk comforter until her birthday because he got "FLARP" all over it. I absolutely can't get it out and it doesn't try so is can stain and spread. She still looks comfy enough! </div>
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Caleb slept cozied up next to Tate like always. I try to put them in their separate beds and they end up right next to each other.</div>
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This year I have caved to the fact that I can not pick out the children's clothes. If Ainsley doesn't want to wear a dress or a dress shirt on the first day then let her pick. I did make Caleb take a break from basketball shorts (I hate those things and he has 10 that a friend gave me) but I am pretty sure he will wear them until January when it snows.</div>
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First Day Pictures (with multiple "OH MOM", it is for the memories!!!) </div>
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Ainsley, 1st grade. She has the teacher I wanted her to have and she gets to sit across from her buddy Wyatt. She was pretty excited to be at an all boy table. What a silly girl!</div>
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Aubrey, 4th grade. This is her last year of elementary school. She has the kindest, soft spoken teacher. Aubrey was excited to have her and I am too.</div>
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Caleb, 3rd grade. He was less than excited when he found out none of his best buddies were in his class. He was "bent out of shape" about going to Meet the Teachers last night but just like I told him…the minute he walks through the door everyone is calling his name! He has a boy teacher, which I wasn't so sure about but now I am excited. His teacher is really fun and loves science, perfect for Caleb!</div>
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Walking to the bus wasn't so bad…30 minutes later than last year but the bus was 15 minutes late! Yikes, I hope the get to school on time! A new bus and a new bus driver this year!</div>
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Tate, bummed about not getting to ride the bus and being left behind. He gets to start preschool across town next week. He has a wonderful teacher that takes them on nature walks and is just incredibly wonderful!</div>
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With small class sizes this year, a new school layout this is going to be a great year for the Griners!!</div>
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It is kind of a bummer that I won't ever have all 4 kids in the same school, not good planning on my part! :)</div>
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Tate is 4. He is my best buddy, we do everything together.</div>
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He wants to be a construction worker when he grows up (the kind that dig in the dirt)</div>
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He is kind, and constantly randomly tells me he loves me.</div>
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He loves swimming and paying with action figures.</div>
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He is always exploring and digging.</div>
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He loves to ride his bike!</div>
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On August 4th I told Tate he could do anything he wanted and pick a restaurant to eat out. He just wanted to stay up forever and drink juice boxes. He drank 3 and lasted through Swiss Family Robinsons, 9:00pm.</div>
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The weekend before his birthday we went camping and sailing!!</div>
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He said it was the best time of his life!!</div>
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We love you Tate! (not Tater Tot…he does not like that anymore)</div>
The Griner Family:http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053272830032087523noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226366094104750963.post-55625877677410420422014-07-27T20:49:00.000-07:002014-07-27T20:49:05.663-07:00Aubrey's 10<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It is fun to think about…a 10 year old. When I look back it seem like the time has past, 10 years of memories and moment. 10 years of growing and learning. 10!!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Aubrey went from being shy and oh so very quiet to opinionated, laughing, and a little bit outgoing when in a comfortable situation. She stands strong and never wavers. She is kind and loves to ride her bike. She loves to go to church and she loves to play barbies.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Aubrey doesn't like having her picture taken unless it is ABSOLUTELY necessary and by then I have one shot. No more. She loves school and she loves to draw.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">For Aubrey's 10th birthday she wanted a Candy Land party, similar to Ainsley's the year before. So we invited her new friends and a special SURPRISE old friend to make the party great!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The string game.. it was very hard to put together and time consuming but the girls loved it!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Decorate your own rainbow cupcake. The girls thought those were the coolest and most delicious dessert ever! Andy also made homemade pizza and purple punch guaranteed smiles and endless laughs!</span></div>
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Yes, I did the wrong date because when June 4th came to an end I was like..what was today, OH NO RATS!! I need to print myself off a calendar and stick it to every bathroom mirror, garage door, and front door. Then I won't be so confused about life all of the time! So, this is June 5th. I have enjoyed doing this every month and while my days are constantly boring and mostly the same at least I can say I have routine!! SMILIE FACE! </div>
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Our 5th started at 6am per usual with the tooth fairy who is apparently not as generous as the tooth fairy in Missouri at Grandpa and Grandma Griner's house. Aubrey made sure to voice her opinion and to state she is questioning the entire existence of the tooth fairy. At almost 10..I think she has had a good run. This was the BIGGEST tooth I have ever seen which had Andy and me calling Paul (Grandma Griner) at 10 or so the night before to make sure she didn't pull out her nice tooth. He is alway so kind to calm me down. Oh the blood, yuck. It was super gross!</div>
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With lots of rain and a lot of driving to do I dropped Caleb off at the Cub Scout drop off location, Aubrey off at Summer School and headed to the other side of town to pick up Coltin for our 2nd day of babysitting while his mom was at the Far West Girls Camp!! Coloring master pieces and being Ainsley's buddy was lots of fun. I was able to get cleaning done and Tate let me cut his hair! </div>
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The rain cleared up and it heated up so when we drove back into town to pick up Aubrey we picked up 2 more friends from the other side of town and we all went to the pool. Fun Fun! Ainsley loves to go off the diving board and they let her go down the slides this year. They do not let her go in the lazy river without me but she doesn't complain she just enjoys all the friends!</div>
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Tate finally remembers that he already knows how to swim which is a giant relief. He wanted to go off the diving board today but because I had a little guy in a lifejacket with me he was upset. </div>
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Aubrey was ready to master the obstacle corse!</div>
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At 4:00 we headed to the scout pick up. Caleb looked so absolutely dirty I wasn't sure if he was ever going to be clean! BOYS! Shooting, Bow/Arrows, Painting..all things I am glad they do there! They also did a rock wall. We drove to drop off Coltin, stopped at a park to play, and headed home. </div>
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While at a stop light, the look on your sons face when an IPAD and a Kindle are playing two different versions of the Frozen song and the entire van of girls are singing at the top of their lungs!!! GIRLS!</div>
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MURTLE! I have caught the fastest turtle ever. The 4 box turtle we previously had that escaped have nothing on MURTLE 2. He is creepy fast! The kids wanted to see who he would crawl to first! </div>
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In honor of FROZEN still being stuck in everyones head, I threw Frozen food in the oven (hahaha, I felt it was the only time I could justify it: chicken nuggets and french fries…ice-cream and frozen grapes on the side) and I made enchiladas for Andy and me. Yum Yum, adult food.</div>
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The candy bar game with a homemade dice because we didn't have one in all of our games!!</div>
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The flyers for the girls plays. I am sure the neighbors already had a FROZEN earful when they were "secretly "practicing in the driveway. They even had the neighbors sign their flyers! The older girls were at 9:00pm and the younger girls were at 10:00pm. I had no idea that the older girls skit was going to be a full HOUR LONG!!! </div>
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It had comedy and solo's.</div>
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It had dancing, heart-wrenching drama, and a dress change. It was award winning! Truly.</div>
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Then the younger girls..it lasted about 10 minutes with sing-a-longs, a best friend song written by them, and I am a child of God.</div>
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The night ended at 11:57pm, the boys were sound asleep in their room, the older girls were in a room making a book and watching Matilda, Andy was asleep by about 3 hours, I think I fell asleep on the younger girls bed before they fell asleep. As always it was a "We make it by" kind of day!<br />
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sO MUCH RAIN!</div>
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cHILLED TO THE BONE!</div>
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Summer School and Cub Scout Camp. </div>
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50/50 meet in half. Aubrey would not complain about summer school if she didn't have to ride the bus. UHG! Really…do you know how far far away her school is…how much time I will spend in the car now. It's just not good, but yes, this is what I will do. Cub Scout Camp, after much deliberation we decided to send him with our ward. He had a blast. Such a dirty kid!</div>
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I do not just speak to fill the silence. I am not a radio, the million times since January I have said please close your doors, keep your rooms clean, do not leave things on the floor. I say this with love. Head phones are Winstons favorite thing. He loves them. This is his 5th pair. He finds them. </div>
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He destroys them!</div>
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MURTLE 2 yellow belly turtle. so fast and awesome! long creepy nails. </div>
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Hurtle. red eared turtle. super extra fast and awesome! long creep nails!!</div>
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We like to race the two. I never thought that in my mom description this summer it would be catching 6 turtle, researching them, and protecting them from Tate. Oh, neither turtle likes to be rained on and both are not scared of Winston.</div>
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Winston likes to skateboard. He is rather good! At first no one believed me. Odd because I have SOOO much time to think of weird things like Winston can skateboard? Okay.</div>
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We can watch him forever! So very funny and yes, we still have him on the his leash because he is a runner.</div>
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Tate likes to take Hurtle for a ride.</div>
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Ainsley's pretty dress from Armenia! Her Uncle Zorhab gave it to her!</div>
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While skateboarding, rollerskating, and all the stuff that the kids do outside because it is way to cold to go to the pool they thought it was cool that I was going to sand down a frame and asked to help. It turned out awesome and just needs one more white coat! They had fun doing something secret for Aubrey too!</div>
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We like the dark rainy days but we do not like all the cold. NO NO NO! We love summer! We have waited all year for summer. It is our season! </div>
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Ainsley can tie her shoe, add, take away, and count past 100. She can read, rhyme, and she knows all of her sight words. She can cut on the line and color, she knows her shapes, even the 3D ones, and she can tell you positive attributes of being a friend because she is all done with Kindergarten. </div>
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She started kindergarten in pigtails and with no front teeth having been taught by the most incredible preschool teacher Miss Susan I knew she would be off to a great start. She was ready to make new friends, to be a good friend, and to help. She has had an amazing year. She soaked up knowledge and begged for more to learn. She came home from school every day with homework 1st priority. Reading, books a must, and how many sight words can I memorize?!!! She loved her teacher, she loved everything about school! She talked about Wyatt and Zalma. She always said, sang knew songs, and spelt knew words to me. She loved kindergarten. </div>
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Ainsley new principal, new principal to the school as well. With the new discipline "clip up", we have done that at home too and it works great, she has enjoyed being good and making good choices so she can "CLIP UP" to the principal!!</div>
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She had an amazing teacher who was patient and kind.</div>
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Who answered questions and sent emails and notes home. Who communicated about day to day activities and informed us on behavior and new things to work on. A teacher (bless her) who put up with the 1D obsession and the coughs of Octobers!! I don't think Ainsley could have had a better year!</div>
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She is a 1st grader now!!! Oh boy!!!</div>
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Now onto the rest of the day…Imagine my surprise when I show up early for Ainsley's graduation (in the poring rain) to help the PTO set up, when I hear a funny comment: "Sara, did a bring a chair to camp out!" </div>
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I thought that was odd. I thought it was referring to me being at the school all week helping finishing up with some testing, helping with water games, the ice-cream thing, and a couple of other things. BUT then they said, "How many Award Ceremony's are you here for today?"</div>
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Odd because I have no idea what they are talking about. Really. I was so exhausted. I have been cleaning and preparing my house for the kids out of school transformation all week. Today I have a couple of hours left. I had found a friend to watch Tate (I had bargained Tate in exchange for me watching all 4 of her kids…it is a fair trade, trust me) so that I could enjoy the 1 hour of Ainsley's Graduation. I just smiled/nod, until I put there comments together.</div>
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Apparently it is award day. Caleb at 11:00. Aubrey at 1:00. SAY WHAT?!!! I start thinking. What are they wearing?! Why did they not tell me? Why didn't I get an email? Man, CALEB!!!! So, a day in town it was. A long Tate day. He lasted about 10 minutes after I picked him up until he was no fun, a cranky, heavy unbearable Tate is just a loud bundle of mess. He found a rock so that helped a little. </div>
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Caleb's award was PROBLEM SOLVER. He has has a good year. He loves math, reading, running, skateboarding, and basketball. Basketball non-stop. He is still really into science and can tell anything about sharks, wards, turtles, snakes, rocks, and other bugs. He is finally getting some inches on him (a couple-ish)! He likes to hang out with Turner and we still pick up Aiden even though we were switched to Gardner Ward. He likes to wear those basketball shorts though…man oh man! :)</div>
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Caleb's teacher wishes he would relax his face when he smiles…we love him no matter what.</div>
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Aubrey got the "Life Saver" award! She had a great year! She enjoyed hanging out with Bailey and Natalie. We found out that Michael and Wyatt live through the woods so we are going to have a fun summer! Aubrey loves volleyball and love to run! Aubrey really loved her teacher this year, she was very soft spoken and kind. A fun fit for Aubrey.</div>
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To end the day..the pinewood derby. Just in case we don't have enough to do on this super busy day. Caleb was excited to race against ELI! Eli ended up with 3rd!!! Caleb did pretty okay!! It was an added bonus not to have air condition in the gym. One of the scouts little 6 year old sisters ended up winning 1st, it was fun and our wards very first pinewood derby race! What a way to end the night!</div>
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A Day in a Life: May</div>
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I actually did May 3rd, in fairness I had my dates wrong so I thought it was the 4th, I need a calendar on my mirror!</div>
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With the 81 temperature. Clear Sky. Lawn Mowed. Oh happy day! </div>
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Of course, there is a minor problem in the morning when it's a soccer game vs the relief society activity that your husband forgot about!! Having spent 2 years planning the Relief Society Activities and since I am in YW's I do not know a lot a lot of the women in the ward that we were switched to and since the activities fall on the same night as YW/scouts I do not get to go. After I got the kids ready I was able to go to the RS activity. (late but better than nothing) Odd, also…every outlet my blow dryer plugged into shorted out. Then I realized Winston bit a giant chunk in it. What a bummer. So……onto the pictures.</div>
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Drinking water is a serious thing. Not taken lightly. Tate has to drink his water like this. It gives him extra strength!</div>
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Trying to catch the dog to kennel before we leave the house. Not an easy thing sometimes, especially on RARE nice days!</div>
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Ainsley and Tate's soccer game. Ainsley got to play against her friend Autumn. She stole the ball a couple of times and helped on defense! She is excited for the all girl league next year, even though she was asked to move up with her boy team! </div>
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Ainsley scored a goal and after the game both Ainsley and Tate received glow in the dark awards!!! Very cool! (Tate said very loud Why did I get an award, I didn't do anything…poor kid. He did improve and I love him, but soccer his not his sport. He made a bunch of friends and didn't give up, he stuck it out all season long, even when he was 2 grades younger than everyone!! Way to go Tate!!)</div>
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Winston was determined not to have his nap time interrupted by kids (Caleb was home sick on Thursday and he was all messed up. Tate wasn't at preschool on Friday and he was like WHAT!!!) Aubrey felt bad for him and let him use her blanket all afternoon.</div>
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Tate's first non family/ family friend party. It was a princess party. He picked the present out himself and it was a pretty big deal. He slept with his costume the night before and it was a count down all day! While Tate was at the party I took the girls to Frontier Park. He had a blast and shared all of his candy with Aubrey and Ainsley!</div>
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Ainsley showing Winston how to do tricks. He just wanted to be lazy. </div>
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We missed Caleb today while he was at Grandma Griner's house. He called and was having so much fun looking for rocks, making crystals, planting flowers, and helping with cleaning. They went on the Katy Trail and Caleb help with some planting at his Grandpa's Dental Office too. He loves going there!<br />
Check out a wonderful Day in a life blog: <a href="http://kristiknight.blogspot.com/2014/05/a-day-in-life-may.html" target="_blank">Kristi Knight's Day in a Life</a> and follow the circle!</div>
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To prepare for summer break I make a list. It is extremely long. </div>
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I get rid of broken things. Things they do not take care of.</div>
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There wasn't that much stuff. I make sure their backpacks are good for next year.</div>
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I put good school supplies aside for next year. Save as much as possible.</div>
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I clean hard core vacuum and I make sure soccer stuff is put away and pool stuff is ready!</div>
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I make sure old shoes and out and saved shoes and saved. It all matters. </div>
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Of course, the extra things like: </div>
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Pinewood Durby</div>
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Your Child Gets Violently Ill </div>
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SwimSuits without metal </div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;">Also, before I write farther do we want to talk about Whole Foods?</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;">I went there. I have heard how people LOVE LOVE LOVE it. I was exhausted by the time I went in. I had Tate, enough said. But I will write more. </span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;">IT WAS LIKE WALKING INTO A DIFFERENT PLANET!!!</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;">1. I was the only person with a child. Tate was buckled in the cart, but still. I didn't see a no child sign.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;">2. It looked like everything was in a different language.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;">3. I was told it was a hassle free place I could get gluten free, dairy free. I didn't so much find this to be true. You really had to search for it. </span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;">4. So I left and went to the Natural Food place</span></span><span style="color: #6aa84f;">…super gross smell so I left and went back to Whole Foods.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;">5. Which also has an interesting hemp-ish smell but I smelt a coconut soap bar so it balanced out-ish.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;">6. When I was done I was so peace, love, I need a nap get me the heck out of here I almost found everything except for the butter I was looking for. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;">7. The cashier was awesome so +10 because he went and got the vegan parmesan cheese that I couldn't find and also at the exit they had free apples and raisins which was a plus for Tate, BUT when I say you really really have to search for stuff you really do. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;">8. Also, was it me or was the lighting low? I am not trying to be conner complainer here. It was just the most unusual experience, if you want organic go to the farmers marker. It is located so close and the store is Organic Food. Baffling really. </span></div>
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Add on catch turtles, research turtles, make a home for the turtles, and after a week forget to listen to mom that the turtles climb out of their play area and no more turtles. It was a bummer really. They were fun. </div>
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I did put the turtle catching limit at 3. The neighbor Andrew thought it was pretty cool! He gets home from private school pretty late but Caleb enjoys playing basketball him with and they other new neighbor Hunter.</div>
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All 3 kids won their tug o' war, Caleb won his 3 leg race (with Conner), and the sack race! It was fun to see the kids outside on a freezing day with their buddies. </div>
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For the next 48 after they got home from school they found every thing they could to make their own field games!</div>
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Ainsley and Winston!</div>
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I believe 3 field trips were squeezed into the last couple weeks of school. The most anticipated one was Tate's!!! I wasn't able to go because Aubrey was home sick so Andy dropped Tate off and he road with his teacher! (he has such an amazing, AWESOME, incredible teacher)</div>
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With Tate gone on a field trip, Aubrey in her room sick, the kitchen clean (twice), laundry started, vacuum done, dusting done, kids rooms clean and organized done, dog walked..I started the shower with the excitement of taking the longest quietest shower I have ever taken in the last 9 years of my life. Sure I had stuff on my mind because I had to go through the kids clothes for summer before I went to pick up Tate but a shower…it was going to be magical. Of course, who is waiting for me. Not a child but a dog. There he lay the entire time too. At least there was not a single question or a "Did you know?" I am not sure why but our house has no door to the bathroom. Actually when we were looking at houses no new houses did. Note to builders *DISLIKE*</div>
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After my nice shower. Winston wanted to get in. I never really thought about it before but it is genius! Mess Free. Easy To Clean, Why better than my bath and so so sooooooo much better than the kids bathroom. Poor guy. </div>
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Today was Tate's last day of pre-school and I was so on top of my list. I hear mom's say all the time. As soon as my kids get out of school I will get everything done. It just does not work well for me that way. No no. </div>
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After going through all of my kids clothes I am happy to say Caleb is bigger and taller!!- And except for a couple of shirts that "I have no idea how scissors cut a hole in those nice shirts that I don't like to wear" most can be tubbed for Tate! </div>
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Aubrey is Taller!! So fun!- of course all of her clothes are in mint perfect condition and almost all the color blue so the can all be Tubed for Ainlsey. Some of them can go directly to her closet so she was SUPER excited about that!</div>
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Ainsley is Taller and has a bum so she has tubs of perfectly wonderful clothes that we gave to another little girl who can wear them. It's always a little sad to see clothes/memories go. </div>
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Tate is still a BIG DUDE. I am grateful everyday for the clothes the Rudd/ Nash family gave me. Any other clothes that survived his growth spirt were handed to his buddy. </div>
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I was actually thinking about "circle of love" the other day. With all my siblings living by each other with kids the same age in Utah (minus Num, but she's cool:) I often feel out of place, or wish I was there but then I think… We have made our own family here. <i>We are our own family</i>. It might sound a little bit weird actually, but we do our thing. We go to the pool at the same time of day every summer, we like the turtle race, we like Diana Rose, we have known and spent time with the same families for almost 5 years. We do not like snow or cold, we like band practice, we love going to the park some times 2 times a day, we wake up really early, we do not camp, only Andy is allowed to drink soda (unless the kids are at the grandparents), we have our own rules for games, we only play the counting and running part of hide n' seek, we can quote from our top 20 books in any given moment, and we love Father of the Bride. We can't watch Narnia without getting scared or sitting really close together, my kids can't walk down the halls at church or school and pass each other without all their friends giving their younger siblings a hug, and when we have craft time its ALL OUT 2 hours-dining room table and it takes my dining room the rest of the day to recover! It's kinda fun to be us.</div>
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The Griner Family:http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053272830032087523noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226366094104750963.post-48731422038745641622014-05-05T10:59:00.002-07:002014-05-05T10:59:45.316-07:00Unicorns and Cotton Candy<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I often wander if my family lives in a Reality or a magical universe filled with happy Unicorns and Cotton Candy. I think if you lived next door to me and you saw my face of shock and confusion you would think I am in a constant state of confusion. Maybe so, maybe so. BUT not for just any reason. Things happen. Not just the busy hustle and bustle of the week…like when I turn my head and my daughter changes her close right before catching the bus or I run after my son because he leaves his sweatshirt in the garage. Or the neighbor rings my doorbell laughing holding onto my dog. No, no. Things like this…</div>
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1. My husband asks, while I am at soccer practice, if $45 of pork is a lot and I say yes (he is usually not the meat purchaser). I say DO NOT make that purchase I will go in the morning. Next thing you know every crockpot in full of pork (we are not typically this kind of pork eaters). I could say that every time for the next month that I open my fridge a confused look comes on my face and I shake me head. YES, because I who makes the meals would have no idea how much meat for an average meal or leftovers or even a week of meals we eat? </div>
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On a happy note it was good, the kids liked it and I did have enough storage containers for it. I told the kids it was chicken (NOT WILBER, Aubrey is reading Charolettes Web in class), so I felt pretty pretty crafty!</div>
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2. Winston covers himself. He covered himself so good the other day that I seached the entire house, the farm, and our subdivision. He was right there the entire time. A shake of the head and a "Well, okay then."</div>
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3. Ainsley. I am so very aware that she does not live in a real world. Her Unicorn/Cotton Candy life is a world I would like her to have for a long time. She likes to be a teacher (pictured above) to all of her students.</div>
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4. Being a Teacher is exhausting!! That can't be a comfortable way to fall asleep though, house shoes on and two pair of pajamas.</div>
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5. When I tried to put her to bed the right way she wanted to make sure all of her "students" had a nap time next to her. Her reality is magical, every day is still the best day of her entire life or the absolute worst. An example of the absolute worst day of her entire life is when her shoe came untied. I asked her if she tied it? She said yes. I look confused and she said well…it was an inconvenience during reading. Wo!! Talk about a bad day!</div>
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6. When you wake up, do you want to be the one who wake up next to Tate? What happens during nap time to make hair look like that?? There are no words. Will he let me fix it? No, why.. he is just going to play in the fields. At least he will have clothes on and his trusty side kick, Winston.</div>
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7. If you feed the dog your pizza and he gets sick, you are responsible for cleaning him. It's my unfortunate mistake for not putting him in my bath. I had wanted to take a bath and so I had Ainsley clean him in her shower, I forgot out the shaking. Water everywhere. I just felt we could not recover from that. We need to move!!! I made all the kids clean the bathroom, write confessions, and walk the dog until he was dry. Of course, I had to re clean the bathroom 3 times. No fun, OH DOGS!</div>
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8. The accident. Less than a week after the gifted skateboard there was the accident. He was pretty excited to go to preschool and "show and tell" his face! That is just terrible! I was sad and confused…where was his helmet??</div>
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The Griner Family:http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053272830032087523noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226366094104750963.post-46732257812936198782014-04-24T05:00:00.000-07:002014-04-24T05:34:10.586-07:00April: A Day in a life<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I have really enjoyed being a part of this project. Linking to and being able to read all the other blogs it takes me too. It really is great to see how everyone else spends their day, how different, and a little the same we are. April 4th was a kind of a tough day for me. My aunt had past away earlier in the week and her funeral was on that day. So, I was kind of thinking about my mom and family on this day. </div>
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At night time we kennel our Bulldog Winston. Some might ask, Why haven't you trained your dog to be good at night? Ha! It is not that I think he will have accidents or anything like that. I am talking full "Turner and Hooch" here. I am sure he would learn to open the fridge with all that spare time. Unfortunately Winston is scared to death of storms. Living in Kansas this is going to be a problem for the spring. It has also left me without sleep (I do not do well without sleep, emotional and some what insane after 3 nights of storms) since he couldn't be kenneled and I couldn't let him roam it was a long Friday morning.</div>
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Thursday night, Friday morning nights hale..</div>
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Since Thursdays are a crazy day for us…library group, Tate went bowling, soccer (in the cold rain), scouts, and mutual I was super tired from loss of sleep instead of signing everything the night before I waited until Friday morning. I can never find pens when I need them so markers do just fine.</div>
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By April binders are falling apart, bags are ripping, and school supplies are dwindling (even though Caleb got a new binder in January and most of the kids reloaded on supplies). I think with some tape they can pull through. Only a little over a month left!!</div>
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Since Caleb said he had a free homework pass and I saw no evidence of this so (Aubrey laughed…of course) I out rule him and he had to go to school with me, since it was my day to do testing in Kindergarten. Snooze ya loose! It was also day 3 of a 8 day spirit week leading up to state testing so they had to wear warm-up clothes! Lucky because it was cold outside.</div>
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Tate wanted to take this pillow case with a sheet shoved into it for show and tell but with a little redirection he took his new flip flops. </div>
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After Ainsley and Aubrey hopped on the bus. Caleb had an hour to think about the importance of homework while he went with me to drive Tate to the other side of town for preschool. He let me know he will do his homework at the beginning of the week from now on. </div>
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I love helping in kindergarten and since I get to see Ainsley in her element and I can see why the teacher is always praising her. She is a helper, an over achiever, and a pleaser. On her weekly progress report it is so fun to see her teacher always say the nicest things about her and on her report card to…but when I ask her to empty her backpack she is an absolute slob!! She just shoves stuff in there and grabs handfuls and handfuls out! Its never ending and every pocket has something. Caleb is the same way! Thank goodness for Aubrey, at least one paper I sign isn't crumbled before I get it!</div>
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Tate "I think it is good not very." Trying new things right now is not really what he does. (You can see the piece of hair he chopped out)</div>
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Aubrey is our "special eater". Since she is allergic to everything and skinny skinny skinny. Anything she asks for right now we like to give her. Usually I have to make everything for scratch. I usually bargain a <i><b>pediasure</b></i> and 3 bites here or there because she has to have all the food groups!</div>
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Ainsley took this picture. Winston is a beast now. He doesn't like it when you say "Say Cheese Winston." He fits into our family perfectly and I often wonder if he and Tate knew each other in a different life. They are way too much alike! Creepy!<br />
Winston has his lazy spots, he doesn't really ever change, he just rotates from nap spot to nap spot. He likes to stay by the door in hopes that we feel compassion and let him out without his leash…ending in Caleb chasing and tackling. I will have to take a picture of Caleb diving to grab Winston. It is pretty funny! Living so close to the golf course and the farms is like heaven for a dog, a fence will help with the sanity. </div>
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Also, on Friday I got another bid for the fence (4th) and Andy's mom came up so we could go to a friends 40th surprise birthday get together. That is our 3rd friend who turned 40 this year. It must be a popular year. She had made a comment that 40 is the new 30 and 30 is the new 20. I about vomited!! I have waited my entire life to be 30, what if I miss it!!! :) We can't have that! </div>
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As for turning 40, I am not sure what can possibly be so bad about it. Life is such a precious gift, full of accomplishments, acquaintances, friendships, relationships, family, and obstacles that you have powered through. It is a celebration! All 3 of these 40 year olds have raised incredible children, and I looked to them often as examples, and for silent advise. While I will be at a different place in my life when I am 40, at least I know it will be okay (if the teenage years do not kill me first, having an almost 10 year old is an extremely dramatic thing already..actually having an Ainsley is always dramatic)! I will just focus on making it to 30, IT'S GOING TO BE INCREDIBLE!! <br />
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Follow the circle by going to my sister in-law Clair's blog: <a href="http://cgdickson.com/" target="_blank">http://cgdickson.com</a>.</div>
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Snow, Easter, and a tan all in the same week!</div>
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Halfway through April lawn mowing has started, trying to figure out how to take care of the plants/bush from some place evil haunt my dreams, state testing, and the discovery that over winter your child is now way too tall for her bike and spring clothes. Her sassy attitude that comes with getting older has grown as well. April! </div>
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<span style="text-align: center;">Ainsley has learned some fun soccer moves and was excited to finally play against another girl. She isn't afraid to get in there and her coach is really great. Teacher her cool foot tricks and everything that is involved with soccer. </span><br />
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Tate is always away from the ball. Every once in a while he will get in there (with the bribe of going to the sand park after) but for the most part when he is playing the poor "Red Fire Sharks" play 2 vs 3. </div>
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We did go to the park after and then the weather was so nice we went back after lunch. All 5 of us enjoyed the bright sun and ended up with funky tan lines!</div>
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Then the snow came. Winston got out and I spent 40 minutes looking for him. I was worried he was chasing balls on the golf course but we went EAST instead and hung out at the farm. I was not a happy personal, I was scared that he was hurt, and it was snowing like crazy while I was looking for him. WINSTON!!</div>
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Easter, our decision was to take Winston to Windsor with us. We had a full load. Everyone travelled well but Winston wasn't able to take his usual naps because of all the NOISE and excitement. We had a good time with the Clinton Ward and then we went to Andy's parents for the day.</div>
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I couldn't get everyone to wear pink but I did get everyone to wear blue. It was a monument day really. The kids haven't all matched since they were little. I just hid all their other clothes except for a pink outfit and blue outfit. That really helped them decide to match, either match or be naked but as long as it was THEIR choice there were no tears or complains. </div>
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From this day I learned a lot . I forget how little Tate is. His excitement over his Easter basket "This is what I always dreamed of wanting" or "I love this" over the simplest of dollar store items. After spending a week going over the real meaning of EASTER and since Caleb doesn't believe in it I spend $15 tops on each basket. I didn't want anything to be taken aways for the day and they loved there baskets just as much. *Note: Not pictured is the look on my face when Caleb woke up and saw me filling the baskets. He doesn't believe in that stuff anymore (thanks to a bunch of big mouth kids) but I was so sad when he saw me. </div>
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Tate has been struggling with ear infections and allergies for the past week BUT cranky hit a whole new level right after church. I often wonder how a cute sleeper can turn into an uncooperative mess in just hours. He didn't want to participate in the Easter Egg Hunt either.</div>
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Grass stains, egg hunt, yummy dinner & deserts. Perfect weather made the day awesome!</div>
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<span style="text-align: center;">*Ainsley has grown into a GIANT. She has become very tall either over night or I was paying close attention. Her church dresses are too short, her rear fills her shorts, and her pants look like she is waiting for a flood. During the summer since she lives in her swimsuit we need it to get here fast!! I hate buying new clothes at the end of the year, only for them to destroy during the summer!! Her bike is to small as well!</span></div>
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The Griner Family:http://www.blogger.com/profile/07053272830032087523noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4226366094104750963.post-61063072469736191902014-04-07T13:02:00.002-07:002014-04-07T13:02:35.334-07:00Spring, Maybe?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This kids have pretty much grown out of their pants, BUT it is freezing outside.</div>
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I should cut the shrubs and put down wood chips, BUT it is freezing outside.</div>
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Every Thursday after Library group Tate and his buddy Coltin hang out. Bowling is always a big hit!</div>
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Coltin is 1.5 years younger but Tate has no boys in his class on Sunday and Coltin really gives him a run for his money!! They are a great team, they both like dirt (his mom is not a big fan of the dirt but if I provide a set a clothes for him I hope she can warm up to it), digging, and rocks. I might have been like that with Caleb but slowly gave up. Maybe she is just a better mom then me. I just figure God made dirt and dirt don't hurt. During the summer my kids are cleaner due to our time at the pool! Luckily, they all learned how to swim at an early age!!</div>
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Soccer! Having Ainsley and Tate on the same team has been fun. I lucked into this picture of Tate kicking the ball. I told him to get in there and steel the ball. That is about it. He likes to diddle-daddle. Then he will pick up speed like he is running but not moving. It is an interesting sight!</div>
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Ainsley is a lot of fun. She is the tallest on the team and usually the only girl on the field. She is great and blocking and stealing the ball. She is not afraid to get in there and get it!! </div>
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This is kind of what Tate looks like the entire time. He likes that there are cows across the street. That is "amazing" and he is never really in the game until its too late. He does improve little by little. He only made the deadline by one day so it is a learning year. Also, it is freezing cold out on the field. Burrrr! </div>
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General Conference. The kids watched all 4 hours on Saturday and they watched the 2 hours in between. They have their favorite talks and they loved hearing about the Ukraine temple. As if, they weren't already big enough couch potatoes and because I have the worst sinus infection and strep throat and didn't want to get off the couch I let them try out the Harry Potter movie. I have never read the books. The kids have been asking about them, it came on tv, so we gave it a go. They were hooked! I personally wondered when it was going to end, it is extremely long for a children's movie but it kept their attention. </div>
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(not pictured is Aubrey…she is to the right. Ainsley is wearing her Ingear swimsuit off amazon.com. I ordered an $8 swimsuit which I thought was an extremely good price and they didn't have it anymore or the size I wanted to they sent me 2 for $8 and Ainsley might be in heaven for rest of her life) </div>
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We watched Sunday too, dressed and showered nice for that one. Blueberry muffins like always.</div>
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Even Winston watched conference. He just wants to be part of the family!!</div>
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It was suppose to be on the 4th. All 14 pictures were taken. It was a great day but I am sad to say that all of the pictures from my fun Dr. Suess filled day were deleted, our 11 year anniversary, massive school projects, and first soccer practices! So, my day in the life for March was taken on the 19th. My 5th day into Spring Break. A cold windy day, the sun was starting to come out so the kids, by late afternoon, were starting to play outside! This month I was pretty close. 11 out of 14 were taken.</div>
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Ainsley was invited to a Frozen premier party near Edgerton with a new friend. The invitation was so cute and she was excited! White hair spray was a must!</div>
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For some strange reason Andy thought a bulk case of plums were something Tate would love. Yum Yum! No, No! Tate wanted nothing to do with them…Blah! It was from a book Andy had been reading to Tate every night. Still, a blulk case? </div>
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After the Frozen party we picked up the Horspool girls and a couple of the Flins. I loaded the tabled with crafts and life couldn't be better! It was like dollar store magic!</div>
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Then the acting started. Parts were distributed and while I was making cinnamon rolls the kids acted out Frozen line for line, song for song.</div>
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On the floor hiding are the 2 boys who also had parts. It was an awesome thing to watch. Very entertaining! Afterwards they played kickball and capture the flag followed by an intense game of cops and robbers!! I didn't get any yard work done. </div>
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Tate is so cool, he has his hat. He has his rabbit. He has his jacket. He is cool!</div>
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Tate is also in loads of serious trouble because he continues to dig holes in the yard with my forks! NOT COOL! By the end of the day I was able to locate 10 of my nice forks that Andy insisted on buying a couple of years ago. I just do not think we are mature enough to have nice things… Tate is a destroyer!</div>
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Ainsley and Maddie! Not pictured is the bath they took in their swimsuits. When these two girls get together they always hop in my big bathtub. At least someone uses it. Every time I think about taking a nice quiet bath that though quickly leaves. </div>
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Tate and Winston exploring. Winston will follow Tate, keep him safe and out of trouble (or he ends up in trouble with him). </div>
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Ainsleys cape from her Frozen premier party. It was pretty cool. The mom had her entire front room decorated and everything! During the party I tried to take the other 3 kids to buy socks and under ware… it didn't happen. It was a pretty pointless outing, and no one wanted to buy under ware with me!!</div>
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Aubrey bands. After months of vacuuming these up, I have decided to let Aubrey buy her own and be responsible. They are kind of a pain though. I think they have taken the place of those other bracelets from when Aubrey was in kindergarten, ya know the ones that were different shapes, but I guess if you earn the money yourself, you take better care of it. I haven't seen a single one on the floor!<br />
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If you get a chance follow the link and it will send you in a circle. You'll get a chance to read blogs of other women from around the United States who took pictures on the same day. It's pretty neat, especially this amazing mom and author! <br />
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Ainsley is a interesting little girl. She gets in her mind that she love, LOVE, <b>LOVES</b> something and then everything is all about that. Last year it was her Hello Kitty Dress that she wore at least 2 times a week. It was a really cute dress from H&M and she is now really tall and we passed it on to another little girl that can love it. This year it is this shirt. This is not a new shirt. She got it Winter of 2012, but she was determined to wear it everyday. I try to hide it but on Sunday she was determined to wear this shirt every day for a week (those were her words). I thought about this for a second and said that would be fine as long as it gets washed after school. This was just not something I put on the "battle with your kids list" so I said yes.</div>
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Day 1</div>
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Day 2 (also bear measurement day). By the time day 2 came it hit me that I will be at the school every day this week…what a week for Ainsley to decide to do this!</div>
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Day 3 (Andy was singing for the class about kindness and from her favorite book…he also sang a little Jonny Cash). </div>
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By day 4 Ainsley just woke up and put on different clothes and she was done! I had a picture of her but Andy deleted 2 weeks of pictures. She looked so fresh and so clean clean!</div>
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Confessions of a felon. aka. TATE DELTON GRINER.</div>
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1. Coloring on the dog (evidence…Tate first colored all over his legs)</div>
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2. Digging holes in the backyard with a shovel ( evidence…the dirt in his hair from trying to throw it behind him, not to mention the shovel in hand)</div>
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3. Yellow hand print on the garage door (evidence, yellow water/smashed chalk on his shoes…his hand print size).</div>
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4. The complete and total room destruction instead of taking a nap (verbal confession about how his is practicing be a "worker" meaning construction builder/worker, caught in the act, and it was clean when everyone left for school).</div>
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This kid is driving me crazy!!</div>
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Do You Believe in Magic?</div>
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What I have here is magic…</div>
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you might look and see imperfection</div>
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but I see a family picture done and done!</div>
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2014, The Griner Family est. 2003</div>
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YES.</div>
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How many times since August 2009 have I been asked "Where is your family picture?" or "Why aren't you and Andy in your family picture?" It is a a lot of years and a lot of extended family and now I can just check that off my bucket list. Done and Done. Why you might ask?, well I have said this and I know because I have seen everyone's beautiful family pictures that life is just easy on picture day for them. It is just smooth sailing. The second I whisper, spell out loud, hint towards, or write down that they are having their pictures taken it is like a button goes off in their little heads. It had to be done though. My dad's birthday was the perfect opportunity and since I was doing it might as well make it an entire family affair especially since 3 of the siblings had babies this year! I wanted to surprise my dad with an all 5 kid family picture for his office! </div>
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I called my friend on favor only to be repaid. There was no other way. I warned her. I told her exactly what I KNEW in my heart would happened but wished wouldn't. I said really, its no laughing matter and only for the strong. She showed up with special fancy "bribe" doughnuts for after. It was there, just like I said and she was ready. 2 total breakdowns, 1 "you promised me something from last year,4 days, and 30 seconds ago", and the other who is Tate. Add tights (why do I have to wear tights it isn't Sunday), I hate skirts, these shoes are ugly, and I just need $.50 (randomly during this time period, all of a sudden).</div>
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The Seth Clark Family- Seth, Karalee, Dallen, Dean, Daniel</div>
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The Spencer Clark Family- Spencer, Kristen, Ella, Conner</div>
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The Zohrobyan Family- Zohrob, Steffaney, Isabella</div>
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Sydney Clark</div>
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Boss</div>
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Editor of the pictures not done professionally!<br />
Letters idea was stollen from Andy's sister Ella, we had done it a couple of years ago for Paul. <br />
I think this idea was pretty genius, considering it was never gonna work together all 5 of us together in one place. One day maybe we'll all end up in Florida:)</div>
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