tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87108727164516948882024-02-20T17:51:26.598-07:00The BronsonsDianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02702082055359330056noreply@blogger.comBlogger338125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710872716451694888.post-89288852308901817412019-04-18T19:17:00.002-06:002019-04-19T09:57:52.369-06:00My Thoughts, 20 Years Later: Part Three<div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: "arial"; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">When I was in college I had a roommate that wanted to write a story for English class about what happened to me. I vulnerably told her my story as she proceeded to take notes to use in her paper. A few weeks later she bounced into our dorm room excited that she had gotten an A on her paper. She said her teacher was so impressed and touched by my story. She said she added a few things to spice it up a bit, and proceeded to read me her paper. What she had written was nothing like what I had told her. She had added horrific, made up details, because she thought my story wasn’t interesting enough. I was in shock. I had told her about a (still raw) moment in my life that had changed everything for me. It was </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: "arial"; font-size: 11pt; font-style: italic; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">my </span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: "arial"; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> story, and she had changed it. I felt violated and invalidated. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: "arial"; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I vowed to never make a person feel like what they went through, or were going through wasn’t hard, or wasn’t a big deal. Everyone goes through trials that are hard. It may seem like someone is going through something that is way harder than you could ever imagine, and it may make you feel like your problems are invalid; that you shouldn’t be so upset over them. This is not the case! Pain is pain, and comes in all shapes and sizes. Every feeling you have is valid and okay to have. Don’t ever feel like you aren’t allowed to grieve, to feel, to have a broken heart just because what someone else is going through seems harder. The reality is, you never know what someone has been through until you walk in their shoes. In the meantime, be there for the people in your life who are struggling. Sit with them, cry with them, listen to them. Encourage them to feel their pain, and stand by them, somtimes silently, as they work through it. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: "arial"; font-size: 11pt; font-style: normal; font-weight: 400; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">The best way that I can share my story is through the words that I wrote in my journal three days after April 20, 1999. I shared this once before. The things I went through may not have been as hard as what other people endured, but it is my story. I have taken out all of the names of people and replaced them with [my friend, a girl, etc] to give those people to the chance to tell their story on their own terms. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-size: 12pt; font-style: italic; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif;">The past 3 or 4 or however many days it's been, I don't know time just seems to run together, have been the worst of my life. I have never felt this horrible in my life. Let me start at the beginning.... It happened Tuesday, April 20th, a day that will never be forgotten. It started out as any normal day. I had to wear a dress to school for a DECA breakfast and I was in a really bad mood because I couldn't find my black high heels that I wanted to wear with my black skirt. As it turns out, it was better that way. I left for school in a really bad mood. The only class I went to that day was journalism. Right after first hour I left school with [my best friend] to go to the DECA breakfast, which was at the Wellshire Inn. The breakfast was so much fun. Everyone had a great time. Little did we know that this was one of the last fun times we would have in a while. After the breakfast we all headed back to school. After getting lost, then stopping by my house to get candy for my seminary devotional, we headed back to school for lunch. We parked in the student lot joking around as usual. We walked up the stairs and put my candy in my locker then went down to the cafeteria and sat at a table near a door by the windows. We sat with [five other girls.] Everything was totally normal. It all seems like a dream and I remember everything happening in slow motion. I just had got done eating the crackers in my lunchable when [a girl] ran in the door hysterical. She was like, "HELP, HELP!" and she started shaking [my friend,] and pulling her outside. We stood up and looked out the window. I saw [a friend,] hunched over with [a boy,] trying to lift her up. My first initial reaction was, she's choking and needs the Heimlich maneuver. So we ran outside first was [My best friend] followed by me, then, [two other girls.] Then, we heard something that sounded like a pop or something. We didn't really know what was going on and then my friend was like, "oh my gosh someones shooting!" and she pushed us back in. Everyone got under the tables. I remember looking up and seeing a janitor by my table with a look of terror on his face, running around. I don't remember who told us to get under the table but we did. [The girl] who had ran in from outside was under our table. She was hysterical. She was screaming, "[She] got shot" and saying her name over and over. [My best friend] and I were holding her telling her everything was going to be alright, still totally confused about what was going on. Then, [the boy] , who we had seen with [our friend] outside, ran in and hunched down near our table. His face was indescribable. He said in disbelief to the janitor who pulled him in, "She got shot!". His hands were covered in blood from trying to help her. I don't know how long we were under the table. It couldn't have been very long, although it seemed like forever. All of a sudden we heard the sound of gunshots coming from the far end of the cafeteria by the vending machines. I think someone yelled, "run!" and it was just chaos from there. [My friend] started crying and saying over and over, "Where's my brother....." I was clenched onto her arm pulling her, we ran up the stairs. It was like in a movie where a huge mob of people are fleeing. As we were running up the stairs all we could hear was screaming and gunshots. It was coming closer and closer. We were running for our lives. All of a sudden, [my friend] fell, and there was a huge stampede, and I ....kept running. I will never forgive myself for leaving her. No matter how many times people tell me there was too big of a stampede and I would never have been able to find her. To me, I should not have run. It is killing me to think of her lying there on the floor getting run on top of, and me just running out the door. I ran straight out the door with a huge mob of other students, and straight across the street, no one looking before they ran across. When we got across I saw [another friend], and ran up to her. That is when I totally lost it. I started bawling and she was trying to comfort me. No one really knew what was going on. I saw [two other friends] and told them that [a girl] had been shot, and they started crying too. I ran up to [my best friend’s brother] and asked if he knew where [she] was. He didn't. I asked where my sister was, and no one knew. Every time people would run out of the school, I would look for [my best friend] and my sister but I never saw them. Then, suddenly, there were gunshots from the front of the school. We thought they were running out the front doors towards us, so everyone just ran. I couldn't find anyone and finally I found [my two friends]nagain. We linked arms again and ran down the street bawling. People were running everywhere. It was complete confusion. Everyone was scared, so scared....</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Thank you to everyone who has been so loving and supportive as I have gone </span><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-style: italic; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">way </span><span style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">out of my comfort zone and shared my thoughts. It has been more healing than I ever could have imagined. I will share a few more thoughts over the next few days, but I just wanted to express my deep appreciation to all those who have reached out to me in love. It means more than you know.</span></span>Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03477231977841570487noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710872716451694888.post-52823326109330665872019-04-17T20:08:00.000-06:002019-04-17T20:17:36.299-06:00My Thoughts, 20 Years Later: Part Two<div dir="ltr" id="docs-internal-guid-92bddfff-7fff-d833-c487-301f16def1f7" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; line-height: 1.38; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 11pt; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">As I have grown older, I have been able to reflect and see how the Lord’s hand has constantly been in the details of my life. I love looking for tender mercies, and little miracles that happen each day. The more I acknowledge them, the more of them I notice. There were many tender mercies that happened that day. It is so, so, SO easy to get wrapped up in the horrific events that occured. I find myself doing that a lot, especially this time of year. But as I have recognized the tender mercies from that day, it has helped my heart to heal. Here are a few from my story. Some may seem silly, but it is a testament to me that God is always in the details if we take a closer look:</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I could not find my high heels to wear that day. I had to dress up for a DECA breakfast, and I REALLY wanted to wear my cute black heels. I was so mad that I couldn’t find them, and so I begrudgingly settled on some flats. Of course I had no idea that in a few short hours I would be running for my life as fast as I could, up a staircase, down a hall, out the door, down a steep hill, across a busy road, and over a fence. Had I been in heels, I would not have been able to run as fast or as easily. I know it wasn’t just an annoying coincidence that I could not find them to wear, but a tender mercy.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Driving back from the DECA breakfast, my best friend and I got lost. It took us a good 15 minutes longer than it should have to get back to school. We were just beginning lunch, instead of finishing. I don’t know where we would have been had we not been late. I think of all the times we would walk outside and up the side hill, sometimes stopping by the library. It’s easy to get caught up in the what-ifs. But something tells me we were supposed to get lost, so we were where we were when it all began.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I was running with my best friend. We were linking arms holding onto each other. When we reached the top of the stairs, we heard more shots to our right. There was so much chaos. Amidst this chaos we were separated. I thought she was right behind me but she wasn’t. When I got out of the school I stood at the edge of the field as close as I could get, looking at the doors I had ran out of, waiting for her to come out. I thought for sure she had to be right behind me. I had no idea she had been trampled and ended up stuck in a classroom for hours. Although the guilt of that has haunted me for years, there was a tender mercy in it. I was so worried as the hours went on. I didn’t know where she was. As I sat glued to the tv, hours later her picture came across the screen. I burst into tears when I saw her, and saw that she was safe. As soon as it was possible, I was able to see that she was okay, and I didn’t have to wait any longer. Such a tender mercy.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I was in the cafeteria. There was a bomb that had been placed and set to go off as we ate. It was found a few tables from where I was sitting. Had it gone off as planned, everyone in that cafeteria would have been killed. It wasn’t until months later that we found out that the only reason it didn’t go off was because of a faulty wire. A tender mercy....a miracle really. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Brandon had just left the school prior to when everything happened. He went home to drop off his car to be repaired. I am forever grateful that he was not present at the school during the shooting, as he tends to move closer to the action instead of away when things happen. It is his natural instinct to jump in and help right away. I feel like him not being there, prevented him from jumping into harm's way. Something that could be justified as just a coincidence, but a tender mercy in my eyes. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">My sister was saved by our principal, who had been in the right place at just the right time to stop her and her friends from walking into the line of fire. They were unknowingly headed right where everything was happening when he heard them. The gym doors that were directly behind them were locked because the school had gone into lockdown. He had a key ring which held every key to the school. He had no idea which key unlocked the door. They were in a panic not knowing if they were being followed and they were terrified. The first key that he tried, unlocked the door, allowing the girls to be hidden and safe, while he ran on to figure out what was happening. He has said that he tried to do the same thing time and time again to see if he could randomly choose the correct key, and has never been able to. It is a not a coincidence that the first key he tried unlocked the door. It was a tender mercy. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">My grandparents were visiting from Idaho. It was such a blessing to have them there. They brought us comfort, and hugs and strengthened us as we went through the unimaginable. It was a tender mercy for them as well, as I know it would have been torture for them to be so far away from us. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; font-variant-position: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">When I reached the outside of the school I congregated with several other students in the front of the school. Moments later more gunshots were heard coming form the front of the school. Sure that they were coming after us, we all began running, crying, down the road into the neighborhood across from the school. I live in that neighborhood. A car stopped and picked up two friends and I. They drove me to my house. The door was locked. Too terrified to wait outside, we went to an acquaintances house around the corner. I was able to get ahold of my mom who rushed over to get me. As soon as I saw her I ran out the doors and into her safe, open arms. I’m so grateful I was able to be reunited with family so quickly, and that our parents were able to find out that we were safe without having to wait for hours to know. I have faced guilt about this as well though, and have had to make a conscience effort to just be grateful for that tender mercy that day. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 11pt; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">When you’re growing up, and a vulnerable teenager, sometimes it feels like the world revolves around you. Twenty years ago, I can definitely say that was my frame of mind. A 17 year old girl whose mind was consumed with the gossip of prom from the previous weekend, as she sat with friends in the lunchroom that day, having arrived late to lunch after getting lost coming home from a DECA breakfast. Its funny how details from our everyday life are easily forgotten, yet other things become etched in your mind, not able to be forgotten even if you try. The clothes I wore, the food I was eating, the conversation we were having, all etched in my mind forever. The screams, the confusion, the running, the looks of terror on everyone around us… etched there forever. Every year as the anniversary rolls around I go into it with the same frame of mind-- it's just a normal day. Let’s just keep on going on. Nothing has to be said, nothing has to be felt, it’s just a normal day. I’m not sure why I feel that way, but I always do. Yet as the day comes closer, no matter how hard I try, my body won’t let me forget. It’s not just a normal day, and never will be, and that’s okay. It’s a part of my past that will always be there. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial"; font-size: 11pt; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">When something traumatic happens at such a young age, it’s sometimes hard to know whether something you are going through is a result of that. Am I this way because of what I went through, or is that just how I am? Does the reason even matter? Everything we go through shapes us in some way or another. My experiences at Columbine and since, have shaped me into the person I am 20 years later, a person who is still growing and changing, and learning. As I reflect on the past 20 years, it almost feels surreal. When Columbine happened, school shootings were not something that happened. Since then, they have become a normal occurrence. People want things to change. Everyone has their own idea of what needs to happen. I feel like the best thing we can do is to lift where we stand. We may not be able to change the whole world, but we can influence the people around us. We can teach our children to be kind, to reach out to others, to have compassion, to rely on the Savior in everything. He will take our burdens, He will lift us up, and He will work through us to life those around us. I have to focus on the good or else I will be engulfed by the bad. </span><br />
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The other day Scarlett and I were outside and she was riding her bike. I was sitting on the porch stairs watching her as she was zooming around squealing with delight at how fast she had learned to go. She stopped to take a break for a minute. Suddenly she looked down at her leg and then up at me, completely alarmed. She started riding towards me as fast as she could screaming, "A bug! A bug!" I hopped up just as she arrived in front of me. Her panic had increased as she was screaming that there was a bug on her leg. I looked down to see a red ant crawling up her leg. I quickly flicked it away before the ant was able to bite her, and all was well. As I thought about that quick little experience I couldn't help but compare it to life and to raising children. Scarlett didn't know that she could just reach down and brush the ant off her leg. She needed me to do it; to show her what to do. Next time she will probably be able to brush it off herself. Just like in life as children are learning and growing, they need to be shown through teaching and example, what to do. If I had not brushed the ant off, it would probably have bitten her. There are many things out there that will "bite" our children if we don't teach them how to push them away. I feel like there are so many things bombarding our kids each day, and Satan is having a hay day trying to lead people astray. We have been told over and over that what was sufficient in the past, will not longer be sufficient enough when teaching our kids the gospel. They will have to withstand so much more than we ever had to, and I feel like we had to withstand a lot! This terrifies me to no end. I am constantly wondering if I am doing enough to teach my kids, and to help them to develop their own testimonies of the gospel that they will be able to stand on. What a huge responsibility we have as parents to teach our kids the right way to go. Does that mean that things will always go perfectly and our kids will never make wrong choices or get "bitten"? No. That red ant could have bitten Scarlett before I was able to flick it away. Then I would have been there to comfort her and help to treat the bite. Our kids will make mistakes. They will feel hurt and pain from mistakes, and when that happens it is so important for us be there to help to nurse the wounds and to help them through it. I try to always tell my kids that no matter what they do I will always be here for them; that they can always come to Brandon and I, and that they can always turn to prayer and to their Heavenly Father for comfort and counsel. I hope and pray they know that is true. I hope and pray that Brandon and I are doing what we can to not only protect them from the "bites" in life, but to help them to know how to protect themselves. I love being a mom. I am going to school right now to further my education, and I love that too. But I know that my most important job is to be the kind of mom that my kids need; to help them to learn to stand on their own, and to know they are always loved, and that there is nothing that they can't do. </div>
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Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02702082055359330056noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710872716451694888.post-21720240169868260072016-02-23T17:29:00.001-07:002016-02-23T20:16:21.450-07:00Dear Grandma....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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To my sweet grandmother. Oh how I miss you. We laid you to rest on February 13th in Lewiston Idaho. You are now in heaven, free from the bounds of Alzheimers that held you for the past seven years. Even though I know that you are happy, I will miss you so much. I have missed you for the past several years as we have seen the disease slowly take you from us. At the beginning I remember thinking that you would never forget us, how could you? How was that even possible? That is the horrible reality of Alzheimers. I remember talking to my mom and talking about how even though you could not remember the conversation that we would have, minutes after it happened, in those few minutes that we were talking, it was you. We treasured. those little moments. Thank you for being such a wonderful grandmother and friend. I will cherish all of the memories that I have with you.<br />
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When I saw you in your casket at the funeral, you did not look like yourself. But then I noticed, that even though your face did not look the same, your hair looked perfect. I think if you had to choose, you would have chosen to have your hair perfect =) You always took great care of your hair, and although we teased you about how much time you spent on it, it was a great lesson of the importance of always trying to look your best. </div>
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A few days before you passed away I had a dream. I want to record it so I do not forget it. In the dream we were going to a large house. In this house we were able to see the spirits of our relatives who had passed away. They were all sitting in a row, waving at us, so happy to see us. As I looked down the line, I saw someone flickering in and out, like they were not completely there. I realized it was you. Sitting right next to you was your mother, exactly as I remember her when she was alive, but a little younger looking. You looked younger too. Your arms were linked and she was clasping your hand so tight. She was pointing to everyone and explaining to you what was happening. You both looked so happy.</div>
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The next morning my mom text me and told me that you had been placed in hospice care and only had a few more days to live. This was shocking. We knew that the disease would take you, but we had no idea that it would be so soon. I am grateful for the tender mercy that my dream was. I know that you were surrounded by angels in your last days, who were helping to prepare you to leave this earth. For the past several months, you had been asking for your mother everyday, I know as soon as she was able to grab a hold of you and hug you, she did. How hard it must have been to see you suffering and wanting her so badly. I know that you saw your dear daughter Kristin Joe, who passed away several years ago. I still remember her smile even though I was so young when she passed away. I was able to read her journals a few years back, and came to know the wonderful person she was . She loved you so much. I know she was there to welcome you into heaven and that, the reunion with her was glorious. </div>
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I feel strongly that during your last days the veil was very thin. I think you were aware of what was happening and that your time on earth was coming to an end. I think you knew that grandpa, and your two daughters on earth were lovingly sitting by you, soaking up every last minute that they had with you. I like to think that for brief a moment the Alzheimers was gone, and you were very aware of who they were and remembered how much you loved them. I think that your heart would not be content leaving until you were able to let them how much you loved them and that you wanted them to know that you knew who they were. For a brief moment one morning you opened your eyes. Grandpa told you that my mom and aunt were there. You said, "I know they are". What a tender mercy and a gift. A gift that you were able to give them.</div>
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Speaking of grandpa. My mom has a quote in her home that says, "True Love Never Grows Old." From the moment I saw that, I thought of you and grandpa. Grandpa took such good care of you. Even though you may not have completely known who he was, he never forgot who you were, and how much he loved you. You were and will always be his sweetheart, and he treated you that way until your last day on earth. What I great example of selfless unconditional love. </div>
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At your funeral I was reminded of some of the things you use to say such as, "It's nice to be important, but it's more important to be nice." And, "pretty is as pretty does." I was able to use one of those sayings with Alexis today. I want to keep your memory alive for my children. I want them to know the wonderful woman that you were, and how much you impacted me in my life. </div>
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I know that I will see you again. I know that you are happy. I know that you are now watching over us, and that you are <i>you </i>again. For that I am so grateful.</div>
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Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02702082055359330056noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710872716451694888.post-29733259124395170662016-02-19T20:05:00.001-07:002016-02-19T21:55:15.835-07:00January Re-Cap<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
My cousin did a monthly re-cap post, and I thought it was a great idea! I have been wanting to get back into blogging and it seemed like the perfect way. It may end up only being this one month, but one is better than none! So here is a look at January of 2016:<br />
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We were originally supposed to be back in Rexburg for New Years, but Alexis talked us into staying in Colorado so that she could go to the New Years Eve dance with her friends. It was her first stake dance, since they rarely have them in Rexburg, and she had so much fun. The theme was Star Wars.<br />
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I somehow didn't get a picture of the rest of us celebrating New Years, but we had a blast celebrating with the Beyerleins and Shaws. Oh how we miss our Colorado friends!<br />
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We were welcomed back to Rexburg with freezing cold temperatures.<br />
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But I guess it was much colder the two weeks we were gone, so we are glad we missed that! It has been very cold, and we have had a lot of snow. I really miss Colorado winters, where it can snow in the morning and melt by the afternoon. That's definitely not the case here. It snows, and stays there all winter long, turning a lovely muddy brown color.<br />
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The first Sunday in January Scarlett went to Sunbeams! She was so excited and loved it so much. Her excitement has faded as the weeks have gone on, but she still enjoys it for the most part. </div>
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Brandon and I and the kids started back to school shortly after we arrived back in Rexburg. We have a pretty busy schedule during the week. Brandon and I worked our school schedules out so that one of us is always home with Scarlett. So there is a lot of shuffling around. Scarlett started back to preschool at the College and absolutely loves it. They have a two way mirror that the parents can watch through and there are two days a week where Brandon and I can watch her for about 20 minutes. We love it. Last semester she was a little more timid, but she is really opening up a lot this semester. Her teachers tell us that all of the little girls want to play with her. I didn't get a picture of the first day this semester but here is the first day of last semester. She is so cute and little. I love it! </div>
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It took a few weeks after we got back to take down our Christmas tree, but it was nice to finally get it down.</div>
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Scarlett finally had her first hair cut. I was at school when I got a call from Brandon that he was taking her to get a hair cut. I was really sad because it was her first one! He assured me that he would take pictures, and get a lock of her hair. You can't even tell that it was cut, but at least we got the split ends off. We love her long hair!</div>
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We had a really busy month with the kids' activities. Alexis's cheer season was in full swing. She had practice 4-5 mornings a week bright and early. She never complained. That's how you know they love what they are doing =) </div>
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One Saturday we had so many things going on I didn't know how we would keep it all straight. I posted something on Facebook about all the things that we had going on and one of my friends made a comment that really affected the way I looked at it. She said that she used to have days like that with her kids, and now that they are grown she really misses it. She said to enjoy it before it is gone. Brandon and I really took her words to heart. When we are busy running here and there we are trying to be grateful for our busy days. </div>
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On this particular day, Alexis and Tori both had cheer competitions, Levi had a basketball game, and then Tori had a Ballroom performance. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Scarlett was such a trooper watching all of the performances that day. She only had a few meltdowns. But it was nothing that a candy bribe couldn't fix =) As you can see, Scarlett is still in love with lip gloss (or in this case, lip stick)</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tori had two completely different hair styles and makeup to do that day. It was quite the challenge to get it switched over in between, but I think we managed okay =)</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td></tr>
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Alexis had basketball games to cheer at at least 3 times a week. I loved going to watch her cheer when I could. I was able to snap a few pictures when when she wasn't looking =) <br />
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Most of our Sunday afternoons were spent at the Sardakowski's house watching the Broncos play. They were always so sweet to have us over since we don't have cable. Sadly these are the only two pictures I got, haha. We got more on Super Bowl Sunday, but I'll save that for next month's post =)</div>
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Like I mentioned, we had a lot of snow in January. It made for some fun days playing in the snow. Scarlett only lasted for a few minutes each time. Tori, a little longer, Lexi not at all, and Levi the longest. He made some snow forts with his friends and spent many hours out there having snow ball fights. </div>
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Elder Bednar came to BYU-Idaho in January and we had the pleasure of hearing him speak. It was so wonderful to hear his words, and we especially loved going to "Date night with the Bednars" </div>
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I am finding that post-it notes help me to stay more organized with my school work. Alexis thought it would be funny to draw faces on the corners of a whole stack of them. It did make me smile when I pulled them out of my backpack =)</div>
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It's still hard trying to find a good balance between school, and being a mom. Tori has been so great to step in with Scarlett and play with her when I am not able to. On this particular day they made monsters. <br />
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I recently got called into Cub Scouts at church. I would be lying if I said that I was excited about this calling. I was a little sad at first, especially since Levi was no longer in the age group that I was going to be over. But I quickly grew to love it. Levi has been able to come to some activities since his Weblos leader was sick for a while. On this particular activity we learned all about recycling, and the boys made creatures out of recyclable items. </div>
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And that wraps up January. We are well into February and have had a busy month already. Hopefully I will be back next month to record about it =) </div>
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Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02702082055359330056noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710872716451694888.post-24370810324251298452016-01-14T09:06:00.001-07:002016-01-14T09:06:35.508-07:00My Yearly Post<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Maybe I should change this blog's title to: "Cindy's Happy Birthday Blog" =) I have to do my yearly post! Cindy never forgets to do a birthday post for anyone in our family. Each parent, sibling, in law, niece and nephew gets a heartfelt message from Cindy on their birthday that I know we all look forward to.<br />
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Cindy has been through a lot the past few years as her and AJ have gone to all lengths to expand their family. Although it has been absolutely heartbreaking and devastating for both Cindy and AJ, I am constantly amazed at their strength and faith through it all. Cindy has a great talent for writing and is always able to put her thoughts into such eloquent words. I have always enjoyed reading what she writes. But there is just something different about the writing she does about the trials that she has endured. There is a special spirit that permeates from the page, and I know that her words are inspired and meant to reach, comfort, and help heal many people who find themselves in similar situations as her. She may be my younger sister, but I look up to her so much. She is such a great example to me. She is a loving wife, mother, sister, daughter, and friend. We are so blessed to be able to live closer to Cindy and her sweet family. The hardest thing about being in Rexburg is being so far from family, and so having them closer is good for my soul.<br />
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Happy Birthday Cindy! I know you will be spoiled and showered with love from AJ, your girls and all of your friends there. I can't wait to come see you in a few weeks. Thank you for being such a wonderful sister. I love you!<br />
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Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02702082055359330056noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710872716451694888.post-68410821223868953422015-01-14T00:00:00.000-07:002015-01-14T00:00:02.145-07:00Happy Birthday Dear Cindy!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Wow, a blog post?!? I am not sure many people check this anymore, but I had to write my traditional birthday post for my sister Cindy. She never EVER misses writing a birthday post for each member of our family. Each parent, brother, sister, brother in law, sister in law, niece and nephew always get a beautifully written, heart felt birthday post on their birthday, so it has become kind of a tradition for me to write one for her =) I decided to do things a little differently this year. Here are a few other sentiments to go with mine =)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I am so grateful for all the things you write about everyone on their birthday. You are so thoughtful and observant of everyone’s talents and attributes. Thanks for being such a great daughter to me and mother. You are a great example to me and I am so proud of the wonderful Mother and wife you have become. It is so much fun to watch you raise those beautiful little daughters. You were very creative as a child and have carried that into your adult life.<u></u><u></u></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Happy birthday, dear Cindy! I can't believe you are 31--where did all those years go??? What a blessing to be your mother, and to see the wonderful, caring, dedicated wife and mother you have become. You are a way better mother than I was, and I love being able to say that! Have a wonderful birthday! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Love you forever, </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">You have so many talents and strengths. Thank you for sharing of yourself so freely. You are truly an example of caring and listening to the spirit. I wish we lived closer so we could see each other more often! When we do get together it's so nice to catch up and chat. I hope your day is wonderful! Thanks for all you do in keeping our family close!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Kristalyn</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Happy Birthday! I hope it's a great day.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I hope on this birthday and always that you know and feel how much you are loved. You have so many wonderful qualities, and are such an example of faith, courage, perseverance, and unconditional love. You are an extraordinary mother, sister, wife daughter, aunt, and friend. You know me so well and I know you will always be there for me whenever I need a listening ear, or just to tell a silly story about something that happened, because I know you will "get it". I hope this year is a wonderful one for you and that all of your dreams come true =) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Diana </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">On your birthday I wanted to tell you how much I appreciated you for always being such a great and fun person to be around. I also wanted to say thank you for being such a great example to my kids and I am so grateful that they have such a wonderful aunt to look up to. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Brandon</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Thank you for being a great example of faith and charity. W hope you have a great birthday and an even better year!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Love,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Daniel and Charbel</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Happy Birthday Cindy! I'm very grateful for you and the example you are. I am constantly strengthened by the things you share on your blog about different experiences in your life- you are so in tune with the spirit, and it makes me want to be better. You are such a wonderful sister, mom and wife, and I hope you know that you are so appreciated in everything you do. I hope you have a wonderful day, you deserve it!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Love, Katie </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Happy Birthday Cindy. I hope you have a wonderful birthday and we look forward to seeing you soon. You are a great sister.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Love,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Forrest</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Happy Birthday Cindy! You never forget anyone's birthday, and I always look forward to my birthday post each year! I still have a card from when i was little that you handmade for my birthday, haha! I hope you have a fantastic birthday and I hope you know how much I look up to you!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Happy Birthday Cindy! You are so loved, and so appreciated by so many!! Our family would not be complete without you. May you feel our love and our prayers for you as you start out this year. We love you so much!!!</span><br />
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Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02702082055359330056noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710872716451694888.post-12671457283468552652014-05-07T14:59:00.003-06:002014-05-07T15:01:45.014-06:00Idaho Ballroom Academy<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Shortly after we moved here Alexis came home from school talking about how all of her friends were in ballroom dancing and she really wanted to do it. I admit I was a bit taken aback at first. I even had to clarify with her to make sure I heard her right, and asked if she maybe had heard them wrong. I have since come to find out that ballroom dancing is a big thing here, and everybody does it. A few days later a friend from church sent me a link to signups for pee wee ballroom, which is for 1st-4th graders. Tori was on board right away. Levi on the other hand, was adamantly against it. I didn't push the issue too much, seeing that I still wasn't completely sold on the idea myself. I tried to see if I could get Alexis into a class, but her age group had already started, so she will have to wait for Summer to start. Anyways, a few weeks later I got an email with class lists, and requests for more boys. I noticed that Levi's good friend from school was on the list and mentioned it to Levi. He surprised me by quickly agreeing to give it a try! So for the past few months they have been taking ballroom dancing lessons. I have to say, it is the cutest thing ever. They teach it in such a fun way, and the kids have so much fun! This past Saturday was their spring performance. It was held at the local high school. There were several hundred dancers and around 50 performances. There were kids ranging from 1st grade, all the way through 12th grade. It was so much fun to see the different age groups and how good everyone was. They did all sorts of styles of dancing. For the peewee dancers they did movie themes for their dances. Tori's was Star Wars, and Levi's was the Lone Ranger. Tori and Levi's dances were very basic, just using a few of the different steps that they learned. Here they are in their costumes before the show<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A few weeks before the show Tori said, "mom, you told me that I was going to be wearing a big beautiful ballgown, not playing Princess Lea!" LOL, she ended up really liking the costume, and if she sticks with it, she'll be wearing those ballgowns in no time =).</td></tr>
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I giggled all through Levi's. It was so cute to see them up there running around trying to remember everything. You can see a few of them pulling each other along, and looking around at everyone else to make sure they are doing it right. It was so cute I can hardly stand it. I know I am being a biased mom, but I don't care =) I wish the videos has turned out clearer. I'm not sure why they didn't but hopefully you can still tell which ones are Levi and Tori.</div>
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It was a great experience and I'm so glad Tori and Levi were able to participate. After seeing the performances Alexis is more excited than ever to get started too =)</div>
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Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02702082055359330056noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710872716451694888.post-12933073066885855252014-03-11T23:35:00.001-06:002014-03-11T23:35:35.014-06:00This and That<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
We are slowly adjusting to Rexburg livng. It has been pretty frigid outside for the most part, but for the past few weeks it has started to warm up, and we are seeing signs of spring! The snow has all melted, and we finally were able to see our yard. Brandon set up the trampoline in the back yard, and that has been well used for the past week or so. The kids are adjusting SO WELL to their new schools. I couldn't have asked for a better adjustment for them, and I know it was truly an answer to many prayers. They have all met some great friends so far. I love how all the kids in our ward live right down the road. There is no planning play dates. Everyone just walks a few houses down, and knocks on the door to see if anyone wants to play. That has been something new for us, but the kids are loving it, and I am loving that there are so many good lds kids around. I worried the most about Alexis, seeing that she was the oldest. But she has actually had the easiest transition. There is a group of 6 girls in her Beehive class, and they have taken her under their wing, and it's like they have been friends for years. Tori and Levi have made great friends too. I know that Heavenly Father knew how worried I was about our kids, and I know he led us to this house in this neighborhood, in the ward for a reason. For that I am so greatful.<br />
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Brandon is adjusting to school well. He is really loving the atmosphere on campus, and has enjoyed his classes a lot. I am so proud of him for working so hard and jumping in with two feet. There have been a few discouraging moments for him as he has learned to adjust to being a full time student, but he is doing great, and has all A's and B's. I am doing okay with my online classes. I am taking Anatomy and Physiology, and that is so hard! I am really struggling to understand it, and am counting down until it is over! Online classes can be tough, because you have to find time to teach yourself everything. I am doing okay, though, and after this semester will have 34 credits under my belt =)<br />
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I have really enjoyed not being so busy and always on the go. It has been fun to be at home with this little sweetie, and actually have time for things like playgroup, and story time.<br />
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We just started potty training Scarlett. I'm not too serious about it yet. I do think she looks so cute on her Minnie Mouse potty chair though; and you can tell by her "audience" in the first picture, that everyone is getting in on the excitement as well =)</div>
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Levi had his first Blue and Gold Banquet last month. Everyone was supposed to bring either a Scout themed cake, or a western themed cake. After spending way too much time on pinterest trying to figure out something simple to do, we finally opted for a scout themed kit kat cake. It was a hit and was gobbled up in a flash!</div>
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Levi was awarded his Bobcat award that night, and i got to go up for him to pin the "mother's pin" on me. Having a little scout is so much fun. He absolutely loves going to cub scouts each week, and I love that it is at a lady in our ward's house, that is right down the road, so he can ride his bike =)</div>
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Scarlett turned TWO! Which I will document in more detail in a coming post.</div>
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We took a fun little getaway to Utah over President's day week to spend some time with Cindy and Katie and their families. It was much needed, and we had so much fun! That also deserves a post all of it's own =)</div>
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Like I said, it was pretty freezing for a while, and we had a TON of snow. The kids had alot of fun playing out in it though, and were such good sports to bring Scarlett along. Alexis still holds the record for being able to stay out the longest though. I just realized I didn't get a picture, but long after everyone else had come inside I couldn't find her anywhere. I looked out the back window and there she was, still going strong, building an igloo =)</div>
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Tori has gotten to let her creative juices flow quite a bit lately. Several little girls in the neighborhood love coming by to play because Tori always takes them down to the office and makes fun crafts with them. She has made aprons, puppets, pupet theaters, pictures frames, and much more. About a month ago, her and I went to a local craft fair for a little mother-daughter date. She bought this cute handmade "cozy critter" which was just a heating pack made to look like a bunny. She had her mind set that she wanted to make one of her own, so when we got home we made one for her to give Scarlett for her birthday. </div>
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Shehas been loving helping me in the kitchen lately too. Her latest obsession is bell peppers (no complaints here!) She invented a "pepper salad" which she has made quite a few times. Her favorite part is chopping up all of the peppers.</div>
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She thought up the idea for Scarlett's birthday cake and had so much fun using fondant. She did it all by herself, and it turned out so cute!</div>
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Scarlett discovered my makeup drawer was just her height, and had quite a blast with the eye shadow the other day =)</div>
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I'm so grateful for my three big helpers. Scarlett adores each one of them so much!</div>
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So there you have it! A little update on the happenings in our lives. We still miss all of our friends and family in Colorado, terribly, but I am so glad to be over the initial adjustment period. Things are finally feeling more familiar and routine. I still can't believe we live in Rexburg, but I think good things are going to happen for us while we are here =)</div>
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Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02702082055359330056noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710872716451694888.post-38389028622120130362014-03-08T22:01:00.003-07:002014-03-09T22:23:59.611-06:00You're never too old for a tea party....<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
....and we have been having quite a few around here! Scarlett absolutely loves having tea parties, and because she has managed to wrap each of us around her little finger, we are all happy to oblige!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It's always more fun when all the stuffed animals come along!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Levi stayed off to the side and "observed" for the most part, but then decided that he wanted in on the fun. As long as he could bring his own blanket that is =)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I was doing laundry one night when I heard Brandon and Scarlett playing in her room. I peeked in and my heart melted at the site!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tea parties have become a daily occurance since Scarlett recieved a Minnie Mouse tea set for her birthday. She especially loves having tea parties with Tori because she makes real yummy snacks and drinks, as opposed to pretend ones =)</td></tr>
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We couldn't have picked a better day to be our kids last day at school. It was the last day before Christmas break. They all had holiday parties, so I was able to go and take some pictures of them with their friends on their last day. They made wonderful friends who they are missing so much. We will miss Ben Franklin Academy a lot. It was a wonderful school with wonderful teachers and a wonder atmosphere. Cindy and Lyla went with me to the parties, and they were such good sports as they ran from classroom to classroom with me. Here are some pictures I captured that will be treasures for my kiddos.<br />
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Ever since Alexis started kindergarten I had been dreading the junior high years. BFA was a great place for her to ease into her junior high experience. I love how small and intimate it was. We will really miss it. She made some amazing friends there and it was really hard for her to say goodbye.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Gabby, Hannah, Alexis, and Katie. Katie and Gabby were Alexis's two best friends while at BFA. They had some great times together. Katie text Alexis the other day and said, "everything is falling apart without you here!"</td></tr>
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Katie and Gabby had a goodbye sleepover for Alexis right after school. Alexis (and I) were glad that she didn't have to say her goodbyes at school that day. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here are Tori and her best friend Julie the last day. These two were such good buddies and reminded me of myself and my best friend growing up, Mary Sue.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I feel like we really lucked out with the teachers our kids got. Tori absolutely loved her teacher Mrs. Ward. She tried really hard to make her feel loved on her last day. She had all of the students write her a goodbye letter and even printed out pictures of everyone in her class for Tori to have to remember them by. Tori already has them made up into a scrapbook which she loves to look at.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">All of her classmates were so sweet all throughout the party. If they ever thought that she was about to leave they would run up to her and beg her not to leave.</td></tr>
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She also had a goodbye sleepover with Julie a few days later, so it made her goodbyes a little easier that day.</div>
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He too had a great time at his holiday party with his class. They played all sorts of fun games.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It was so fun to have Lyla visit for his party</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We ran in to one of his best friends Chase in the hall. These two boys had some good times together and Levi will really miss him. They shared the love of skateboarding and "colored pants" He was a good buddy to Levi </td></tr>
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Levi spent the rest of the day in my lap crying off and on. One of the hardest things about moving was taking our kids away from all of their friends, and family that were always near by. Luckily they are all making great new friends and thriving at their new schools; a definite answer to many prayers.</div>
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I've had these pictures uploaded for a week, and have been putting off posting because there were so many of them! But I need to get it done with so I can move on to other things =)</div>
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We were thrilled to be at Brandon's parent's house for Christmas, as opposed to our un-decorated box filled house. We told the kids that they couldn't wake us up until at least seven. I was exhausted and savoring my sleep when I heard Brandon moving around in bed next to me. I looked at my phone and saw that it was only 6:30. Yes! I thought. 30 more minutes! Well Brandon had other plans, and snuck out to wake up the kids. He really is just a big kid at heart =)</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This has got to be one of my favorite pictures of the morning. Brandon and Scarlett both have the same expression, and the look of pure joy on Scarlett's face is priceless.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here's Papa just sitting back and taking it all in =) </td></tr>
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I had to laugh at these pictures of Brandon opening his stocking. He's always so funny every year when he goes through it.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Woohoo! Beef Jerky!"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Hmmm, not so sure about this hickory farms cheese." (he always makes fun of the things I put in his stocking)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Laughing because he sees what is next</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Midol! LOL it's the only thing that works for his headaches =) </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Scarlett discovered her love of blocks in nursery, and was thrilled to get some of her own. She's been building towers ever since.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One of the only 8 years olds I know who is ecstatic to receive clothes and shoes (one of the only things he asked for!) </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Art supplies for our little artist =)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Alexis is the only one of us that didn't have a body pillow. She was thrilled to finally have one of her own.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Brandon being goofy with my scarf from Jana.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Levi eyed this jacket in Sears a few months before Christmas when we were shopping for his new suit for his baptism. I bought it and hid it away for Christmas. He was thrilled to see it =)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nana got him a similar one too! Tori was excited to get a new hoodie as well. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Just when we thought we were done opening presents, Papa brought one in that he had hidden in the other room. Luckily Brandon caved the night before and told me about this little "surprise" so I wouldn't <strike>freak out</strike> be too surprised !</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Oh my. Here we go. It's just a pellet gun. In a family full of hunters I guess I better get used to this.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here's Brandon and Levi listening intently to Pap telling them about it.<br /><br /><br /></td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: 13.513513565063477px;">After opening presents, Nana and Papa made a us a delicious breakfast. Then we spend the next couple of hours enjoying our gifts and relaxing. </span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Scarlett loved her Baby Alive more then I could have imagined!</td></tr>
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Around two, we headed over to Grandma and Grandpas to meet up with my side of the family.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Luckily Cindy is so good about taking pictures. We actually got a rare one of me!<br /><br /></td></tr>
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The kids opened up their presents from grandma and grandpa, and we also opened up the gifts from our sibling drawing. Mom thought everything got a little crazy and hectic, but I thought it was just great! </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grandma and Grandpa have a blue version of this rocking horse. They got Scarlett a pink one and she was thrilled. She loves it and I am constantly walking into to see her rocking back and forth as fast as she can on it.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She even mastered rocking and drinking out of her sippy cup at the same time.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Scarlett was so excited to play with her cousin's new toys, and they were (mostly) happy to oblige.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My parents bought Brandon this BYU-I hoodie. It was such a sweet and thoughtful gift which he loved. Now he's all ready to go!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The blue horse will always be the secret favorite =)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grandma and Grandpa got the three big kids really cute padded ottomans for their new rooms. They were so excited, and they each have them sitting right next to their beds filled with random treasures =)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Another rare picture with me in it. I actually stole a bunch of these pictures from Cindy's blog, because once again, I wasn't very good at taking very many.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is actually from a few days before Christmas but I love it so much . It shows the genuine love and closeness that the cousins share =)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We were able to get a family picture of all of us, around the Christmas tree. (It's in there somewhere) Although this is a hideous picture of me (I blame me being the closest to the camera) I am still glad that we have it. I am learning to try not to be too worried about how I look in pictures., It's just important to have them!<br /><br /></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 13.513513565063477px;">Christmas was a crazy fun filled day where lots of memories were made. It was bittersweet knowing that we would be packing up the U Haul the next day to move ten hours away, but we managed to put that out of our minds for a bit and just enjoy each other and the wonderful spirit and feelings that Christmas brings.<br /><br />My mom bought me and ornament with the saying,<br />"Tho far and wide on earth we roam.. At Christmas time all hearts come home."<br />We look forward to coming HOME next year for Christmas =)<br /></td></tr>
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Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02702082055359330056noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710872716451694888.post-6414489693276294942014-01-16T22:47:00.001-07:002014-01-16T22:47:57.340-07:00Christmas Eve<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Christmas is always such a fun and exciting time. Especially with kids. This year was a little different. The closer we got to Christmas, the closer we got to moving, which was an overwhelming thought. Once Christmas Eve came, we decided to put out of our minds all the cleaning and last minute packing that still needed to be done, and just focus on having a good Christmas, and last few days with our families. Christmas Eve morning, we went with my family to see the mo vie, Frozen. It was sooo cute! We loved it, and it was fun to spend some time with my family. After that I had to run a few last minute Christmas errands, and then around 3pm we headed over to Jeremy and Tisha's house for our annual Christmas Even party. It was fun to have it in their new home. We played games, ate yummy food, had our ornament exchange, opened pj's and hung out. We stayed until around 10pm, prolonging it as long as possible because we knew when we left we would have to say goodbye to Jeremy, Tisha, Nikelle and Tallyn. It was a hard tearful goodbye. We are really going to miss them. Here are some pictures that I took throughout the night. Levi's face in a lot of the pictures totally cracks me up, and is a peek inside to his goofball personality =)<br />
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Opening ornaments from Nana</div>
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I love how Nana is always right down there with the kids</div>
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Grandma Simmons wrote everyone individual letters. They were all so touching and heartfelt, definitely a treasure!</div>
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It took Tisha and I forever to melt all the chocolate for the chocolate fountain. And then it lasted for about 20 minutes, and we were done! lol</div>
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Scarlett was so cute opening presents this year.</div>
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Scarlett's Christmas Eve pajamas came with matching ones for her doll, which I thought she would love. She was actually kind of creeped out by it, and insisted we take them off the doll, shortly after this picture.</div>
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I love Christmas Eve jammie pictures in front of the Christmas tree.</div>
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Our little family drew names and each bought a gift for the person that we drew. When we got home we opened those. Everyone always gets so excited about picking out their present for the person they drew for. Unfortunately I didn't get any pictures=( </div>
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My mom also had given Brandon and I a present with instructions to open it on Christmas eve. We were so excited and touched to find blankets that she made us to keep us warm in Idaho =)</div>
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Scarlett fell asleep on the way home from Jeremy and Tisha's so here are the other three with their cookies for Santa. </div>
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It was a great Christmas Eve spent with family. It was bittersweet knowing we would be leaving in a few days, but we tried not to focus on that and just enjoy each other =)<br />
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Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02702082055359330056noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710872716451694888.post-26756266275653920412014-01-14T07:00:00.000-07:002014-01-14T07:00:08.927-07:00It's a Great Day for a Birthday!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Today is my sweet, loving, kind hearted, funny, wonderful sister, Cindy's birthday! It has become somewhat of a tradition for me to write her a birthday post on her birthday, since she faithfully writes one for each of our family members on theirs. Cindy is such a great sister, and friend. As I have grown older, my siblings have become my best friends. No one understands you better then family, and Cindy is no exception. She just happens to know exactly what I am thinking (on most occasions, except for when I am being really good at hiding it, lol!) We have always joked that she is kind of psychic. Call it psychic, or call it sisterly instict, but since we have made this big move, I have gotten several random texts from her checking in on me. They always come at just right moment , just when I needed them, and have given me such encouragement during a difficult move. I am excited to be living closer to her and her cute family. Cindy, I hope you know how loved you are, and what a wonderful example you are to me and everyone around you. I look up to you so much for the hard decisions you have made in your life and the faith you have shown through such heartbreaking trials that you have faced. I love you and hope this year is everything you dream it to be. Happy Birthday!!!</div>
Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02702082055359330056noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710872716451694888.post-22702159020566945072014-01-09T18:34:00.001-07:002014-01-12T08:53:14.327-07:00Our New Home<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
As soon as we decided to move to Rexburg, I immediately got online, to find out everything I could about Rexburg. The schools, the homes, the shopping, everything. I searched Craigs List every day for homes. Since it was still several months before we were to move, it was hard to really find many options of places that would still be available when we moved. As time moved on, I found several houses that looked great, but didn't feel right. In October, an ad was posted for a home that fit our budget and the requirements we were looking for. I normally didn't look at ads that didn't have any pictures, but did this time I decided to. I requested some pictures from the person who posted the ad, and she emailed me some later that day. It wasn't the most gorgeous house, but something about it just felt right. I have a freind who lives in Rexburg, so I Facebook messaged her to see if she would go and look at the house just to make sure that it wasn't a scam or anything. She happily agreed and went and took several pictures. She didn't love the house, which normally would have made me not want it, but it still just felt like the right home for us. So we went ahead and signed a lease and put a deposit down. It was such a relief to have that figured out. Then I was able to figure out what schools the kids would go to, and focus on the other things that needed to be done. Fast forward, to December 28th. We planned on arriving on the 27th, but due to some troubles with the Uhaul, we didn't make as good of time as we had hoped and had to stay in a hotel on Friday night. We left our hotel around 7am to make it to the house by 9, when some people from our new ward were going to meet us there to help us unload. Katie and I ended up having to go back to the hotel for something, which I will go into more detail about in a different post; so we were about an hour behind Brandon and Kevin in the Uhaul. On our way back from the hotel, we had to stop for gas, and while we were there Brandon called me. He said when they pulled up, the driveway was covered in snow a few feet deep, and that they had no idea how they were going to be able to back the Uhaul into the driveway for unloading. Somehow our shovel disappeared when people were helping us to load the truck up back in Colorado, so they didn't even have a snow shovel to clear a path. He said that as they were contemplating what to so, a man from across the street came out with his snow blower and asked if they needed any help. Then shortly later, the neighbor behind us came out with a snow shovel. Before they knew it, the driveway was cleared. Then, several people from the ward, came and helped unload. He also said the daughter of the man that lived behind us had a 12 year old daughter. As he was telling me these things, the tears started flowing. We were once again being taken care of. Finding out that there was a 12 year old girl from our ward, next door so quickly was a huge tender mercy in my eyes. I was so worried about all of my kids, but especially Alexis, being older and having to start Jr. High in the middle of the school year. I know this was Heavenly Father's way of letting me know, once again, that everything was going to be OK.<br />
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As Katie and I pulled in the driveway the truck was nearly unloaded. I said a quick hello, and thank you to everyone that was helping and headed inside with Katie to check out our place. As I walked throughout the house, I tried to keep a smile on my face, but Katie knew better. She saw the horror through the smile, and stopped and gave me a huge hug. What a blessing to have her there. The house felt like an icebox, which probably made things feel worse then they were, but some of the initial things that I noticed that caused some alarm, were, a smelly mold filled fridge, filthy carpets and floors, dirty walls, and dirty toilets and bathtubs. There were muddy footprints everywhere from everyone's feet from carrying everything in, and I just felt completely overwhelmed. We had just traveled for 24 hours, and there was so much work to be done. I couldn't believe this was our home. Keep in mind that I was tired, and the emotions from the move were in full swing. Well as soon as everyone left, Katie went to work scrubbing my kitchen cupboards. She was such an angel to have there, being so positive and motivating, and helping to get out new house feeling like a home. Kevin was a huge help to us too. I don't know what we would have done if they hadn't been there. I think there definitely would have been a lot more tears from me, although there were already a ton as it was.<br />
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Over the next three days we worked day and night getting things cleaned and unpacked. The kitchen walls were the worst. They were covered in old food, and who knows what. Katie talked us into painting, and I am so glad she did! It looks so great now. By the time they left on Monday afternoon, our home was feeling so much better, and I was actually starting to like it. Now here we are two weeks later, and I like it even more. It really is the perfect house for us. All it needed was a little love. Without further adieu, Here are some pictures...<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here is a zoomed out picture of us in front so you can see the outside. It is a ranch with a finished basement.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here is our front room from one angle.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And here it is from another angle. It is pretty big and feels really open. Notice that small window on the wall? Open it up and you get a gorgeous view of.... the garage. That was quite odd to me, until we realized that the garage had been an ad-on, and that window had been their prior to the ad-on. We just keep the blinds closed =)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here is the dining room that is adjacent to the kitchen.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here is the other side of the dining room, leading into the kitchen. I;m not thrilled about the carpet in the dining room, but what can ya do?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here is our kitchen. The landlords put in beautiful tile counters, which we love. Once we got the kitchen scrubbed and all cleaned up, it came together really well, and I really like it.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here is the laundry room that leads into the bathroom upstairs. It is right next to our bedroom, and I am loving having the laundry room so close. I am actually staying caught up with laundry! The bathroom is pretty small, but pretty nice (once we cleaned it)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here is a bookcase that we have at the end of the hallway. Katie put our books away and put up some decorations, and we love it!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here is the front door area that leads into the front room. We have a rug now in front of the door, which is a must with carpet there!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here is the basement. Before we left, our neighbor gave us a couch she was getting rid of, and it works perfectly down there. It is nice having this space down there for the kids to hang out in. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Another angle</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here is Alexis's room. She actually loves the pink carpet! She had a lot of fun decorating it. Her room is in the basement right next to the basement family room.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here is the bathroom in the basement. It is much bigger then the upstairs one!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here is Tori and Levi's room. They are such good buddies and were excited to share a room. This room is really big. They also had a ton of fun making it their own. They love the bright red carpet, lol. Their room is also in the basement down the hall from Alexis's.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">There is a third room in the basement that we are using for an office. The white table on the far right was left in the garage, and I fell in love with it. It was filthy, but I knew it had potential. Brandon vetoed using it. So Katie and I snuck it in when he wasn't looking, hoping he wouldn't notice. He noticed right away, and was a little annoyed, but agreed to let it stay =)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Attached to the office is a huge storage room with a lot of shelves. We are loving having so much space to store things.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here is one of my favorite things of all... a large garage that we are actually able to park our van in!!! Brandon and Kevin worked hard to organize the garage to make room for parking. It was a must in cold and snowy Rexburg!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here is Scarlett giving you all a tour of her bedroom. It is upstairs right across the hall from us. The hardwood floors in her room and ours were in pretty bad condition, but we managed to get them looking OK.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here is Brandon and I's room. It is really tiny and barely fits our bed and dresser. But that's all we need, so it works! We probably could have had the large downstairs bedroom, but I don't think I could have handled the red carpet, and I wanted to be on the main floor, near Scarlett.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here is our teeny tiny closet. In our last house we both had a closet, twice this size, so I had no idea how we were going to fit all of our things. Miraculously it has all fit! It is nice having the built in dresser too.</td></tr>
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I forgot to get some pictures of our back yard. It is not too big, which is exactly how we like it. That means less yard work! There is enough room to set up the trampoline (when all the snow melts), and there is also room to play. There are four fruit trees in the backyard, and we are really excited for those to ripen in the spring and summer.<br />
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So that is our house! Although my first thoughts of it were not too good, it is really growing on me. I know it is where we are supposed to be living. We love our neighbors, the schools and our ward is great too. Things are starting to come together. If don't think about how far away Colorado is, I do pretty OK =)<br />
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Here are some pictures of us getting things in working order and painting the kitchen. I know I look ginormous in the painting ones. I blame it on Brandon's huge shirt I was wearing<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here we are right before the Beyerleins left. They were heaven-sent. We have been so blessed by their friendship and will miss them so much</td></tr>
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Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02702082055359330056noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710872716451694888.post-42837547530545183072014-01-08T21:29:00.003-07:002014-01-09T12:03:23.035-07:00Hello from Rexburg! Brrrrrrrrr!!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I want to be better about posting now that we are in Idaho to keep everyone updated on the happenings in our life here. I haven't posted much about our decision to move or the details of it, mostly because I was pretty much in denial; all the way up until I was driving away, following the moving truck, and sobbing, after just having said goodbye to my parents and Michael. I dreaded the goodbyes, and they were all every bit as hard as I imagined. One thing that I have learned through this whole process, is that if you put your trust and faith in Heavenly Father, he will provide a way. This past July, after a very hard and unexpected change in Brandon's employment. We were feeling lost, and discouraged.We didn't know what to do and were frustrated at the disappointments that kept coming our way when it came to Brandon's jobs. One Sunday, we went to talk with out wonderful Bichop about the things that were happening. We talked to him of our sadness and the discouragement about our current situation and how it seemed to be a cycle that was happening over and over again. Over the course of our meeting with him, he was so loving and kind. But he bluntly told us, that Brandon needed to get his education or our life would continue on this same path. I can't say that was exactly what we wanted to hear. We didn't see any possible way that Brandon could work full time and have the time to do well in school. It would take forever, because he would probably only be able to take one class at a time. The bishop listened to our concerns, and then said, "Why not go to BYUI? Move to Rexburg, and attend BYUI? The cost of living is way less then here, the tuition is way less, and the atmosphere you would be getting the education in would be priceless." We were at a loss for words, and didn't really see at first how that could be a possibility. But by the end of the meeting, Brandon and I both knew this was what we needed to pursue. The feelings that we both had, came as a shock, but were very strong, that this was the direction we needed to go right now. We prayed about it, talked a lot about it, and went to the Temple. The answer was clear. This is what we were supposed to do. From the moment that we made the decision to do this, everything fell into place. That's not to say it was easy, because these past five months have been some of the most stressful and trying times. As Brandon applied to BYUI , was accepted, and as we prepared to move our family 12 hours away from everything we had grown to know and love we were faced with many challenges that we have had to go through. Along with the challenged came an abundance of blessings and tender mercies. Brandon's dad gave him a job working for his window company. We were so grateful for that. He worked long hard hours, but we felt so blessed to have that income while we prepared to move. He also took a class at ACC in order to fulfill a requirement for BYUI. I was taking three classes online, working part time at Gymboree, part time for my dad, and watching my friend's kids two days a week. We miraculously were able to make enough money to pay our rent up until December's rent, which was pre-paid when we signed the lease on our home. We were tired, we were discouraged. But every time we would start to feel down, something would happen that would lift us up, and help us to know that we were doing the right thing. The only thing that got me through those tiring months was knowing that it was almost over; and that it would not be like that for much longer. I really feel like it was so hard at the very end, because Heavenly Father was helping us to see, that this was why were were doing this, so that we didn't have to scramble to make ends meet; that there was a way to make things easier, and that was for Brandon to get his degree. To top it off, moving during the holidays was so hard as well. I felt so badly that we didn't have a tree up, or decorations around the house. I felt that my kids were getting gypped. I felt so guilty for taking them away from their friends, our family, our support system! But they have been wonderful. There have been many tears, but overall, they have been so strong and such troopers through this all. It was really hard to pack up our house, but we had so much help from family and dear friends. I can not believe we got it done, but we did. Angels were sent to help us and provide a way. We were overwhelmed with the kindness and generosity that was shown to our family. The experiences we had helped us to know once again, that we were doing the right thing. Through the past few months I have had a line to a song stuck in my head, playing over and over again as if it is stuck on repeat. It is a song sung by The Fray. The line is "Sometimes the hardest things and the right things are the same." That is so true! This has been so hard. So, so hard. Brandon and I have never lived away from our parents. We have such good friends in Colorado. Our kids were attending a wonderful school, and had wonderful friends. So, even thoough we know this is the right thing for our family at this time, it has also been one of the hardest things. I hope and pray, that after all is said and done, we will be able to say that it has all been worth it.<br />
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Here we are in front of our new home in Rexburg. Katie and Kevin Beyerlein took this as they were driving away, on their way back home to Colorado after helping us to move and get settled. (Notice my tear stained face after another hard goodbye?)<br />
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Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02702082055359330056noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710872716451694888.post-64634978351735538032013-12-14T19:30:00.000-07:002013-12-14T19:55:44.969-07:00Family Histoy<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
The past few months I have been taking a family history class through BYU-I. I took this class in hopes of getting a stronger desire to do my family history. Well, this semester has been a little stressful between working, taking care of my family, doing three online class, and preparing to move to Idaho. I have not been able to spend as much time as I would have liked on this class. I have gotten the assignments done, but my heart has not been into it as much as I would have hoped. One thing that has really come out of it for me is a strong desire to keep a better personal record and a better family record. I am doing a little better at keeping my own personal journal This blog is really my only family record. One of the assignments was to complete a personal family record project. I chose to get up to date with my blog. Well that is a huge undertaking, but I am going to do my best. So hopefully over the next little bit you will be seeing several "flash back" posts, as well as current posts. Unfortunately a lot of my pictures from the past few years are on my computer that broke. I am working to get that figured out, but will start with what I do have. I can't promise anything, but I know I want to be better at this, so I will do my best =)</div>
Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02702082055359330056noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710872716451694888.post-25196193022757486202013-12-13T08:38:00.000-07:002013-12-13T08:38:02.227-07:00Picnic<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I mentioned in an earlier post that Alexis had taken Scarlett on a picnic for one of her acts of kindness. It was on a Sunday afternoon, while I was sick and in bed. She just told me about it later, so I was excited when looking through pictures on my camera when I found these pictures that Alexis took of it. They had me giggling as I looked at her choice of picnic foods, but it was so sweet of her and Scarlett loved it! I also thought Scarlett looked a little chilly in the first few pictures, due to her rosy cheeks and bare feet, so I was happy to see that Alexis added a coat and boots later on in the picnic =)<br />
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Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02702082055359330056noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710872716451694888.post-47540852181691162922013-12-12T22:32:00.000-07:002013-12-12T22:32:45.086-07:00Trampoline Fun<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Growing up, I remember always sleeping out on our trampoline during the summer. Whenever we would have friends spend the night, or cousins over we would sleep out there. WE had so much fun! Well now that I have kids of my own, and now that we have a trampoline, our kids have been begging us for a while to sleep out there. Well times have changed, and the thought of them out there alone did not sit well with me. After weeks and weeks of begging I finally gave in, only if Brandon would sleep down on the couch so that he could be close by if they needed anything. Another condition was that our dog Misty sleep out there with them, since she barks at everything. She would surely alert us if something was wrong. So they loaded up their sleeping bags and blankets and headed out there. They made big comfy beds, we tucked them in and went inside. About an hour later, I went down to check on them, and who did I find with them! Daddy of course! lol He decided that the couch was too far away, so he decided to join them. The kids were thrilled =) Oh, and Misty stuck around too =)<br />
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Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02702082055359330056noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710872716451694888.post-60823104808584577032013-12-12T22:21:00.000-07:002015-08-20T20:52:43.240-06:00Alexis<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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About a month ago in one of Alexis's classes, they had a "Random Acts of Kindness" week. They were each supposed to think of some random acts of kindness that they could do all week long, and then make a book recording how the week went. Alexis had fun thinking up things to do all week long. Some of them included, making Tori and Levi's beds, helping to pack up some boxes, taking Scarlett on picnic, folding a basket of laundry, etc. There was one in particular that I thought was extra sweet. Earlier this year an older lady moved in next door. She had lost her husband earlier in the year. She is very sweet, but I think kind of lonely. Alexis thought it would be nice to make her some brownies. So she made them all by herself, wrapped them up in a cute baggie and delivered them next door. She said that she seemed really happy. We didn't think much of it until about a week later. Brandon and I were out front, and she brought over a cute little gift for us to give Alexis. She said that she was so touched by Alexis's sweet gesture. She said she was such a special girl and that she would never forget her. She said Alexis was a "ray of sunshine on a dark and gloomy day." I learn so much from my kids every day. Alexis taught me the importance of reaching out to others. You never know who you will touch by your random acts of kindness.</div>
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Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02702082055359330056noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710872716451694888.post-48078539695236268972013-12-12T21:57:00.001-07:002013-12-12T21:57:59.157-07:00Christmas Day 2012<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Christmas is so much fun with little ones. Seeing the magic through their eyes, always brings so much joy to the season. We were luck to have Cindy, AJ, Lyla and Phoebe staying with us last year, which was so much fun. </div>
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We snapped a few pictures of the loot before we let the kiddos come down. They made out well!</div>
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We made the kids wait until seven to wake us up, and I think they woke us up right at seven on the dot! Being almost a year ago, some of the details have faded from my memory =( I guess that's why it's important to record right away! These kids look pretty excited for so early in the morning!<br />
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If I am remembering correctly, I think Phoebe and Lyla were sound asleep when our kids woke up (is that right Cindy?) Anyways, it took Lyla a little bit to warm up to things as you can tell by her sweet face in these pictures =)<br />
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Growing up, I remember running down the stairs, screaming with excitement to see what Santa had left. Here's a little video of them heading down to see their treasures. They were pretty silent! haha, but excited nontheless =)<br />
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I love their happy and excited faces as they discover everything =)<br />
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After looking at the Santa gifts, AJ made us a delicious breakfast. Then we passed out the rest of the gifts and took turns opening them. I was actually really sick, so by the time we were all finished I had to go upstairs to take a nap =( It's no fun being sick on Christmas!! Later that afternoon we headed over to Grandma and Grandpas Barker's house to join the rest of the family. I never seem to get pictures of anything later in the afternoon on Christmas. I think it's because I am always just so worn out from all the festivities. But I am feeling sad, that I don't have any at my parents house, so I will try and be better this year.<br />
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It was a great Christmas, and I can hardly believe that two weeks from today we will be doing it again! </div>
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The kids started school towards the end of August. looking at these pictures makes me sad. We are really going to miss this wonderful school that our kids have attended for the past three years. Here are some pictures I got as Alexis started 7th grade, Tori started 4th grade, and Levi started 2nd grade. Scarlett had to have a turn too =)<div>
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Decorating the Christmas Tree is always a fun event at our house. Sometimes it can be stressful getting out all of the boxes, and putting everything up, but it is worth it, because the kids love it so much. We didn't get to set up our tree this year, since we are packing everything up to be ready for our move a few days after Christmas. I decided posting pictures from last year would have to do! </div>
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Last year Tori and Alexis wanted to try stringing popcorn for the tree. They did a great job!</div>
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The kids always have a great time separating all of their ornaments into separate piles. they are each getting quite the collection! They are getting old enough that they place all of the ornaments really well around the tree. I only had to make a few minor adjustments after they went to bed =)<br />
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Scarlett loved the tree, and the lights and all of the little decorations to play with. The older kids loved helping her experience everything and helping her to hang some ornaments.<br />
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Right before I snapped this picture of Levi in front of the tree the top of the tree fell off! He didn't notice right way, but it only took a second as you can see from the next picture.<br />
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That tree gave us trouble the whole time we had it up! Brandon figured out a way wire the top so that it would stay, but one bump and it would fall again. We ended up having to throw it away after Christmas was over.<br />
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Scarlett loved exploring the tree and pulling off everything that she could get her little hands on =)<br />
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She also loved exploring the decoration boxes.<br />
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Each year the kids take turns with who gets to put the angel on the top of the tree. They take it very seriously, and last year it was Scarlett's turn.<br />
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I always love our tree. It may not have any color coordination, or specific theme, but it is filled with ornaments that each hold a special memory. We really missed decorating our tree this year, but look forward to setting one up in out new home in Rexburg next Christmas!</div>
Dianahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02702082055359330056noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8710872716451694888.post-32226581945952763882013-12-09T20:22:00.000-07:002013-12-09T20:22:46.412-07:00Christmas Eve 2012<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Every Christmas Eve we head over to Brandon's parent's house for a family party. 2012 was no different. We have a lot of fun traditions that we do. We always have a big delicious spread of food, play fun games, have an ornament exchange, open a few presents, and open new Christmas PJs. This year Jana planned a game that turned out to be pretty hilarious. She wrapped up several presents in several layers of paper with a lot of tape. We all sat around in a circle. The presents were in a trash can in the middle of the circle. We had to pass around a paper plate that had a pair of dice on it. Each person had to keep rolling the dice until they got doubles. Once they got doubles they had to run to the presents, put on pot holders, and a Santa hat and try to open up one of the presents. They had to unwrap is the best they could until someone else got doubles and then they had to switch places with that person. It was a riot. Jana had enough presents for everyone. We had a lot of laughs =) Here are some more pictures I got throughout the night including a group shot of us in out PJs.<br />
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Papa always calls Scarlett "Monkey Girl" so he got her this cute monkey snow hat =)<br />
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