tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58227611558696284232024-03-13T09:44:55.596-06:00The Jackson 5The Jacksonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05010794899526138312noreply@blogger.comBlogger79125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5822761155869628423.post-62884198469769973482013-02-27T17:05:00.002-07:002013-02-27T17:05:35.095-07:00SistersWhen it came to giggling, Sage was a tough nut to crack..and even then her giggles weren't deep belly laughs. Hallie, on the other hand, laughs at everything..especially Sage. <br />
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These two girls make me so happy :)<br />
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<br />The Jacksonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05010794899526138312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5822761155869628423.post-73430296018868425072012-11-12T16:54:00.001-07:002012-11-12T16:54:19.192-07:004 MonthsThis little one just keeps on growing..obviously. But it seems like just yesterday I was complaining of pregnancy symptoms. How can that be? I've said it time and again, time just flies.<br />
Our Hallie bug is so much fun these days. She has brought so much joy into our home and a sweet calm spirit that is so refreshing.<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><b>Stats:</b></span><br />
Weight: 12lbs. 11oz. - 50%<br />
Length: 26in. - 95%<br />
Head: 15 3/4in. - 15%<br />
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Since our last post you have digressed into your newborn sleep patterns and it's <i>killing </i>me. Not really, but I miss my 7-8 hour stretches of sleep. You typically wake up at 8, nap from 10-12 and 2-4, then you're in bed by 8 and up at 3 or 4 to eat. It's not <i>that </i>bad, but it's not how you were sleeping :)<br />
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<b>Eating:</b><br />
You still LOVE your food. And I still love feeding you. I hated feeding your sister because she didn't like eating, but you, you are happiest when you're eating. You eat 5-6oz every 4 hours and will only take it from a bottle now. It makes me so sad that you no longer want to nurse but we definitely had our struggles and this seems to be what's best for you and me. You're still drinking breast milk but have on occasion gotten formula and have been just fine drinking that too. We've also tried giving you cereal on two occasions and you seem to really like eating that too. The first time you really struggled eating from a spoon, but the second time you caught on great and ate the entire bowl :)<br />
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<b>Talking:</b><br />
You are constantly making noise these days. You love giggling with your sister and are easy to get a big grin out of. You love the sound of your spit gurgling in the back of your throat and make that noise more than any other. You also love the sound, "Ah-goo" and usually giggle when I do it. It's the cutest. Sage can make you laugh more than any body else. It's one of my favorite things about being a mom of sisters. It is clear how much you two love each other because of the way you interact with each other.<br />
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Roll Over<br />
Play in the Exersaucer<br />
Put yourself to sleep<br />
Self Soothe<br />
Giggle from your toes, I swear.<br />
Eat from a spoon<br />
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<b>A Few of Your Favorite Things</b><br />
Your fingers and your toes and #1. You're constantly eating them :<b>)</b><br />
Bathtime<br />
Eating<br />
Your Piano Mat<br />
Your Sister :)<br />
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Hallie bug, you've made me so happy these last 4 months! Here's to 4 more with a little more sleep :)<br />
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And just because this blog wouldn't be here without your big sister, here are a few recent pics of her. She's constantly got me on my toes these days and is a little firecracker. But we love her regardless :)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This girl knows how to cheese :)</td></tr>
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And since I'm sure you won't hear from me until Christmas, Happy Thanksgiving and Merry Christmas! <br />
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<br />The Jacksonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05010794899526138312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5822761155869628423.post-2622931659364694122012-09-06T17:19:00.003-06:002012-09-06T17:28:19.330-06:002 & 2My girls are now two years and two months. Heavens, I love them.<br />
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<b>Stats: </b><br />
At your two year check up, you weighed 24lbs. and were 35 1/2 inches tall. You still continue to be in the 90% for your height and in the 10% for your weight. I don't think things will ever change. You wear 18-24m pants, even though they're too short, and 18-24m shirts fit you perfectly. Your shoe size is a 5-6 but you still fit into a few of your size 4's. There are a few 4's that I force you to wear because they are so cute I don't want you to outgrow them :)<br />
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<b>Teeth:</b><br />
You have all of your teeth in now! This last month or so, all four of your 2 year molars came in and you had no problem with it (minus an excessive amount of drooling)! We now brush your teeth two times a day, even though you hate it most of the time, but we get it done. You'd much rather use my toothbrush than your own and sometimes sneak into the bathroom, turn on the water, and start brushing your own teeth with my toothbrush...little stinker.<br />
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<b>Eating:</b><br />
Eating is still a struggle for us. You HATE to sit down for 2 minutes to have your diaper changed, let alone 10 minutes to eat a meal. You are what we like to call a "grazer". You'll pick a few bites here and there, go play, come wandering back and eat a few more bites until your plate is empty (which it usually never is). You hate most fruits and most veggies. You really despise meats of any kind. The only foods we've found that you really like are cheese, bread, crackers, fruit snacks, chips, cereal, and most breakfast foods. You absolutely love pancakes and wake up every morning asking for pankees.<br />
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<b>Talking:</b><br />
All of a sudden you are talking full sentences and repeat every word you hear someone say, even those naughty ones..heaven forbid.<br />
There are very few things you say that people can't understand. You can tell anybody what you want and are doing such a great job at communicating! It is so fun having little conversations with you every morning about your dreams and every night about how your day was. I love this stage that you're in and find such joy in watching you grow and learn new things every day.<br />
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<b>Awesome things you do right now:</b><br />
Now that we have Hallie, you are such a huge helper. If I'm too busy to get Hallie her binky, you will run over and give it to her. You get me diapers and wipes, although it's usually 12 diapers and wipes, but you still get them. You love helping me cook, you can get yourself your own snacks out of the pantry, and you can entertain yourself when I'm feeding Hallie. You have had to grow up quickly these past few months but have handled it beautifully. You have a sassy little attitude, something you got from me, but I love it. I love that you stick up for yourself and don't settle for anything less than you want. Even though it makes me want to pull my hair out half the time, I really do love your feisty little personality.<br />
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<b>A few of your favorite things:</b><br />
Balloons<br />
Baths<br />
Swimming<br />
Jumping on ANYTHING.<br />
Climbing<br />
Pancakes<br />
Cookies<br />
Anything with dad<br />
Squealing an ear piercing squeal when you're excited<br />
Kitties<br />
Playing outside any chance you get<br />
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<b>Stats:</b><br />
At your two month check up, you had gained 2 pounds in 1 month and weighed in at a hefty 10lbs 7 oz. You grew 2 inches and are now 24 3/4 inches long. That puts you in the 50% for weight and the 95% for height. I can't tell you the excitement I have over a chubby baby! It's so nice to have a baby that likes to eat and finds enjoyment from food, something your sister <i>never </i>did. You easily fit into 3m clothes and have outgrown all of your newborns already. Your feet are long enough for shoes but they're so slender that none of them stay on your feet!<br />
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<b>Sleeping:</b><br />
For some reason, we've had a hard time getting you on a consistent schedule. I have a general idea of when you'll need to take a nap, but none of it is a set schedule yet. You typically want to nap an hour after you've woken up, sometimes an hour and a half. Then you'll sleep for a good 2 hours, wake up and want to eat, play for an hour, and then the process starts all over again. You are in bed by 8:30 every night (SO NICE!), dream feed at 11, wake up at 6:30 the next morning, eat, and go back to sleep until 9. You are already a champion sleeper!<br />
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<b>Eating:</b><br />
You love your food. You'll take your milk from a bottle or from your momma, you don't care as long as you get fed. Breastfeeding started out working great, then we struggled, and now we're doing ok. Half the time you're too anxious for my milk to come down so you get angry and refuse to nurse..so you get a bottle. The other half of the time you love nursing. It's been a hard thing to figure out, but we've finally got it down..I think. I find such happiness in being able to provide you with the food you need, rather than going to the store and buying formula. It has been so rewarding and something that I hope continues to last. You typically eat every 3-3 1/2 hours, unless your going through a growth spurt and then it's every 2-2 1/2 hours.<br />
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You've been cooing for over a month now and have the cutest social grin. You love smiling at people and showing them just how happy you are! Yesterday you giggled at me for the first time and it seriously melted my heart. I can't believe how fast you're growing up already!<br />
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<b>Awesome things you do right now:</b><br />
Sleeping through the night has got to be number one! Although, the sleep deprivation didn't really bother me this time around, it is nice to be back to sleeping again.<br />
You are content to just lie on the floor and watch everything going on around you. It's so cute to watch you grinning at things and entertain yourself.<br />
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<b>A few of your favorite things:</b><br />
Bathtime<br />
Running water<br />
Eating<br />
Hearing your sister talk..it's the cutest!<br />
Kicking your feet<br />
Your swaddle blanket<br />
Your hammock sleeper<br />
Talking to momma<br />
Being outside<br />
Going on walks<br />
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These past few months have been a whirlwind but I think we've finally
got things under control and into a "loose" routine. I absolutely love
having two girls and seeing how life is with sisters. It is a blessing I
couldn't have ever imagined being so wonderful. <br />
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Now if I could just figure out how to keep my house clean...The Jacksonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05010794899526138312noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5822761155869628423.post-40454745141630400112012-07-09T16:43:00.003-06:002012-07-09T21:34:52.026-06:00Birth Story<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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After 39 weeks of being pregnant, I was physically, mentally and emotionally exhausted. A week before I had Hallie, I had gone in for my weekly checkup and was told I could be induced. After some thought I decided to stick it out and crossed my fingers that all the contractions I'd been having were a sign that I'd soon go into labor.<br />
No such luck.<br />
After a week of trying almost everything to induce labor naturally I still hadn't gone into labor. At my 39 week checkup, an induction was brought up again. This time I didn't turn him down. I was shocked and giddy when he told me he'd see me the following morning at 7:30 and also warned me that I should plan on a long induction..10+ hours.<br />
I. Did. Not. Care.<br />
I quickly made phone calls to family and friends letting them know the good news and came home and cleaned like a crazy lady.<br />
My mom showed up that night at 11:30 to watch Sage, and we stayed up talking until well past midnight.<br />
That night I didn't sleep as anticipation, fear and excitement surged through my body. At 6:30 I couldn't sleep any longer and decided to take a nice warm bath, make sure everything was packed and make sure everything was squared away for my mom to take care of Sage.<br />
We arrived <strike>on time</strike> late, (thanks honey), and got to the hospital a little after 7:30. I was quickly hooked up to monitors and had my IV in by 8:30.<br />
Here we go.<br />
Contractions started getting pretty intense by 10:30 and I could no longer talk through them. I was dilated to a 5 and 90% effaced. I quickly questioned my desire to have a natural drug free labor. When I was informed that the anesthesiologist had just gone into surgery and wouldn't be back for another hour, I panicked and requested <i>some </i>form of pain medication.<br />
This is when Dilaudid entered my body. Oh Dilaudid, how I love you. I instantly felt dizzy, light headed and sleepy. For the next hour I dozed in and out of sleep, all while feeling every single contraction, but I just didn't care. That drug makes everything seem euphoric and like nothing matters in the world. <br />
It was pure bliss.<br />
At noon I received my epidural and was told that the doctor would be in shortly to break my water. At one he finally made his appearance and things got started. Fast. I was dilated to a 6, fully effaced and she still hadn't dropped into my pelvis. I was told that if she didn't drop, he would consider a c-section and that he'd be back in to check on my progress in 2 hours.<br />
<i>Fifteen minutes</i> later my nurse paged him to run. I had dilated from a 6 to a 10, she had dropped so low that she was almost crowning and I was feeling the urge to push. Dr. Cannon suited up, I held my legs back, made sure Quinn was by my side and we started pushing. After the first contraction I could see her head. After the second contraction, her head was out. By the third contraction, there she was. My sweet, precious Hallie girl.<br />
For nine months I had waited to see her face, hold her hand, smell her intoxicating baby scent. And here that moment was. I cried, I rubbed her tiny head, snuggled her close. I counted 10 fingers, 10 toes. I couldn't get enough of the light soft curl of her hair, her delicate petite features and her tiny newborn cry.<br />
My baby was here.<br />
After sacrificing food, sleep, terrible hip, back, nerve and bone pain. She was here. <br />
The love I felt for her was instant. My heart was bursting at the seams for this tiny infant who I'd just barely met. My love for her was indescribable, unconditional and I knew in that moment that I was meant to be her mother, and she my daughter. <br />
It's been a whirlwind of emotions these past two weeks, but I can't consider my life anything other than perfect.<br />
Welcome home Hallie girl.<br />
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<br />The Jacksonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05010794899526138312noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5822761155869628423.post-30526503930242336852012-06-06T14:28:00.000-06:002012-06-06T14:30:59.196-06:00TimelineSince I was terrible at documenting my growth with Sage, I decided to be a little more on top of things this time. This is merely for my own recording, but feel free to look at (and poke fun of) the fat lady.<br />
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Three weeks and six days...but who's counting, really?<br />
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I'm so ready for Sage to be a big sister.<br />
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Speaking of Sage..she turned 2! TWO! Can you believe it?<br />
She gets a post all to herself.<br />
It's still in the works.<br />
Be patient :)<br />
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<br />The Jacksonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05010794899526138312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5822761155869628423.post-76214288084245108002012-05-25T11:55:00.001-06:002012-05-25T11:55:45.676-06:00I think....that it's about time I have this baby. <br />
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Ok, not really.<br />
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Seriously though, I took a picture of myself today thinking I wasn't <i>that </i>big. But the picture said otherwise.<br />
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Here I am, almost full term with Sage.<br />
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And here I am <i>31</i> weeks with this one..<i>practically</i> the same size. <br />
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And here I am today, at 34 weeks. Large. Much larger than I was even three weeks ago. <br />
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Heaven help me. I feel like a stretched whale. <br />
My hips are killing me.<br />
My pelvis feels broken right down the middle.<br />
And my sciatic nerve makes me walk like an old person with a cane.<br />
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6 more weeks..<br />
or maybe 4..<br />
3 wouldn't hurt either..<br />
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Baby girl I can't wait to meet you, and hold you, and cuddle you, and kiss your face.<br />
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Please come soon :)<br />
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Love,<br />
Your momma.The Jacksonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05010794899526138312noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5822761155869628423.post-35846413590181477912012-03-16T15:15:00.001-06:002012-03-16T15:17:17.566-06:00A lot can happen....in 6 months.<br />
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Today, while I was updating my iphone, I was also importing about a gazillion pictures to iphoto. Some of these pictures dated back to <i>last </i>summer. I'm a little behind I guess. But holy cow. Sage has changed so much since we moved into our house (can you believe we've already lived here for 6 months?)<br />
Then I decided to go back to six months <i>before that.</i><br />
And six months <i>before that</i>.<br />
About a few months after she was born.<br />
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Check it out. (Especially make note of her hair growth over time..she's got one thick head of hair.)<br />
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At 3 months Sage was just barely starting to support and lift her own head. Crazy! She was 11 lbs. 2 oz. and 25 inches long.<br />
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At 9 months Sage had been crawling for about 2 weeks and had callouses on her feet and knees from being on the move so much. She could pull herself up, feed herself, and empty the garbage can. Gross! She weighed 16 lbs. 5 oz. and was 29 1/2 inches long.<br />
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At 15 Months, Sage was not only walking, but <i>running</i>. And fast. She just started talking (a little) and would sign please, thank you, and more. She understood quite a bit of what we were saying but was still just catching on. She weighed 19 lbs. 8 oz. and was 33 inches long. <br />
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At 21 months, Sage says a lot! Some of her most common words are: Kitty, Meow, Hot, Juice, Please, Thank You, Cookie, Mama, Dada, Bob (cat name), Clark (cat name), Ball, Book, Milk, Nana, Grandpa, Eat, Night-Night, Hi, Bye, etc. Her phrases incluce: Down there, In there, On there, What's that, I need it, and most recently..What's that down there :)<br />
Don't ask me where she learned this. I have no idea.<br />
She understands every request and instruction we give her, and will <i>usually</i> tell us when she is ready to go to bed.<br />
She can unlock our iphones, scroll through the pages of apps, and find exactly what she wants to play with. Her favorite thing to do is go into netflix and find "super why" to watch. I'm not sure how in the world she figured out how to work <i>that!</i> She's definitely technology savvy..something she must get from her dad. <br />
She is starting to understand that she can make her own choices and that she is her own person. I kind of love this..but I mostly hate it. She is becoming SO independent and sassy. She's definitely going to suffer through the terrible two's..(or maybe it's me who will be suffering.) She throws many tantrums when she doesn't get what she wants, and thoroughly enjoys saying the word no. :)<br />
She weighs in at just under 23 pounds and is 34 1/2 inches tall. <br />
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We're currently getting her ready for potty training (WHAT?!) and trying our hardest to get her to sit at the table during meals.<br />
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She's such a funny little thing.<br />
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And boy do I love her.The Jacksonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05010794899526138312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5822761155869628423.post-7783442721689261232012-02-08T12:53:00.001-07:002012-02-08T12:53:07.241-07:0020<div style="text-align: center;">
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Sage is turning into quite the drama queen and is quite frequently visiting time out. She throws these awesome mini-tantrums and slams her head into whatever is nearby, in order to get her way of course. This has resulted in bumps and bruises on her head, my head, and maybe a few dings in some chairs (just kidding.) </div>
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We usually send her to time out when these tantrums occur..but..she LOVES it. What? Why would she love time out? I don't know. But she runs, or gallops, down the hall laughing and plants her nose in the corner. Then she comes back just giggling. It's the cutest and most irritating thing in the world. </div>
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She also really, and I mean really, loves to draw and color. She's got amazing pencil/pen/crayon/marker holding skills for a 1 1/2 year old. It surprises me every time she picks one up how good she holds it. Awe, see how cute?</div>
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I'm thrilled!</div>The Jacksonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05010794899526138312noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5822761155869628423.post-41485639709828327212011-12-12T13:31:00.002-07:002011-12-12T13:31:38.253-07:00It's been awhile........since my last post. But I have some reeeally good excuses. <br />
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<b>1.</b> I'm pregnant. We all know what that entails..nausea, vomiting, extreme exhaustion, and in my case this time around, major headaches. Combine this with an overly active 18 month old and you will begin to understand my lack of writing. But I'm 1 week away from my 2nd trimester and things are easing up dramatically (except for the headaches..sympathy is welcome)..so hopefully the writing picks up again.<br />
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<b>2. </b> Once Sage turned one, I really just skipped out on the monthly updates. <br />
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So now, I'm going to write about both..my monthly updates and Sages..with some pictures of course.<br />
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This month has been fairly exciting and different than most months, really. We set up Christmas, which Sage loved and was confused about at the same time. We heard a sweet, yet strong, tender little heartbeat, and we've <i>finally </i>cut out the binky from Sage's daily routine. <i>Phew.</i> That was a lot.<br />
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Here's the rundown.<br />
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<b>Stats:</b><br />
Last appointment Sage finally got out of the "underweight" category and measured at the very bottom of the curve. This is such exciting news because she has always been considered underweight. <br />
<b> </b>At 18 months she weighs just under 22 pounds and is 33 1/2 inches long. <br />
She still comfortably wears 12 month clothes and some 9 month onesies. And is slowly creeping up to a size 5 shoe..but still fits in all of her 4's and some of her 3's.<br />
I still worry about her small, petite size and her lack of appetite, but she's growing strong and healthy and is a very active and happy (most of the time) little girl.<br />
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<br /><b>Teeth:</b><br />
Sage now has 14 of her 16 baby teeth with one more on the way. Woot! One more tooth to go and then all we have to worry about are her two year molars. Oh, how we dread that day. Her teething has been fairly manageable with the exception of her first 4 teeth..so hopefully her molars don't cause too much discomfort for her (or me, for that matter).<br />
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<b>Eating:</b><br />
We're still struggling to find food that Sage really likes and will stuff herself on. Currently, her favorites are eggs, gerber cheese puffs, freeze dried fruits/veggies, and chocolate. Give her any of these and she'll pretty much eat most of what you give her. However, it's still a fight to get her to sit down, finish a meal, and get full. She's usually too active or uninterested to eat and therefore has maintained such a low weight. The doctor doesn't seem too concerned so we'll just keep doing what we're doing and hopefully one day she'll learn the joy that comes from eating ;).<b></b><br />
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<b>Talking:</b><br />
It seems like all of the sudden Sage <i>really </i>wants to talk to us. She jibbers and jabbers for everything and most of it we don't understand. <i>However,</i> she does have a wide range of words we do understand. Every morning she wakes up, points to the living room and says "on" so we will turn on the Christmas tree lights. Anything that gets turned on, she points to and says on. She also says up, off, please, thank you, grandpa (pumpa..suuper cute), nana, kitty, meow, dada, mama, uh-huh, uh-oh, no No NO, hi, and bye. And if there is something she wants but can't say she'll come get us and take us to what she wants or point to what she wants.<br />
And as for understanding things, she practically knows everything we ask/tell her to do. She'll go get a diaper/wipes for us, she throws things away, she goes to time out, goes to her room, gets her blanket, goes to the bathroom to take a bath, gets my phone, gets her milk, gets a cup for treats, responds to yes/no questions, gives loves when asked, gets her coat, cleans up her toys, puts things back where she got them...you get the idea. She understands EVERYTHING. It's seriously so nice to be able to talk to her and have her get what we're saying!<br />
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<b>Awesome things you do right now:</b><br />
We've been one entire week without a binky. Seriously, this is a HUGE accomplishment. Sage had to have her binky for naptime and bedtime without fail, every day. Finally, after multiple failed attempts, I cut the end off of her last binky, gave her a new stuffed animal to take to bed with her and that was all it took. Granted, the first few days weren't pretty, but now she goes to bed with a little cry and she's out. <br />
Awesome job baby girl! <br />
And she loooooves grandpa Doug and her nana. I don't know what it is about those two that she loves SO much but she can't get enough of them when they're around. Here's a picture (or two) to prove it.<br />
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I really can't believe that my baby is going to be a sister and that she's old enough to do all that she's doing right now. I really love the age she's at right now and can't wait to see what more she has in store for us.<br />
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Wow, that was long and wordy, congrats if you made it through.<br />
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And sorry if i bored you to death.<br />
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Your fault for reading it all, I guess.<br />
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Over and out.<br />
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Merry Christmas!<br />
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Ok, really. Bye. <br />
<br />The Jacksonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05010794899526138312noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5822761155869628423.post-74069044593364899122011-11-03T12:14:00.001-06:002011-11-03T12:14:50.952-06:00HalloweenLast year at this time I thought Sage's Halloween costume was SO cute. But it didn't stand a chance compared to <i>this year's </i>costume.<br />
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Compliments of my amazing mother.<br />
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But the blurry pictures aren't what matters. Doesn't she look SO stinking cute?!The Jacksonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05010794899526138312noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5822761155869628423.post-51737940266838013212011-10-18T14:12:00.002-06:002011-10-18T14:25:28.934-06:00Suga Suga Suga Coooookies.<div style="text-align: center;">
Today has been a great day, and I mean reeeallly great. Quinn has been gone to Boise for the past two days and rather than be miserable that he's gone, we've really lived it up. Yesterday we went out to lunch together and went shopping and today we've read books, watched a movie, ate LOTS of treats, and, you guessed it, made sugar cookies. </div>
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It's been so fun watching Sage talk and play lately. She's really getting animated in the things she says and does and it's hilarious to watch. She does everything I do and loves to do things with me that I usually wouldn't let her do. </div>
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Like sit on the table and help me make sugar cookies. It's evident in the pictures that she <span style="font-size: large;">loved</span> helping me. Take a look.</div>
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We finished off our cookies with little orange frosting and some reese's pieces. It's so fun teaching Sage to cook and clean..now if I can just get her to do it <i>all </i>the time. Then I'll be set. :)</div>
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Happy Halloween!</div>The Jacksonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05010794899526138312noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5822761155869628423.post-26796285709319610622011-10-12T12:16:00.001-06:002011-10-12T12:16:28.524-06:00Soda Girl<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<br />This girl loves soda. Now, all you mothers out there, don't go accusing me of being a bad parent. She only gets it on <i>occasion</i> and it's only a <i>little </i>bit. She knows what the good stuff is and here is proof.</div>
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When I was in junior high I remember a hypnotist coming and doing an assembly for us. I wanted to be chosen to go on stage SO bad, but didn't get the chance. I vividly remember him putting the whole audience under but he warned us that if we didn't believe in hypnosis it wouldn't work.<br />
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It didn't work for me.<br />
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However, a few years ago, when Quinn and I were first married, we went to a hypnotist show and guess who got chosen out of the audience to go up?<br />
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Yup. You guessed it. Yours truly. And it worked.<br />
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So I posted about this right after it happened, when I didn't have any readers. (Do I have readers now?)<br />
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If you'd like to watch ME under hypnosis (videos are terrible but still comical) go <a href="http://nikiandquinn.blogspot.com/2008/08/hypnotized.html">here</a>.<br />
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And leave some comments..because, well, I'm funny and you want to tell me about it.The Jacksonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05010794899526138312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5822761155869628423.post-78630246390336109362011-09-21T13:13:00.002-06:002011-09-21T13:13:43.497-06:00Today is..<div style="text-align: center;">
..the day Sage <span style="font-size: small;">almost got...-gulp-...<span style="font-size: xx-small;">{beaten}<span style="font-size: small;">. </span></span></span></div>
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Here I was brushing my teeth, like I do most mornings, and Sage was off playing by herself, like she does most mornings. But today was different.</div>
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Today Sage went to the garbage can, got out a half eaten cup of yogurt and splattered it, threw it, spread it all over the house. </div>
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So I threw the yogurt <i>back </i>in the garbage can and proceeded to clean up...my brand. new. carpet.</div>
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Once I was done and feeling really proud of myself for not losing my cool, I got up, went to put the rag in laundry, and found Sage with the yogurt cup <i>again. </i></div>
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I. was. not. happy.</div>
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I was ANGRY.</div>
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What should I do? Should I spank all the skin off her hide..ooh I wanted to. </div>
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But I spared my child's behind, placed her in her crib..screaming..and left. I then cleaned up the rest of the yogurt and sat on the couch to re-gather my thoughts. </div>
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Oh dear carpet..I hope you're ok. </div>
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<br />The Jacksonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05010794899526138312noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5822761155869628423.post-56980768152007191132011-09-03T09:42:00.002-06:002011-09-03T09:45:25.257-06:003 Months in the Making.Lately we've been busy. And I mean <i>super </i>busy. In the past three months, we've packed up our apartment, moved, unpacked, lived, packed up our rental house, moved, and are now in the process of unpacking/living/getting settled <i>again. </i><br />
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I'm tired. <i>Really </i>tired.<br />
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Thankfully, I have an amazing sleeper who has slept 11-12 hours every night for the past 3 months. <i>Except </i>last night. I tell ya, being up every two hours is killer. How did I survive the newborn stage?<br />
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So, anyways, here are our last three months. In photos. Photo overload ahead. Proceed with caution.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Climbed Ladders.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></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;">Played with our cheeks.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And sticks.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></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;">Went swimming in Sun Valley.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></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;">Ate cheerios. (Well <i>attempted </i>to at least.)</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></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;">Went to the Moon. (i.e. Craters of the Moon).</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></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;">Saw cracks and crevices.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></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;">And caves and big holes in the ground.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></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;">Played in the mud.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></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;">And chewed mom out.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></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;">Went to Park City and snuggled.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></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;">Came face to face with the cement.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></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;">Ate corn on the cob.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br /></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;">Brought our kitties home.</td></tr>
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It's been a great 3 months. I hope yours has been as good as ours. And we hope your Labor Day weekend is fun fulled and relaxing. We're off to the State Fair :)<br />
<br />The Jacksonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05010794899526138312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5822761155869628423.post-44321173750687181762011-08-17T08:13:00.000-06:002011-08-17T08:13:06.200-06:00Wordless Wednesday<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><a title='Uploaded from BlogBooster' href='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-UduQ09gQdvY/TkvLqS2CwfI/AAAAAAAAAaU/de2xo2x-9L0/BB_Photo.png'><img alt='' src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-UduQ09gQdvY/TkvLqS2CwfI/AAAAAAAAAaU/de2xo2x-9L0/BB_Photo.png' style='border:none;'/></a><br />
Man, I love her.</div>The Jacksonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05010794899526138312noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5822761155869628423.post-2188254788069965792011-08-02T13:30:00.000-06:002011-08-02T13:30:13.668-06:00home.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsatTRYbtujwJgS_lfYkz7CVuQ9Q_CH4CtcvvBogq8WpOZcQAZNh60qWmV9wXvyWoZmWdx_836xX7P0GqRjQ_IgqetYP_DvAtrtet8lGyjPbEqIjXHMop4Zjuyiu57NzUhS-8iO_9pkvo/s1600/IMG_0748.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsatTRYbtujwJgS_lfYkz7CVuQ9Q_CH4CtcvvBogq8WpOZcQAZNh60qWmV9wXvyWoZmWdx_836xX7P0GqRjQ_IgqetYP_DvAtrtet8lGyjPbEqIjXHMop4Zjuyiu57NzUhS-8iO_9pkvo/s400/IMG_0748.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><br />
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Gotta love it. And yes, once again the pictures are blurry. Don't judge.The Jacksonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05010794899526138312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5822761155869628423.post-57835867582061313842011-07-20T16:36:00.001-06:002011-07-21T09:11:15.513-06:00Fact.Lately we've really been trying to get Sage off of her bink because she is getting <i>so </i>attached to it. So we finally braved bedtime without it and it hasn't been as terrible as I thought it might be. <i>Except </i>now when she wakes up and I try to calm her down <i>nothing </i>works. I've tried giving her bink back, I've tried putting her in bed with us, I've tried rocking her, nothing works.<br />
So last night after over an hour of trying to put her back to sleep I had finally had it. So what's a mother to do after trying everything? Sing primary songs of course.<br />
When I was little, "<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MghgJKrDF5Q&feature=related">A Child's Prayer</a>" was always my favorite. As an adult when I have nightmares, or can't sleep, or am stressed, I still find myself singing this song to lull me back to sleep. Last night, however, as I was singing it to Sage I started to realize how true those words really are. When I started to sing about how we are His children and how His love is always surrounding us it really struck home to me and I broke down crying.<br />
I don't really know how to put into words the overpowering feeling I had of the Spirit testifying to me that we really <i>are </i>His children and that He really <i>does </i>love us. My daughters sweet spirit came from Him and He loves her more than I can imagine. <br />
If this is true, that he loves her <i>so</i> much, then it has to be true for each of us too. We are all His spirit sons and daughters and he truly does loves each and every one of us.<br />
Lately I've been listening to a CD given to me called , "Jesus Christ The Master". It's a compilation of testimonies of Jesus Christ by our Prophets throughout the ages. This CD is incredible. It brings peace to my soul and makes me feel happy and content with my life. One of the prophets testifies that no matter what our race, color, or heritage, the pedigree of our <i>Spirit</i> can be written on a SINGLE line. We are children of God and he loves us so much.<br />
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If you're just "happening" on my blog and have questions about our Church feel free to hop on over to <a href="http://www.lds.org/">here</a> to learn more.The Jacksonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05010794899526138312noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5822761155869628423.post-63548562502910568362011-07-15T18:13:00.000-06:002011-07-15T18:13:55.522-06:00Tantrums.Unfortunately for Sage, she has my attitude, and Quinn's red hair. The poor girl is destined to have a temper. Below is her most recent tantrum, thrown when I asked her to say, "uh-huh". Sadly, this isn't one of her bigger tantrums..this is quite minor.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzaRgwK6qbEY0E-aFKsPwXdhKLg38EvBGOyfOJ-CSGz72HELVO9QaaJ8M_fc3xN4CADuJSIGq7BM49Q1v0g' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>The Jacksonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05010794899526138312noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5822761155869628423.post-26917943902362972322011-06-13T12:30:00.001-06:002011-06-13T12:32:21.861-06:00Pretty "fly".I know this is probably the most biased thing to come out of my mouth, but Sage is seriously the cutest kid on the planet.<br />
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"Why?" you ask.<br />
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Because of this.<br />
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I mean, really, is there anything more adorable than that?<br />
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We had our family pictures/Sage's one year pictures taken this weekend at <a href="http://www.fotofly.com/">Fotofly</a>. If you haven't heard of them, seriously, go take a look. You get pictures like this for dirt cheap and they are AWESOME to work with. Sage had a blast with our photographer. Really go check them out, riiiiigggghhhhtt now...ok..after you finish looking through the <i>amazing</i> photos of my adorable family.<br />
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Now go check em out!The Jacksonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05010794899526138312noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5822761155869628423.post-24434243518811602372011-06-08T12:48:00.001-06:002011-06-08T17:01:30.349-06:00Birthday GirlAaaannnddd...she's ONE!<br />
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Stats:<br />
Weight: 18lbs. 13oz.<br />
Length: 31 inches. <br />
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Sage was lucky enough to have 3 first birthday parties because each family wanted to throw her a party. So on the Sunday before her birthday Quinn's parents had a party, on the day of her birthday we had a party, and on the Saturday after my parents threw a party. Needless to say, this girl is spoiled. <i>Rotten.</i><br />
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Here are the festivities.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Definitely <i>not </i>my child..she ate hardly any cake!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sadly since we moved a week before her birthday, we had no wrapping paper..so we rednecked it.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Playing in her new swing.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sage's cake my mom made. It had a daisy on top.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cake table.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kids cake that my mom made.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Nana Great, Nana, & Sage</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">In order to get cake on her face, I had to put cake on her hands and tickle her face with a piece of grass. She ate ONE bite of this cake and was done. Where did this kid come from?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Princess with all of her birthday gifts.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">New necklace from Nana - this girl LOVES necklaces.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And my favorite.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</tbody></table>I think I had WAY more fun this year than Sage did. I spoiled her all day and let her eat muffins for breakfast, cake for lunch, and let her do whatever she pleased for the entire day. I was determined to make sure she didn't cry once on her big day..no such luck..but it was a great day regardless.<br />
Happy Birthday Sage!The Jacksonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05010794899526138312noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5822761155869628423.post-85974418844275357052011-06-02T10:30:00.002-06:002011-06-04T23:17:57.410-06:00One.<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'>I know it's been nearly a month since my last decent post but this one is not going to be much better. <br />
Right now we are living like cavemen with no Internet or TV so I'm using what little bit I get on my phone to write this.<br />
Anyways, that's not the reason for this post. Today my baby turns one. I really can't believe where the time has gone this past year but it has been one amazing year. <br />
Seriously.<br />
This girl has taught me how to love.<br />
Happy first birthday Sage!<br />
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*And since we have no Internet, no pictures today. We'll eventually have something out here in the sticks and then I'll post all about the festivities :)* </div>The Jacksonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05010794899526138312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5822761155869628423.post-74874716458365882602011-05-25T23:38:00.002-06:002011-05-25T23:44:30.327-06:00Wordless Wednesday<div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'><a title='Uploaded from BlogBooster' href='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-2MV9G36nca0/Td3nnJou99I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/PUeS-34cdl0/BB_Photo.png'><img alt='' src='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-2MV9G36nca0/Td3nnJou99I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/PUeS-34cdl0/BB_Photo.png' style='border:none;'/></a><br />
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Home. For now at least :) Ghetto, eh? </div>The Jacksonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05010794899526138312noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5822761155869628423.post-10522158364056384212011-05-11T10:29:00.003-06:002011-05-11T10:38:06.168-06:00Wordless Wednesday<div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZPzVPjCzoLM/Tcq4xf5OttI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Djlq93raUdE/BB_Photo.png" title="Uploaded from BlogBooster"><img alt="" height="400" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_ZPzVPjCzoLM/Tcq4xf5OttI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Djlq93raUdE/BB_Photo.png" style="border: medium none;" width="298" /> </a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">This girl is getting snoooooooopy!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Oh and we're moving! More details to come :) <span id="BB_SIGN_BEGIN"> </span> </div></div>The Jacksonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05010794899526138312noreply@blogger.com0