Family Photos by Jocelin
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Some of my favorites. Jocelin does such an incredible job it is hard to choose which ones to print. It's all I can do to not just plaster my walls with these cute photos of my husband and kids!
Marley Sage
smart ~ patient ~ loving ~ independent ~ pretender ~ dancer ~ pleaser ~ ignorer ~ nice ~ short tempered ~ singer
Ivy Giselle
sweet ~ grouchy ~ moody ~ naughty ~ lover ~ playful ~ stubborn ~ comforter ~ giggles ~ silly ~ couch potato ~ snuggler
Monday, June 30, 2008
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Labels: Family Pictures, Jocelin
Saturday, June 28, 2008
A night with the Benson's
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Friday, June 27, 2008
Hogle Zoo
We spent the morning at Hogle Zoo with Charity, Terrence, and Easton. I was so glad we went early because all the animals were awake instead of sleeping in the hot sun. The highlight of the trip was in the big cat house when the leopard was pacing right in front of the kids and when we got to watch a training session with the tiger. It even growled for us which was pretty cool. While we were looking at the zebras Marley said, "Look Mom, can you see his peanuts?" The guy behind us started laughing as did I. I presume she learned that terminology from Cole. I wanted to take the kids to the pool after to cool off but they both fell asleep before we made it to the freeway, so it was homeward bound.
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Wednesday, June 25, 2008
06/25 Drama Queen
Ivy changes clothes 5 times a day, 3 of which are usually leotards. She has names for every outfit and favorites of course and when she can't find what she wants, you better watch out. This little number she was looking for "pink sparkly" was in the washer but that was unacceptable until she could see it with her own two eyes so while the washer was doing its thing Ivy cried, and cried, and yelled and cried. Finally when the washer beeped she went in to find it and the world was okay again. Of course she had to wait for it to dry but that was okay because at least she knew where it was.
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Wednesday, June 18, 2008
2008 Summer Games and Father's Day
June 11-14, 2008
Utah Summer Games in Cedar City
My nephew Conner is on a rockin' soccer team: USA. They played a tournament in the Summer Games in Cedar City. They were the defending champs and took the Gold Medal once again! Conner is the one in the front row with black on his cheeks. The girls and I tagged along with Lisa and her boys to watch a whole lot of soccer and hang out. It seemed like a good idea until the 3rd day and all the kids were sleep deprived. A couple of meltdowns and a Gold Medal later we were happy to be back home. Marley's favorite part: swimming; Ivy's favorite part: the Jazz Bear at the Opening Ceremony; my favorite part: watching Conner kick butt.
June 15th ~ Father's Day
We visited my family in Highland on Father's Day. Had some good food and presents. Dumb me, got him a gift he already had~ a Camelback for hiking. Good thing he got a gift receipt with that right? We rushed home trying to beat Rusty since the house was still a mess from our Cedar City junk. He was on his way home from Lake Powell with Reinier and Steve, and they beat us despite our mad dash from Highland. The girls had both fallen asleep in the car so all Rusty got on Father's Day was some kissable sleeping babies. On Monday they gave him our gift ~ a blower for the yard. It was kind of a selfish gift since I mow and trim the lawn 95% of the time!
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Tuesday, June 10, 2008
San Diego, why not?
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Marley's Dance Recital
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Monday, June 2, 2008
4 IS NOT AS EASY AS IT LOOKS
Four. Carefree, fun, energetic, simple ~ the first thoughts that come to mind when thinking of a 4 year old right? Well today I'm here to make a case for the 4 year olds: life is not as easy, breezy as it looks. About half way through this week I realized what adult conversations I was having with Marley, and that I have had nearly 30 years to think about these things and this is just the introduction for her. Here's a sampling of what her little brain is trying to comprehend this week:
~The logistics of "I promise" and "pinky promise". Marley had to visit the dr. today about a sore that won't go away. We had to stop at Target to fill the perscription and she got a treat ~ body glitter~ because she promised me she would let me squeeze more "germs" out of the sore tonight like the dr. ordered. However, when the time came to squeeze it she flipped out and would not allow it. I explained that I had to take the body glitter away because she didn't keep her promise. How unfair is that? So not cool. She was so sweet and tried telling me through her tears that she promised that next time she makes a promise she would do it and that she really promises. And if you make a pinky promise then you don't promise then you don't get a treat. And if you don't make a pinky promise then you can't do what Dr. Cami says. I felt so bad taking away the body glitter at that point. She clearly did not know the commitment of "pinky promise". Being the sweetheart that she is she put the body glitter in my drawer and with eyes overflowing with tears told me that next time she makes a promise she'll get it back.
~Why she must be warned about creepy old men in WalMart lurking and searching for mom's that have turned their backs on the children left in the basket, wanting to touch their privates. (Reported on KUTV News) She said "and they'll go to jail right? Like if you don't buckle your seatbelt." I guess for a 4 year old that's a good enough comparison. I didn't want to argue that fact but tried to explain that's why she never leaves mommy's side.
~Why you can't go outside alone to practice riding your scooter. What lying is and that you can't say your sister did it when you ripped the sheets off your bed. Why mom and dad get to go to a birthday party and a party lovin' 4 year old can't go. How when little sisters cry and whine, the 4 year old is reprimanded and told not to make her cry and whine. Why you can't climb the shelves of the pantry to get treats out of the treat box when all you want is some chocolate.
So there is my case for the 4 year olds. There is so much being thrown at them, I think we (I) should give them a break. Let them cry and laugh and talk and express all the emotion they must be feeling in any way they can. At this age they can talk and understand and ask questions and come to conclusions all by themselves. Maybe we (I) should take a moment and remember she's only 4 and give her back the body glitter. She'll figure out promises later, right?
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