tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32543363095075049542024-03-12T20:14:40.915-07:00The World According to the WilsonsSandy & Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13801084529429874454noreply@blogger.comBlogger63125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3254336309507504954.post-86697203935348457842014-02-18T12:50:00.000-08:002014-02-18T12:50:30.772-08:00Found my camera cord!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Visiting Santa. She liked him until we got close even though<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Uncle Matthew gave me chocolate.<br />
Mommy & Daddy didn't know I could open<br />
the package until it was too late.</td></tr>
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<br />Sandy & Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13801084529429874454noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3254336309507504954.post-60196518385078091882013-12-09T08:37:00.000-08:002013-12-09T08:37:25.922-08:00Keeping us on our toes<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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E is keeping us on our toes! (I can hear M & my mothers laughing) E has definitely entered the terrible twos. The last few nights have been a trial to get her to bed. Even getting jammies on means kicking and screaming and a melt down. But then she redeems herself by being so cute and loveable that the other child doesn't seem possible. Her favorite phrases right now are "If you say so," "I promise," "My do," and "Probably." She doesn't always use them right, but she sure makes us laugh. Elizabeth loves Veggie Tales and will sing the songs from the shows. It is amazing what that little mind can learn. E loves her babies too. She has three dolls that she takes everywhere, even into her crib at nights so there is barely room for E. The babies do end up in time out. Some days they are very naughty and E puts them in time out, then comes back and gets one eye level with them and tells them what they did wrong, then gives them a hug. Apparently she is learning something from us.<br />
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This Thursday is her first Christmas program at daycare. I'm not sure what they are singing or doing, but I'm interested to see how she does. Either she'll steal the show or she won't do anything. We did take our Christmas pictures and they turned out really nice. E cooperated most of the time so the photographer got some good shots.</div>
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<br />Sandy & Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13801084529429874454noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3254336309507504954.post-88982582864788706462013-09-26T10:09:00.000-07:002013-09-26T10:09:32.933-07:00Finally got my camera back, so here is a short recap of summer in pictures. I guess the biggest change is Lil'E is getting hair. It is so cute and curly! Two things she got from me, curly hair and a love of chocolate. It is amazing how this little person lights up our lives. Sometimes at 3:30 am but we still love her.<br />
I think the pictures explain themselves. We made a few trips to the zoo, one with Cousin AT and one with Aunt ST. With AT Elizabeth wouldn't go anywhere near the splash pad. With ST Lil'E discovered it and fell in love. She spent about 30 minutes playing. Of course the time I figured she wouldn't go near it so didn't pack her a swim diaper or a towel. Oh well. I took so many pictures of her in the splash pad. (M and ST did too with their phones) The lighting was great and Lil'E had so much child joy that I love every picture and could have taken a million more.<br />
Most mornings M gets Lil'E up while I get ready. They we switch and I watch Lil'E while M gets ready. I usually do my makeup and Lil'E eats breakfast. That morning Lil'E wasn't hungry (she eats again at daycare) and decided she wants some of mommy's makeup. How can I deny that face? Lil'E favorite color is blue. We're working on her aim. <br />
Lil'E has decided she needs sunglasses in the car, just one day out of the blue. Of course we couldn't find any cheapies that weekend when we had a chance to shop so Lil'E got a nice pair that are a little large. Of course the next week I found sunglasses everywhere for less than a dollar! She now has three pairs and couldn't be happier. I also got some cases and sometimes it is more fun to put the different glasses in different cases than it is to wear them. <br />
We're traveling again this weekend. Last weekend to Osakis, this weekend a stopover in Osakis on our way to Moorhead for a wedding. Lil'E will get to see some of her Concordia Cousins and we get to celebrate with H&J!<br />
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I can't blame Lil'E for being scared!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Checking out the John Deere tractor at the <br />
Farm area at the zoo with Cousin AT</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Helping fill her new pool. She was so excited!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So excited she didn't take the time to put on a suit<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our cool chicka with her sunglasses.</td></tr>
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<br />Sandy & Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13801084529429874454noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3254336309507504954.post-75681377959070310312013-09-09T11:53:00.002-07:002013-09-09T11:53:41.321-07:00New Post!I've been having computer issues and have been unable to update the blog. Finally got it fixed so here I am. Well, that and I forgot my camera at Mom & Dad's so I didn't have many pics to post. I'll be catching up soon.<br />
Summer is over. Boo. It was an interesting one. I changed jobs, Elizabeth turned 2 and we had hail and tornado force winds that caused damage to our roof, gutter, gutter covers, some window frames and totaled the garden. We're still waiting to see what insurance recommends for our roof, etc. <br />
Elizabeth is transitioning to Preschool 3 at daycare. She is growing so fast! She likes P3 because the playground is bigger and they have a Guinean pig named Pluto. Elizabeth talks all the time. She even tells a joke. She'll finish something on her plate and ask "Where did the ... go?" Then she laughs and says "In my mouth!" She is really good at tantrums. I think throwing themselves on the floor and wailing is just hard wired in their little brains. We certainly didn't teach her it. In fact we laugh at her and tell her what a good job she is doing, which only makes her more mad.<br />
This past weekend, Aunt Su visited. We had fun even if meals and bedtimes were a little late. We had a great time at the zoo. (I'll post pictures later) Aunt Su read E lots of stories and even painted her toe nails purple. Su left during E's nap Sunday. E was looking for Aunt Su everywhere asking "Where Aunt Su go?" I explained she flew home so E now waves at every plane she hears saying "Bye Aunt Su." <br />
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Sandy & Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13801084529429874454noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3254336309507504954.post-40213075413235902392013-07-28T19:01:00.000-07:002013-07-28T19:01:34.822-07:00Yes, it has been two monthsTwo months has passed since the last update. We've been busy, busy.<br />
Elizabeth turned two. Can't believe it. At her check up she was 25.5 lbs and 33 inches. She is petit but mighty. She had a wonderful birthday party surrounded by family and friends. I finished her Curious George shirt so she was happy. She clung to daddy the whole time. For about two months Elizabeth has been a Daddy's girl. Totally a Daddy's girl. She wants nothing to do with Mommy or anyone else. <br />
Over the 4th of July we went to Wisconsin to visit Bethany, Joe, Maya, Claire, Ryan and Ella. We had a great time. I painted Elizabeth's toenails for the first time. I also painted Claire's & Ella's toenails too. Most of the paint has chipped off by now, but Elizabeth still talks about it. We also went to the pool and Elizabeth did great swimming. She jumped into the pool into Daddy's arms and started kicking her feet to swim. She did put her face in the water, but didn't shut her mouth so she did not enjoy that.<br />
After our vacation, I returned to Westminster for my last week. I had worked there for 12 years and decided it was time for a change. I found a good job as an Administrative Assistant at Pax Christi Catholic Community. I've been there for two weeks and things are going well. I've been able to work ten hour days four days a week so Elizabeth and I have been home on Fridays. More details about that later and other things going on (with pictures).<br />
Here are a few to tide you over.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Helping Mommy clean for the party</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Waiting for the popcorn on the Toddler Tower<br />Uncle Stan & Aunt Alison made for her birthday</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cleaning up after playing in the doggie's pool</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yummy food.</td></tr>
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Sandy & Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13801084529429874454noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3254336309507504954.post-16390992824312076922013-05-31T12:21:00.000-07:002013-05-31T12:21:02.161-07:00Playing outside<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"I'm going to get you!"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My old Man</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Ready, set, go!"</td></tr>
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Some times I don't know who is the bigger kid, Elizabeth or Marc. Although I can't say too much because I play around with her as much as Marc. I'm just usually the one behind the camera. I must say, I'm impressed he could get on her bike!<br />
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Elizabeth also likes to lay on the deck and look at the sky. She sees clouds, trees, birds and airplanes. She'll tell us to lay down with her and when she is done, she'll tell us to sit up. She is awfully bossy. Wonder where she gets that from?<br />
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In between the rain, Elizabeth and I did manage to plant some peas last week. Hopefully it will stay nice enough to plant the tomatoes, beans and potatoes this weekend. I'm also hoping to get a few outdoor decorating done. I am a avid "Pinner" on Pinterest and have so many wonderful ideas. A few I actually hope to accomplish. Maybe will have pics next week.<br />
We're also getting ready for Elizabeth's birthday party. Curious George is out theme. Banana everything and lots of balloons!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">As she was trying to get me to sit up. My giant baby!</td></tr>
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Sandy & Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13801084529429874454noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3254336309507504954.post-69995611316311568562013-05-24T09:14:00.000-07:002013-05-24T09:14:34.207-07:00My two favorite people in the world<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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We were planning to go camping this Memorial weekend, but decided not to in the rain.<br />
Have a great Memorial Day weekend!<br />
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Sandy & Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13801084529429874454noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3254336309507504954.post-34652925548279777572013-05-14T07:38:00.000-07:002013-05-14T07:38:30.043-07:00Happy Mother's Day<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Sandy & Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13801084529429874454noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3254336309507504954.post-36433025073455076292013-05-03T09:42:00.001-07:002013-05-03T09:42:51.123-07:001st Ponytail<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwWgyoE5hmZc9J6SxDENVdHhIn4-5T5mZws1-5JLT6nr_N-F4UMM9i2uRgi5quu3_YlmLOM_vR8qQsxmdnXL0p6d-uSnpW9TF19rO-Zg7HcmHLkpDSr_HK7D9MwGtCj9XVW_njzSqwHBVh/s1600/1st+pony+tail2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwWgyoE5hmZc9J6SxDENVdHhIn4-5T5mZws1-5JLT6nr_N-F4UMM9i2uRgi5quu3_YlmLOM_vR8qQsxmdnXL0p6d-uSnpW9TF19rO-Zg7HcmHLkpDSr_HK7D9MwGtCj9XVW_njzSqwHBVh/s320/1st+pony+tail2.JPG" width="213" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKeCrTCs3bQRKMByd8Kew3BpbL7uQeniVjcnC2_50jYJbADzooW-zLpS5OTxApPG6wTTuWaPj07sYKZRlwu4aWRVrpIyNmXHq9B7gYyubgZUt_x97cjRq8OK6iw-2Rty8oOCUH0dJQCDQp/s1600/1st+pony+tail.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKeCrTCs3bQRKMByd8Kew3BpbL7uQeniVjcnC2_50jYJbADzooW-zLpS5OTxApPG6wTTuWaPj07sYKZRlwu4aWRVrpIyNmXHq9B7gYyubgZUt_x97cjRq8OK6iw-2Rty8oOCUH0dJQCDQp/s320/1st+pony+tail.JPG" width="320" /></a>As anyone who has seen Elizabeth knows, she's a baldy. Not sure where that is coming from because both Marc and I have hair to spare. Marc is enjoying it because he doesn't have to fix her hair. He is worried about that. We've been watching her fine baby hair grow little by little. Both of us hoping it will turn out curly like mine. Yesterday at daycare Elizabeth insisted on getting her hair fixed since all of the other girls were (they all have lots and lots of hair). Elizabeth's teacher, being a good sport got a little ponytail going for Elizabeth. It was so cute and Elizabeth was so proud. It is hard to see in the pics, but she is so darn cute with the little thing sticking straight up on her head. Of course she would not hold still for a good picture. She is too much like her Daddy that way (And Great Grandpa Wilson). I also wanted to show the cute little vest I made for her. I was planning on her wearing it next fall but it seems the perfect thing for this non-spring.<br />
Sandy & Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13801084529429874454noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3254336309507504954.post-5105254077813368122013-04-29T11:06:00.001-07:002013-04-29T11:06:41.065-07:00Ramdon pictures and update<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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Lucky girl!<br />
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Having a ball!<br />
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30 some years ago.</td></tr>
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Horsing Around<br />
Riding her beloved pony!</td></tr>
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It has been a while since I updated, I know. Things just keep us busy. Including this beautiful little girl! Elizabeth is over 22 months old! We've starting planning her second birthday party for June 16. Can't believe she'll be two! She does amaze us every day. Every parent probably thinks this, but she is so smart! She'll repeat everything you say. It made Marc realize how often he says "here you go," and made me realize how often I say "blah, blah, blah." The most amazing thing she did the other day was count to four. Not just repeating but stacking things and counting. She probably would have gotten farther, but the pile fell down. We knew she could count to three because she repeats us when we give her a count down to doing something, but she really seems to understand numbers. Of course the 5 Little Monkey books helped a lot. I made her monkey and crocodile finger puppets for Easter, which I'm very happy to say she loves. Right now her favorite things are being outside, Grandma & Grandpa's new calf, her silly cousins, Daddy and Curious George/monkeys.<br />
Marc and I are doing well. Thankfully the snow has gone and shouldn't return. Marc worked his tail off last week to get a bunch of junk out for the curbside cleanup with the city so things are neater at home. Now we just keep plugging away at the basement repair. I have had lots of fun dental work including a crown and a wisdom tooth pulled. Work keeps us both very busy. Can't wait for some vacation time this summer with our little peanut!<br />
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We had a wonderful Easter. The weather was chilly, but thankfully the dress I made for Elizabeth had long sleeves. I had Thursday and Friday off from work since Daycare was closed so we got to spend extra time together. We didn't feel like doing the whole egg dying thing. Our little monkey would just have had too much fun. We did go to church on Good Friday and Easter Sunday. I played with the bell choir and cantored so Elizabeth got to see me up front and Marc was in the pew with her. After the service I got a few pictures and Jenny and Luke arrived for the next service. It was great to see them, but it was a tough time for them as they were losing Steve's Dad. Elizabeth was so excited. She walked around asking where her Luke was. </div>
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After church we went to Grandma & Grandpa Wilson's. Grandma had an Easter egg hunt ready for her. She didn't quite get it, but had fun. Although I think Grandma and Great Aunt Audrey and Great Aunt Bonnie almost had more. We ate too much and stayed too long, but Elizabeth loves her family, especially her Great Poppa. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Where's my Luke?</td></tr>
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So, Elizabeth and I went to our favorite Oriental place, 1st Wok. It is a great, casual family place that I think everyone who has ever visited us has been to with us. Elizabeth and I were just wild and crazy. We didn't even have the diaper bag with so no sippy cup, sliverware, toys or even a bib for her. So, not only was it girl's night out, Elizabeth got to wear a napkin around her neck and use the spoon to get water out of her cup. (The most exciting part) Elizabeth and I split my meal and she got a side of steamed broccoli (her favorite). She got to try a few new things, baby corn (very good), water chestnuts (not impressed) and shrimp (undecided). She did like the sauce from my dish and started dipping everything in it. As long as she eats I am happy. The owner was really nice and gave Elizabeth 4 extra fortune cookies, which she gobbled down.<br />
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Of course I had my camera!Sandy & Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13801084529429874454noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3254336309507504954.post-66100789354611447652013-02-28T09:05:00.005-08:002013-02-28T09:06:24.122-08:00Mommy's Great IdeaOne Saturday I was trying to get some stuff done in the kitchen, but my little helper wasn't helping. So, I remembered something my mom said they used to do when she taught preschool and something I had read on Pinterest. (It is the female equivalent to a guy saying "Hold my beer" or a child saying "Watch this.") Spray shaving cream on a table top and let the kid play. I knew Elizabeth wouldn't put it in her mouth so I decided why not. Well, let me tell you why not...<br />
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First the table has to be very clean. Elizabeth found some flour and sugar that had spilled on the table and mixed it with the shaving cream making a nice paste. And, while Elizabeth knows not to put it in her mouth, she still puts it in her hair and on her clothes and on the chair cushion and the straps and everywhere those little fingers could reach. So, I got done what I needed to, but I had to wash the high chair cushion and the chair, change Elizabeth's clothes and give Elizabeth a bath. So much for my great idea.Sandy & Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13801084529429874454noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3254336309507504954.post-12728012066994173622013-02-15T14:22:00.000-08:002013-04-29T11:08:35.478-07:00Christmas with the Wilsons<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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<br />Sandy & Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13801084529429874454noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3254336309507504954.post-86351992433000449462013-01-22T11:35:00.001-08:002013-01-22T11:35:13.974-08:0018 month statsAt her 18 month appointment Elizabeth was 23 lbs and 29 1/2 inches tall. She is our mighty little peanut!Sandy & Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13801084529429874454noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3254336309507504954.post-29120964734035860432012-12-14T13:44:00.000-08:002012-12-14T13:44:02.431-08:00Coloring<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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In order to nurture Elizabeth's budding artist and to keep her busy while Marc and I try to do things like cook supper, we bought Elizabeth markers and let her sit in her highchair and color. (Yes, I bought washable markers.) She loves to color with the markers. She loves to draw on paper, the table, her high chair and her favorite, herself. <br />
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It might be a while before we get a Rembrandt, but she sure has fun. And, Marc and I can talk to each other and make dinner. Marty is just disappointed that she is at the table and not dropping food.</div>
Sandy & Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13801084529429874454noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3254336309507504954.post-60174301613569150312012-12-13T11:21:00.000-08:002012-12-13T11:21:18.883-08:00Black FridayThe Friday after Thanksgiving we did not go shopping, but to Kurt & Erica's for an amazing Thanksgiving meal with their families. Autumn, who turned 6 (Oye!) celebrates her birthday after lunch so it is a fun family gathering. This year Elizabeth got to meet a new cousin, Finn who was born in February. She kept calling him baby but he is almost as big as she is!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Same height, 1 lb difference, same hair, 9 months different is age.</td></tr>
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Sandy & Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13801084529429874454noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3254336309507504954.post-35765336085087544942012-12-13T11:19:00.000-08:002012-12-13T11:19:24.602-08:00ThanksgivingWe spent Thanksgiving with Marc's family. It was a fun time. I had the week off from work so Elizabeth and I spent Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday at home. I was trying to get some cleaning, decorating and sewing done. Elizabeth was trying to help me, which means not much was finished. But, she refused to nap for more than 45 mins those days. Well, on Thanksgiving, not only would our little turkey not eat the spread, but she wouldn't go down for a nap without me and then she slept for 3 hours! I felt bad because the family didn't get much time, but thankfully there will be more Thanksgivings.<br />
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<br />Sandy & Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13801084529429874454noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3254336309507504954.post-10878911491968577122012-12-13T11:07:00.003-08:002012-12-13T11:07:50.806-08:00Popcorn<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAehzqTTCDqA1vTpwiencJuZzI7wnEH5baNO2XpZunq4BNEXDJ63vmgGzK4TiYdJM38jxaK5pY11Pwd3xqQUgvaMo33XY0dQMlWNMkfhJBS5k_npS5tmM6a1PWdDOhDNcfkhnbvhR77yaa/s1600/Popcorn3.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAehzqTTCDqA1vTpwiencJuZzI7wnEH5baNO2XpZunq4BNEXDJ63vmgGzK4TiYdJM38jxaK5pY11Pwd3xqQUgvaMo33XY0dQMlWNMkfhJBS5k_npS5tmM6a1PWdDOhDNcfkhnbvhR77yaa/s320/Popcorn3.JPG" width="320" /></a> Elizabeth loves popcorn! She knows the sound of the air popper starting up and runs to the kitchen. She loves to watch it pop and says "Whoa" when one flies out of the popper. She waits anxiously for it to be done so she can sit with Daddy and eat popcorn. Daddy enjoys it too. He has shown her how to throw it in the air and catch it (yes, she tries it and no she hasn't caught one yet). He has shown her how popcorn sticks to your tongue so you can walk around with your tongue out with popcorn on it. She likes to feed popcorn to Daddy, Mommy and Marty. Yes her hands are wet and covered with dog slobber, but how do you not accept her generosity? So, on the weekends popcorn is a big thing at our house</div>
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Sandy & Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13801084529429874454noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3254336309507504954.post-62456818275299927612012-11-14T12:37:00.002-08:002012-11-14T12:37:47.144-08:00HalloweenThis year out little Peanut was a skeleton for Halloween. We went to her daycare party the Friday before Halloween. It was a bit overwhelming for her but she did like the little bouncy castle. She also went Trunk or Treating (Parents lined their cars up in the parking lot, opened and decorated their trunks and gave out candy.) Elizabeth's favorite were the goldfish crackers. Marc and I enjoyed the rest of her treats. <br />
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On Halloween we didn't take Elizabeth out. She was not in a good mood so we dressed her up and handed out candy. We had a nice group of kids come by, including a lot of neighbors with small kids. There were some older kids, probably too old to trick or treat, but they worked on their costumes so we gave them candy anyway.<br />
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Maybe we should have dressed Elizabeth up like a princess or fairy tale character. 99% of the little girls were, but we think our little skeleton was so cute we will be happy to pay for her therapy later! Of course she didn't coorperate to give us a good picture. Thankfully there will be many more Halloweens!<br />
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Sandy & Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13801084529429874454noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3254336309507504954.post-2743410049572983832012-11-14T12:23:00.000-08:002012-11-14T12:23:12.921-08:00Pumpkin Carving<br />
One of my parents' friends gave us two pumpkins for Elizabeth this year. Honestly she didn't think much of the carving and the guts, but she liked the seeds and playing with the marker as Marc and I carved. She also tried to put the guts back in the pumpkin as Marc pulled them out. Elizabeth did like eating the pumpkin. Yes, seriously eating the pumpkin. She took bites out of the carved parts (eyes, nose, mouth, etc). She enjoyed it and she didn't turn orange so I guess it is all good. It was a little chilly in the house so we tried to get her to keep her candy corn hat on. She refused to wear the spider hat I made her. Hopefully it will fit again next year. We forgot to get pictures of the pumpkins when we were finished, but oh well. There will be plenty more in the future.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Serious work</td></tr>
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Sandy & Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13801084529429874454noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3254336309507504954.post-38064932244300992332012-11-14T12:01:00.003-08:002012-11-14T12:01:18.200-08:00WalkingAs of October 17, our little Elizabeth is a walker!! She started getting the hang of it when we were at my parents' the weekend before when she fell in love with the little pull behind toys and now she is off and running. When we got home I added a ribbon to her Farmer Elmo tractor and wagon and she lives to pull that around. Marc and I are not in love with this toy (Thank you to the Otts) and it's singing so we get a bit of an evil joy about tying up Elmo. Tee hee. So she is walking, talking and rocking. What will she do next?!Sandy & Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13801084529429874454noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3254336309507504954.post-90896178915828975712012-10-31T13:28:00.001-07:002012-10-31T13:28:58.464-07:00Rocking chair<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Even if I am backwards, ain't I cute?</td></tr>
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Elizabeth has decided she loves the little rocking chair she was given and the big rocking chair in her room. She figured out how to get the chair rocking and now everything she sits on gets the rocking test. She has figured out how the get up in her little chair and turn around and sit down. She has also figured out how to crawl onto the seat and hang on to the back and rock and stand in the chair. Our little dare devil! Elizabeth is taking after her Dad, loving the rocking chair and giving her parents gray hairs!Sandy & Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13801084529429874454noreply@blogger.com0