Whatever It Takes...: April 2009

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

So Sorry!

There is a quick update! We are crazy busy... please enjoy ..we are all doing great! We send our love to all!

Mike turns 28...and Easter dresses

Abby turned 1 on March 12..Mike turned 28 on the 14 and I turned 28 on the 22...March was busy... we spoiled Mikey on his birthday as he did spoil me on mine.. There is also a picture of them in their Easter dresses!!!

Abby Turns One

We celebrated Abby's birthday with friends and family....she was so cute thank you everyone for all of the cute presents she was definitely spoiled....Abby came into this world crazy fast...!!!! She was born 5 weeks early. I could feel my contractions were steady and consistent. I knew she was coming, but I knew it was too early. I called my doc and she said go to Laber and Delivery and we will try to stop these contractions and send you home. My sweet sister Anna came over and stayed with the other girls and little did she know that one night turned into six....thank you Anna I love you so much. Abby came the next morning at five am. She weighed an astounding 5 pds and 13 oz. She had to be put in the NICCU for a week because of her blood sugar and jaundice. But, soon we were home and it has been one long crazy night ever since. This year has gone so fast...I love my sweet Abby!!!!

Jazz Game

So sorry...it has been way...too...long! This is a little bit of what we have been up to...We went to the kids fair in Salt Lake...Mylee went to her first Jazz game with daddy and absolutely LOVED it! She especially loved the JAzz bear and the ICECREAM....mmmmm..

Kids say the funniest things...

Halle: Trick or Treat

person that she doesn't know says, "oh you look so cute."

Halle: what's your name?

person that she doesn't know says some name I can't remember.

Halle: "Where is your bedroom?"

person laughs and attempts to give Halle candy

Halle: I don't like that kind of candy. Do you have Airheads?"

person says well here come see what you would like.

Halle: I only want Airheads. You don't have them.

We leave as I, the proud mother apologizes and makes any excuse for the boldness of my 4 year old.

Me: "Halle what do you do in the temple?"

Halle: "Oh, mommy that's where you get married. Mommy who am I going to marry?"

Me: "I don't know, you are only 3, don't worry about it right now."

Halle: "But, I want my own baby." (She remembered from an earlier conversation that you must get married before you get a baby:))

Me: "Well when your a lot bigger you can get married and then you can have a baby."

Halle: "After I get married in the temple, then how do I get my baby?"

Me: (silently groaning and wishing her father were here to give some insight on the subject) "Halle, how do you think you get your baby?" (nice way to dodge the question.)

Halle: "I will go up to Katie (my friend who has a new little baby boy Jack.) and I will say GIVE ME YOUR BABY!"

Grandma Sue: "Halle please don't bother Abby."

Halle: "Well, if I do bother Abby, will you stop me?"

Kaeslyn (the babysitter): "It's ok to go to sleep Halle."

Halle: "Well..I just want to hang out."

Mylee sits up on the love sac and accidently passes gas:) She says: "Mom, why does our bum have to toot?"

Mom: with a sigh gives some explanation about how gas has to pass and it makes a noise...or something...

Mylee sits there contemplating for awhile then says: "Mom....Why does it have THAT AWEFUL Smell?"

To which mom gives another sigh and secretly wishes her father were here to answer this question, all the while beating herself up inside because she knows she needs to answer her daughter, gives some lame answer about the food we eat and the fact that it passes our..well... if you don't know..GOOGLE IT." (I hope you know I am totally kidding..i really explained it to her.)

I was having a sad moment and little Abby came toddling over and as I was crying she began making silly faces and trying to tickle me, while saying some tickle sound that I must do when I tickle her...it was so sweet she made me so happy:) without saying a word.