tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83362862962414230422024-02-07T06:01:20.216-06:00Polka Dots and Mommy Thoughtstaking it one breath at a timemrscannedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01238591014306581138noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8336286296241423042.post-35343442907521411712011-11-23T11:45:00.000-06:002011-11-23T11:45:58.276-06:00Days 17-23<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Day 17: I am thankful for the technology that enables me to have my daily morning conversations with my dad - I wouldn't trade it for anything.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Day 18: I am thankful for the freedom to believe in Who I choose and to worship Who I choose - I am no where close to the relationship that I need, but it's a daily goal...I am blessed beyond measure.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Day 19: I am thankful that I started getting my Christmas decorations up - I have to get a jump start this year so that it's all done for Parker's party!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Day 20: I am thankful for my body - yup, with all of it's imperfections and things that need to tighten up and shrink in, but without it, I wouldn't be able to get up and do all the things that I do on a daily basis.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Day 21: I am thankful for laughter - laughing makes everything seem better!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Day 22: I am SO thankful for 2 day work weeks!! :0)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Day 23: I am thankful for my morning - laying in bed with my baby, cooking with Christmas carols on in the background...heaven!</span>mrscannedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01238591014306581138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8336286296241423042.post-12167925481983914392011-11-16T21:43:00.000-06:002011-11-16T21:43:39.067-06:00Day 16...<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I am thankful for my husband's willingness, drive, and desire to loose weight and lower his blood pressure...his motivation is what keeps me going and my motivation will keep him going! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Here's to a healthy lifestyle!</span>mrscannedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01238591014306581138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8336286296241423042.post-46199087228619650642011-11-15T21:28:00.000-06:002011-11-15T21:28:48.638-06:00Days 1-15...late<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I am always late to the party, but here we go:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Day 1: Considering it's Parker's 11 Month Birthday - I am thankful for my sweet, entertaining, healthy, amazing baby boy!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Day 2: My husband - he puts up with all of my annoying little ticks and still supports and loves me for that...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Day 3: My job - sometimes I hate that I have to drop off my son, while I raise someone else's kid, but then I remember, this is were God wants me...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Day 4: </span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Large Diet Cokes from Sonic - they are my Friday treat and make Friday's that much more sweeter...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Day 5: Instant connections and the strength, courage, and ability to make that friendship grow...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Day 6: </span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">My friends - they may be few and far between, but I love them all dearly!</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Day 7: Gigi and her willingness and devotion to my sweet angel baby...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Day 8: Gigi again because without her, my living room would STILL not be painted...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Day 9: My 7:15 morning phone calls with my daddy - we may not solve the problems of the world, but we sure try!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Day 10: Pintrest - yes, I went there...I freaking LOVE this website...it's my drug of choice</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Day 11: Our Veterans, their families and the sacrifices that they have made for my freedom</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Day 12: Kane's job and the things that it has enabled us to do together</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Day 13: Coffee - it makes late nights and early mornings managable</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Day 14: 6 hour car drives where I can get lost in my thoughts and prayers</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Day 15: PAYDAY - enough said... </span>mrscannedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01238591014306581138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8336286296241423042.post-7637207141844206762011-11-07T21:27:00.001-06:002011-11-07T21:27:00.660-06:00Reunion Time...<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">This weekend was Kane's 10 year high school reunion. I can't believe that it has been 10 years since he graduated...that means that it was 10 years ago that my brother graduated...which means my 10 year reunion is just around the corner - yikesssss!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">He lived in Wichita Falls and graduated from Ryder, so we drove down Friday afternoon and met his parents and grandmother to make the trade. What trade? Ohhhh yes friends, I forgot to mention that Parker is spending the week, yes WEEK, in Dallas with GiGi and Dougles. I know, I am very proud of myself too...it is great for everyone involved but it's still incredibly hard - I miss my little man. Anywho, we made the trade and Kane and I hightailed it to the Ryder/Old High (long time rivals) football game to see if Kane remembered anyone...he actually did - I was quite impressed!! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I was really excited to meet one of his classmates in particular - Angie...there is an incredibly funny story behind my desire to meet her, but I will not divulge that info because it could totally be construed into something that it's not...just trust me when I say it was <span style="font-size: large;">hi-sterical! <span style="font-size: small;">After I met Angie and her husband, we hit it off instantly and I haven't laughed this hard or this much in a realllllyyy long time - </span></span>we had an incredible time this weekend and I am pretty sure that we have made friends for life...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">It was a great weekend and a great distraction from missing my little monster!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">With the onset of Fall, I couldn't wait to take Parker to the pumpkin patch and pick pumpkins and practice my photography skills (ha!). There is a fantastic little pumpkin patch in Floydada, which is about 30 minutes from Plainview. They have cute little places to take pictures and they always have great prices on pumpkins. So a few Saturdays ago, we dressed in our best Fall attire, loaded up the Jeep and hit the trails...Parker's girlfriend came too! Here are some ADORABLE pictures that I took in complete manual mode - holla! Unfortunately, you can tell that they are amateur photos taken in manual mode... </span><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Last weekend was a big weekend! It was my birthday on Saturday and then it was my school's Harvest Festival. We decided to take Parker in his costume. My dad was going to stay with him while I worked the cake walk. Needless to say, Parker was NOT in the best mood that night...it's really my fault because he didn't get a good afternoon nap and it was hot and loud in the gym. Then Monday was Halloween! Parker and I went Trick-or-Treating with the kids from daycare on Monday afternoon. Then, all three of us went Monday night. I, of course, had an impromptu photo shoot in the front yard. Here are some pictures of Parks in his Halloween outfit and then with his costume:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1rmWOil4m2CdEg7TgzVo57QlZMaUt03OF-HiAPegkCZVZjKGUDJgXgnmlfKpBgybYbhMswaLFeOZBWFLtU9xEnijePTnGvcZIDDlnZUamv_8FGFlbgGGlS1hVgpjoabcorQZq45JOF6qb/s1600/IMG_1675.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1rmWOil4m2CdEg7TgzVo57QlZMaUt03OF-HiAPegkCZVZjKGUDJgXgnmlfKpBgybYbhMswaLFeOZBWFLtU9xEnijePTnGvcZIDDlnZUamv_8FGFlbgGGlS1hVgpjoabcorQZq45JOF6qb/s320/IMG_1675.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">This was at daycare - I couldn't get all my stuff on my camera to line up, sooooo it's more than just a little bright...oops!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0Sb1T4OkKWQEDaft4JybxaRKiVYkCcFpAN7Cx53EiS02Ccizru0JkjE8WjIl7gZNjiSIlvEIEh5o8-nKtb3du9ZPkDzt6UKtG647ZQ_moCCG95z8c5eDX8_zMmd-Nrcs5e5SQ5zb9Mjct/s1600/IMG_1703.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0Sb1T4OkKWQEDaft4JybxaRKiVYkCcFpAN7Cx53EiS02Ccizru0JkjE8WjIl7gZNjiSIlvEIEh5o8-nKtb3du9ZPkDzt6UKtG647ZQ_moCCG95z8c5eDX8_zMmd-Nrcs5e5SQ5zb9Mjct/s320/IMG_1703.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Mommy's Little Ghost</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijVWtl1AZl5AQuCLm6n31FETi4dHjV6zfZr_jwktEVq8Ru8S43n-zw37eVqmIleu73xVAbrXoJuidPcyj3abuNu1C5ylIOqma2JZhI4T8jRrqvYDYwUFTvJgtrPaUaV1I7I_xWxqPza_Lz/s1600/IMG_1706.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijVWtl1AZl5AQuCLm6n31FETi4dHjV6zfZr_jwktEVq8Ru8S43n-zw37eVqmIleu73xVAbrXoJuidPcyj3abuNu1C5ylIOqma2JZhI4T8jRrqvYDYwUFTvJgtrPaUaV1I7I_xWxqPza_Lz/s320/IMG_1706.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Love that toothy grin!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiVE4L-dR5mru0EIEXmv0AYadqaDlNNewrwK2AmT01d2nKpxU16RHFAUOcgR9X7Dnm0_IoaXJsC1QNwezlc1Tyl6Kmeu1ETaP-KmlB5hEYF-d2bMlRLkr-y75thZCp-2dhHGpCOBq5nQX6/s1600/IMG_1713.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiVE4L-dR5mru0EIEXmv0AYadqaDlNNewrwK2AmT01d2nKpxU16RHFAUOcgR9X7Dnm0_IoaXJsC1QNwezlc1Tyl6Kmeu1ETaP-KmlB5hEYF-d2bMlRLkr-y75thZCp-2dhHGpCOBq5nQX6/s320/IMG_1713.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Loved the stick in the background until I noticed it looked like it was growing out of his head...maybe that's what Wes was talking about in my photography class...??</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlt4RndqabiF1s6IF-FQLP5ncDmBQTxwEX7S0EupYmuyje-lqP7MfNQ-DBCUbsv3okQ5XY526LcfM1QJgqTjB6IXIUkHlmIcTDnfNV1MvR1L1AdzntRdhBSNtZcUiI52C875gHzuXQ8zGk/s1600/IMG_1724.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlt4RndqabiF1s6IF-FQLP5ncDmBQTxwEX7S0EupYmuyje-lqP7MfNQ-DBCUbsv3okQ5XY526LcfM1QJgqTjB6IXIUkHlmIcTDnfNV1MvR1L1AdzntRdhBSNtZcUiI52C875gHzuXQ8zGk/s320/IMG_1724.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Parker loved carrying around the little buckets I had</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh706mTNNpfmHQ2EgtF5d_EGce1s1t2KmZL18D8X_GLpebPb-EzCvd0yRr7QJ-qL9sOOJj1up_bqEzkythr1yw0ZfImuO4FcoDhtfcPVC0Ndb8GDPLM1B19mRJHR5Mu3DX_EiJfU4K9v3Jd/s1600/IMG_1736.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh706mTNNpfmHQ2EgtF5d_EGce1s1t2KmZL18D8X_GLpebPb-EzCvd0yRr7QJ-qL9sOOJj1up_bqEzkythr1yw0ZfImuO4FcoDhtfcPVC0Ndb8GDPLM1B19mRJHR5Mu3DX_EiJfU4K9v3Jd/s320/IMG_1736.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Parker and Daddy</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIIo8l6AWzwEYi4HwA4-vDrQYjVlTZax9o48Iv5-AJRstWfqtoWACcMRi4b4v9_aOSn1sMQSwunAc9IsAPwTgJoSkJDUZd4t3rhVs4zy9tBQDEW_glxER8bVMrqPXhbVLWk_Qh_fLPXcn-/s1600/IMG_1756.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIIo8l6AWzwEYi4HwA4-vDrQYjVlTZax9o48Iv5-AJRstWfqtoWACcMRi4b4v9_aOSn1sMQSwunAc9IsAPwTgJoSkJDUZd4t3rhVs4zy9tBQDEW_glxER8bVMrqPXhbVLWk_Qh_fLPXcn-/s320/IMG_1756.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">My Little Monkey</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Happy Fall Y'all!</span> </span></div>mrscannedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01238591014306581138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8336286296241423042.post-63700021032865587052011-10-18T20:59:00.000-05:002011-10-18T20:59:50.449-05:00We Plan...God Laughs<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Happy Tuesday ~ I hope all is well with you and yours!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Kane and I have been meeting with a financial planner for the last couple of months. It's quite comical because we don't have any financials to plan, but that's neither here nor there. Anyway, one of the things that he has recommended to us is life insurance, which got us onto the topic of a <span style="font-size: large;">will</span>...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">The thought of having to make the decision of who gets the <span style="font-size: large;">pleasure</span> of raising Parker brings tears to my eyes and chills to my arms...he's <span style="font-size: x-large;">my</span> baby ~ <span style="font-size: x-large;">I</span> am the one who gets to do that...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Would they know that...he loves when you talk into his belly and his back...he doesn't like to lay down in the bathtub...he hated water when he was tiny, but now loves it and would really prefer to drink out of your cup...he likes to chew on the nebulizer hose while you give him breathing treatments...he snores because his allergies are bad...his favorite song is "You are my Sunshine"...he likes his milk warmed, not hot, not cold...he doesn't like his bottom patted, but his back rubbed and that he wants to hold your hand while you rock him...he needs all of his "slippies" in his crib with him...would they even know what his "slippy" is?!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">So, I am going to throw a 2 year tantrum and say <span style="font-size: x-large;">NO!</span> I don't want anyone else to do my job of taking care of my baby... </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">We</span> can do all the planning that <span style="font-size: xx-small;">we</span> want and continue thinking that <span style="font-size: xx-small;">we</span> are in control - the whole time that <span style="font-size: xx-small;">we</span> are down here, <span style="font-size: x-large;">God</span> is up there shaking <span style="font-size: x-large;">His</span> head and laughing because <span style="font-size: x-large;">He</span> knows that <span style="font-size: x-large;">He</span> is the only one in control...I can pitch my little fit (haha) but I have to fully trust in Him that He has the divine and perfect plan for me and mine...so today and everyday, I will continue to pray for strength to trust in Him...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">On a brighter note, my birthday is next week!! Yay for me... :0)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> </span>mrscannedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01238591014306581138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8336286296241423042.post-42214035574279893792011-10-12T21:15:00.000-05:002011-10-12T21:15:28.333-05:00Well Hello...<div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Yes, I am still alive and yes, I still stink at this whole blogging thing - maybe I can double up my efforts and get better?! Let me tell ya, if you're still reading, I still think, "Oh, I need to remember to blog about that!" or "This is going to make a great post...someday!" I have had a running ticker of things to blog about since, oh, July, but I never made the time to actually write them. Mainly because when I finally get the beast (that would be Parker - ha) down, I either want to sit and drool (ok - maybe not drool, but you get it...) or brush my teeth and crawl into bed...oh the life...ha!</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">So, here's the update in Cannedy's Corner:</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">1. Parker is <span style="font-size: large;">10 months</span> (tear) and <span style="font-size: x-large;">walking</span> (double tear)!! He has been walking for about 3 weeks now...he's smart...aaaand I am in TROUBLE! :0)</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">2. Kane's mother was here for a week and it was <span style="font-size: large;">wonderful</span> - GiGi and Parks bonded and it was so special. The progress that Parker made was amazing.</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">3. I am now teaching 3rd Grade. It has been the best decision that I have made in my professional career. I absolutely LOVE who I work with - they are special ladies...</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">4. I took a small step towards a future goal on Saturday...I took a photography class. It was great, hard, but great. Look for future posts on my VERY elementary photos.</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">5. <span style="font-size: x-small;">Humble Pie</span>...that was going to be a post in itself...I ate a <span style="font-size: x-large;">HUUUUGE</span> serving of that this summer...I did 3 things that I said I would NEVER do: 1) I traded in the Trailblazer for a...car. It is a Chrysler 300. I call it the pimp wagon...I couldn't be more happy with it! 2) I bit the bullet and joined Facebook. Yup, that was the hardest piece of pie to eat. Now, I open and close it like, a million times. Oi. </div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">6. I have decided that the majority of my Christmas gifts this year will be things that I have made...yup, good plan.</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">7. I am sadly, ridiculously, unabashedly addicted to Pintrest. Holy Moly - that is the coolest thing E.V.E.R.</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">8. I lost 10 pounds in July by running and doing P90X. Then I stopped nursing and I gained every. single. pound. back.</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">9. I have a fantastic secret, but I can't tell you...yet. Oi.</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">10. Parker is going to spend 7 nights, in a row, away from me in November and I am so <span style="font-size: x-large;">anxious</span> about it - he has only spent 2 nights away from me and they were spread out.</div><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">11. I have started planning Parker's birthday party (triple tear).</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">12. It's 9:15, which is 15 minutes past my bedtime - night night!</span>mrscannedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01238591014306581138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8336286296241423042.post-75427123642748645732011-07-19T23:45:00.000-05:002011-07-19T23:45:03.582-05:00Pool Time<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I am a swimmer...you couldn't tell it by looking at me, but it's true, I am! We grew up with a pool in our backyard (thanks Poppy!) From about mid-May until late September, Nathan, myself, and my dad were always in the pool. Some of the best memories that I have are from that pool. I want Parker to have the same memories that I have. Well not the same, but you know what I mean - look back on his childhood and say, "Remember when..." just like my family and I do. Not only did we have a pool, but I spent all 4 years of my high school career on the swim team...loved it and loathed it...loved to be in the water, loathed the early morning practices...I digress, I want Parker to love the water just as much as I do, so exposing him to the water is my plan to make him love it! Ha - great plan, right?! <br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">On Saturday, the fam went to the pool at the country club. We went early enough that we had the entire pool to ourselves! We didn't have to worry about kids splashing or us being in the way -<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"> it was </span>marvelous</span>! The first time we went, it was the very beginning of June and the water was NOT warm at all...Parks was a trooper and enjoyed it as much as he could. I decided to buy a blow up pool for our play dates with my mommy friends and their kids and he was NOT having that water, so I was a little apprehensive about taking him back, but he <span style="font-size: large;">LOVED</span> the water this time around!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Here are some pictures from Saturday:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> </span>mrscannedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01238591014306581138noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8336286296241423042.post-57129604146825337222011-07-14T09:09:00.000-05:002011-07-14T09:09:25.354-05:00New Find<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Everyone who knows me, knows that I am addicted to reality TV, jewelry, and blogs...among many other things! The blog tab under my bookmark tab on my computer is ridiculously long and I unabashedly stalk each and every one! A new blog that I found is AH-MAZING! Jen at <a href="http://tatertotsandjello.com/">tatertotsandjello.com</a> is so warm, creative, and her projects - ah! She is featuring a great giveaway right now from <a href="http://janeandme.com/">janeandme.com</a></span>. <span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I would definitely recommend checking out both places!</span>mrscannedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01238591014306581138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8336286296241423042.post-38324298921683330072011-07-13T17:41:00.000-05:002011-07-13T17:41:42.326-05:007 Months and 3 Years<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">My oh my, this post is long overdue...again!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Things have been a bit cray cray around the Cannedy Household...summer school, getting a new room ready (no not baby - classroom)...all on top of the Parks man. What has been going on you ask (pretend that you did...)? Well, let me enlighten you!</span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0BFCqWPydDI6nNkMwiVG3PxgKQGB90n8jKGchCzTDq5raPP-s2G7ZRK9itk_T8KdsLEMi7XkcBBLbR9b6-D7fwSoEzmZi4H_GcZ1q48flfpl1u9y2UMBu2jnFKXPb0nU2qEgDfw9fXHaD/s1600/IMG_0973.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0BFCqWPydDI6nNkMwiVG3PxgKQGB90n8jKGchCzTDq5raPP-s2G7ZRK9itk_T8KdsLEMi7XkcBBLbR9b6-D7fwSoEzmZi4H_GcZ1q48flfpl1u9y2UMBu2jnFKXPb0nU2qEgDfw9fXHaD/s320/IMG_0973.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">This is 7 Month Parker...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEictd9N1mY_8xMCO5Op7GXlDVNwnr8qtVvy53oT_4VynqiIhX21QzhhyphenhyphenZfEGfYhUUJoHYvoET0USIhYl5Qh_hGZKE2eh5lFV4KNlfnsR5FYvkOQsSgBQtdNhnhRHUZ2LCVfv7Mb5Y9y2UUW/s1600/IMG_1008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEictd9N1mY_8xMCO5Op7GXlDVNwnr8qtVvy53oT_4VynqiIhX21QzhhyphenhyphenZfEGfYhUUJoHYvoET0USIhYl5Qh_hGZKE2eh5lFV4KNlfnsR5FYvkOQsSgBQtdNhnhRHUZ2LCVfv7Mb5Y9y2UUW/s320/IMG_1008.JPG" width="223" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> And this is 7 Month Momma - YIKES!</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Needless to say, 7 month Parker has been a little tough on his momma! Between the frustrations of teething and trying to crawl, my normally happy baby has been extra fussy and very temperamental...NOT unlike his momma! HAHAHA! Parker has one tooth about to break through and one not far behind. I am hoping that it happens soon because I hate that he hurts and I can't do anything for him - breaks my heart. However, I have some REALLY exciting news - on Monday, July 11th, my sweet baby boy crawled for the first time. It is such a bundle of emotions. I am so glad that he is progressing and reaching milestones, but I am so sad that he is not my little baby anymore AND I am not going to be able to leave him in the floor and run to the next room quickly and know that he is going to be just where I left him. Kane and I will be Parker-proofing the house this weekend...I hope I don't forget how to unlatch the toilet lock! Ha </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Now, on another note...3 years ago, Kane and I were doing this:</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiconMD7kRqDTXvP16GHhuiLHK7Jd3etdwg_7n2iPwM85_rirRm-YcQTVync2ZFAXxWdjhc3Sesgn34JXjjB2TYtPugFqcieEZF6dzlSZRr7jPTpoZb9adCf8oL46v0Kc5EaLy0QTgYbG55/s1600/HC10264.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiconMD7kRqDTXvP16GHhuiLHK7Jd3etdwg_7n2iPwM85_rirRm-YcQTVync2ZFAXxWdjhc3Sesgn34JXjjB2TYtPugFqcieEZF6dzlSZRr7jPTpoZb9adCf8oL46v0Kc5EaLy0QTgYbG55/s320/HC10264.JPG" width="296" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> That's right...3 years ago, Kane made the best decision of his life - HA! We had a great evening. We had dinner and then went to see Transformers in 3D - AH-MAZING!!!!!! Plus, Parker got to spend the night at his nana's house - thank goodness for grandmothers...I got to sleep allllll night and so did Parker! I sure am grateful that he slept all night for Monda and thankful that we have such great people in our lives.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">That's about all that's happening right about now...I do have a couple of fun posts coming up soon, so check back soon!</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> </span></div>mrscannedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01238591014306581138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8336286296241423042.post-15455557356005918472011-06-04T21:59:00.000-05:002011-06-04T21:59:15.389-05:00My Obsession...<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I have to <span style="font-size: large;">confess<span style="font-size: small;">. I have several obsessions (reality TV, organizing things, root beer, the Hubs, Baby P, morning phone calls with my daddy, shoes...)</span> </span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: large;">BUT<span style="font-size: small;"> my main one is <span style="font-size: x-large;">jewelry</span>...it's kind of a problem...I love, Love, LOVE it. I am always looking for new ways to organize it because I have so much that I forget about this piece or that piece...SO when I saw a tweet from Little Miss Momma (I'm kinda obsessed with her blog..maybe I should add it to the list...?)about a DIY of her Pottery Barn jewelry holder, I knew I had to make it! </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><u>3-Tiered Jewelry Holder Supplies</u>:</span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">4 glass candle holders</span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">3 metal trays</span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">Epoxy (I used Gorilla Glue Epoxy)</span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">Spray Paint (I used white)</span></span></span><br />
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<tr style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I mixed up the epoxy and glued two candlesticks together and then onto a tray with holes. I glued the other drilled tray to the top of that. Then, the other two candlesticks were glued together and then to the bottom of the middle tray. Once it was dry, I spray painted it white.</td></tr>
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<tr style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here is what my earrings were on before. I made this over 4 years ago. It worked and was cute when all the gems were on it.</td></tr>
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<tr style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And here is what holds my earrings now! It turned out great! I had to use one hole for each pair of earrings because yes I have that many and yes, they are color co-ordinated! I put what I wear the most on the trays. Trust me - it's not anywhere near all of my jewelry. See what it's sitting on...?? That's a jewelry armoire...ha</td></tr>
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<tr style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here are some of my necklaces. They are on hangers in the closet. Any ideas on how to hang those better?</td></tr>
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<tr style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My bracelets. I use a plastic shoe rack to hold those - I can see all of them and the colors can be put together...</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I showed the Hubs and he was impressed: </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Me: "Now, that's not all of my jewelry..."</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Hubs: "I know."</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Me: "I think I have a problem..."<br />
Hubs: "Uh, ya think? Jewelry and shoes."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: small;">There is a lot of it that I don't wear and I could get rid of it, but I am saving it...for my daughter. <span style="font-size: x-large;">NO<span style="font-size: small;">, I am not pregnant, but I know that someday God will bless us with a little girl and she will want to play dress up with Mommy's jewels...sentimental - most definitely! pack rat - uhhh duh, but I come by it honestly, ahem...wink wink </span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<tr style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our dining room table/craft table - a mess! See the chair on the right - that is another project - paint and recover...there's four of them.</td></tr>
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<tr style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I did manage to start on Parker's onesies while he took a nap. Two onesies and two iron-on transfers.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> </td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> </td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> </td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> </td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> </td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> </td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Directions say to trim around the transfer and so I must oblige.</td></tr>
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<tr style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is what I got...Disaster - why do I even attempt iron-ons...?? Every time I try them, I fail. Miserably.</td></tr>
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</tbody></table><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> So, on the crafty front...<span style="font-size: large;">disaster<span style="font-size: small;">. On the mommy front...<span style="font-size: x-large;">awesome!<span style="font-size: small;"> We had a trip to Walmart, some great tummy time, and a lot of singing and dancing while lunch was cooking. Tomorrow's post is an idea I snagged from <a href="http://littlemissmomma.blogspot.com/">Little Miss Momma</a>. </span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">bathing suit</span>.</span><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I have never been a bathing suit person - which is kinda ironic because I grew up with a swimming pool and also spent 4 years in high school in a bathing suit (varsity swimmer and lifeguard)...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Being pregnant really did a number on my body (not alone in this situation)- it was hard on me physically, emotionally, really every -lly way that it could possibly be...I loved every moment of being pregnant...almost. I will be honest, there were times that I cried because I felt like that giant cow in the pasture that I passed on my way to work, but I had to be reminded (thanks Hubs and Daddy) that it was all for a good reason - Parker...let me tell ya, I earned every stretch mark and ounce of fat that was placed on my body! When I get down on myself when I look in the mirror - like today when I bought my bathing suit, all I have to do is look down and see those chubby cheeks smiling up at me and I am reminded, that is why I have this jiggly tummy and it's okay with me - it goes along with the 4 inch roots, acne scars, dark circles and the <span style="font-size: large;">wrinkles</span>...yes the <span style="font-size: x-large;">wrinkles</span>...but it all compliments my smile, my eyes, my humor and my personality...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Ok - so here is where I am going with this. Body issues have plagued me since I don't know when - no amount of flattery and praise has/will change(d) that. I hate that about myself - not that I am the only one that struggles with that...it's society...we have done this to ourselves. I see girls in my elementary struggle with these same issues, some in 1st, more in 2nd, lots in 3rd, but most in the 4th grade - HOW SAD?! How do we help these girls understand that you don't have to fit into this "perfect" mold - there is no "perfect" - we can go back to the old adage "beauty is in the eye of the beholder"...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><a href="http://littlemissmomma.blogspot.com/">Little Miss Momma</a> tweeted about this <a href="http://www.cardiganempire.com/2011/05/beauty-full-tuesday-nina-of.html">post</a> yesterday - just in time for me to read it before I bought a bathing suit today. How perfect - I wish that I had that frame of mind..one day I will - mark my words. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">I am beautiful</span>. Maybe this will be my mantra and a # on my life list/101 things to do that I am working on...</span>mrscannedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01238591014306581138noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8336286296241423042.post-41551550854218444592011-05-31T21:34:00.000-05:002011-05-31T21:34:19.525-05:00Memorial Day Weekend<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; font-size: small;">Thank you to our military men and women and their daily sacrifices. May God <span style="font-size: large;">bless</span> you and yours. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">How was everyone's weekend? Ours was great - here is the rundown!</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><u>Saturday</u>:</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Gigi and Dougles were in town - that is Kane's mom and stepdad...</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I had to work so they were on baby duty...I know, I know - tough job!</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Fish Fry at Nana and PawPaw's house - Monda and Clifford...man time for the boys and mom time for the girls...it was great!</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><u>Sunday</u>:</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Church</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Lunch </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Date Night - woohoo! It was so weird - what do we do, what do we talk about, how do we act??! It made us wonder, what was life like pre-Parker..? We saw <u>The Hangover II</u> - it was <span style="font-size: large;">hysterical</span>! Then we went to Walmart and Hastings - it was too early to go home, so we went to Chili's to have a drink and some appetizers - there isn't much to do in Plainview, but we made the best of a free babysitter! </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><u>Monday</u>:</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Parker woke up sick...at 1 AM...enough said.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Not a lot of action, but it was GREAT! I love family time!!</span></div>mrscannedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01238591014306581138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8336286296241423042.post-64004460897496264242011-05-31T21:10:00.000-05:002011-05-31T21:10:39.219-05:00Last Day of School<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">You know how you countdown for Christmas and take each ornament out of the advent calendar and hang it on your tree and then when it is <span style="font-size: x-large;">finally</span> Christmas you feel that letdown or how you start your birthday month countdown and you mark through the days and then it's your birthday and you kinda feel like "what now"..? Surely I am <span style="font-size: large;">not <span style="font-size: small;">the only one that gets a birthday month, right?! I digress, </span></span>that is how I feel - Friday was the last day of school. It was a very emotional day...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">1. The next time that I drop off my sweet boy, he will be too big to carry in in his car seat. He will be almost 9 months! He will (hopefully) be crawling and be closing in on 1 year...I now know how my dad felt with each milestone in my life - each step closer to me being a grown - each step to Parker being a big boy. I know that I need to be glad that he is growing and accomplishing and trust me, I am, but it is still waaaaaaaaay hard to let him grow!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">2. I am saying good-bye to a very life-changing year. I started out the year just a teacher and I ended it as a mom.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">3. While I was on bed-rest, there was plenty of time to think about things and lots of stuff became VERY clear to me. I learned who were my true friends and who were not - I was surprised by several people and true colors were shown by others. I want the <span style="font-size: large;">few</span> people from my school that called, texted, and/or came by to know that I truly appreciate you - I can never fully express how deeply it touched me.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">4. I had one parent that throughout the year became more of a friend than a parent. We had daily e-mail convos (SHHH - don't tell my boss!) She e-mailed me on a consistent basis while I was gone just to check on me and let me know how much I was missed. Both that mom and child will forever be in my heart.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">5. Drama - that is the one word that I would use to describe this year. No matter what I did, it followed me and because of that, I had to do some <span style="font-size: large;">major<span style="font-size: small;"> soul-searching, mirror looking, action revamping work on myself and that is where we will leave that.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">SO<span style="font-size: small;">, let me make this one last point and I will be done rambling...even though I had a very emotional day on Friday, <span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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Stay tuned to see what happens! :0) </span></span> </span>mrscannedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01238591014306581138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8336286296241423042.post-48083719721201507092011-05-22T21:35:00.000-05:002011-05-22T21:35:52.680-05:00What Weekend?!<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">It's Sunday already and I want to know, What Weekend?! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Here is a rundown of the weekend:</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Saturday was a GREAT day! I got to play hostess because all of my family was at our house. The morning started bright and early at 6:45, when my angel woke up and was ready for his mommy. We ate breakfast, played, had a breathing treatment, and took a nap. Then, my dad, Judy (GF), Nathan (brother), Alissa (GF - LOVE HER), Kara (Dad's GF daughter) and Daniel (Kara's BF)- did you follow all that? - all came over for homemade pizza and Nathan and Alissa brought cake balls - DELISH! After lunch, Kane went back to the golf course, Nathan slept on the couch, and Alissa and I talked (love her) while everyone else went to Amarillo for a dance recital. Parker got in on the talking action too! Did I mention that I love, Love, LOVE Alissa? I have had a crazy hankering to get back to Goodwill to see what I could find, so when Nathan and his better half headed back to Lubbock, Kane and I loaded up Parker and went to Goodwill. Last week while doing my daily blog stalking, I found my next project <a href="http://lifelovelarson.blogspot.com/2011/05/ruffled-burlap-lampshade.html">here</a> and I needed a lamp. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Here is what I found:</span><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I started on it while Parker played on the floor, but I didn't get to finish it. I will share the finished product hopefully this week! I was just so excited about my find that I needed to show it off!</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">On to Sunday...my day started at 7:30!! HOLLA! This is the latest that I have slept in I don't even know how long - it was AH-MAY-ZING! We got up, had breakfast, played on the floor, and played hookey from church - Dada is sick...:0( Kane slept a bunch and Parker slept a <strike>bunch</strike> little. I have started this horribly bad habit of napping with Parker in the recliner on the weekends - he needs the sleep and so did I. So now, Parker will only nap when I am holding him. Oops, do you think I will get anything done this summer?! We will break that habit...eventually. Confession: I did the following project instead of the mountain of laundry and the countertopS full of dishes...I needed this...really, I did!</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNAYuZu5IAlrI4kOXqVyGfank-rFp9SH2pqpNWEgyztXjETa0kxMIY7bH1zBaSPOBIqv-S4jKNB0gkW6-NPNvFpywRILH9SlcU7Ne9JAOpSWRu89qsRHNtUI55Yu5ncRdg7vkysauRCdTE/s1600/IMG_0332.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNAYuZu5IAlrI4kOXqVyGfank-rFp9SH2pqpNWEgyztXjETa0kxMIY7bH1zBaSPOBIqv-S4jKNB0gkW6-NPNvFpywRILH9SlcU7Ne9JAOpSWRu89qsRHNtUI55Yu5ncRdg7vkysauRCdTE/s320/IMG_0332.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">You are looking at 2 things: my awesome red door that I painted right before Easter and my awesome wreath! The before picture is below...</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">MMMMMMKKKKK, I have a question for ALLLLLLLLL of my blog readers (sarcastic tone was implied), how in the WORLD do you have time to craft and take care of a baby and do the laundry and do the dishes and cook supper and take a shower? In my blog stalking, yes I am now a reality TV/blog addicted/1st grade teacher/mommy of one/wife of one...I digress...I see all of these AH-MAY-ZING projects that I want to do, but I just don't have time, so how do y'all do it? I need that creative outlet, but when do you have time? So if there is anybody out there that is reading this, do you have an answer....??</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
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</div>mrscannedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01238591014306581138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8336286296241423042.post-57951625347413436342011-05-19T21:01:00.000-05:002011-05-19T21:01:28.225-05:00Baby Food<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Ok - long story short, about 2 1/2 years ago, my mother-in-law sent me link to this <a href="http://www.toysrus.com/product/index.jsp?productId=3772690">baby food maker</a> and I have saved it, thinking that I would make my own baby food with that exact appliance. Well for Mother's Day, she got it for me! Thanks Gigi!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Fast forward to Saturday, Kane and I decided to make a vegetable garden. Actually, I decided, so Kane had to oblige! I looked up how to make a raised bed because I didn't want Layla to be able to get into it. Plus, I didn't really want to have to dig up a spot in our backyard, blah blah blah. So we went to our local lumber store and got 5 - 2x6x12 treated boards and some screws. Then we went to Gebo's (Kane's company...there are 17 stores across Texas and New Mexico...so much more than a farm and ranch store and no they don't pay me for shameless plugs) to get 3 bags of each of the following: top soil, composted manure, and garden soil and some seeds (green beans, cucumbers, peas). Then we stopped at the nursery and got strawberry, tomato, and squash plants. We decided to make the bed 4 feet by 4 feet and 6 inches deep. Kane measured, cut, and drilled. I emptied and spread and planted and below are the fruits of our labor! </span><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Fast forward to Monday afternoon - Parker and I went out back to water in our veggies and swing and I noticed that the dirt was all messed up and a plant on the ground. So Parker and I walked over to see what was wrong and what do I find...?? Two of my strawberry plants are on the ground, one missing tomato plant and all my rows with seeds are mixed around. Layla. Ohhhhh Layla. Why are you so mean to your momma?! I was crushed. I was so stinking excited about that dumb garden. I tried to fix it as best as I could. On Tuesday afternoon, I went back out to water it and my squash plants were missing and the one remaining tomato plant was laying on it's side and there was a GIANT hole where she dug out the dirt. I guess that we are either going to have to put up a fence...this saga is most def to be continued.</span></div>mrscannedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01238591014306581138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8336286296241423042.post-20796594358029952472011-05-10T07:04:00.000-05:002011-05-10T07:04:29.967-05:00A Great Way To Start Your Day...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinTPECQNECQSNQaEb_ESyvGhC6k_U4ycF3IF61hN8I93kgpqVq9ya8_B3aDcfv_8oUzaTO0cf5d_wFhKgs-i1XfteBwP6oo7Y06v5b_7G0E2nm9hfXyRqqEsFF-w8RHzXXEqYiTNZwyEcN/s1600/IMG_9295e-bw.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinTPECQNECQSNQaEb_ESyvGhC6k_U4ycF3IF61hN8I93kgpqVq9ya8_B3aDcfv_8oUzaTO0cf5d_wFhKgs-i1XfteBwP6oo7Y06v5b_7G0E2nm9hfXyRqqEsFF-w8RHzXXEqYiTNZwyEcN/s320/IMG_9295e-bw.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I thought we could all use a pick me up! Plus I had a few minutes before leaving for work! </span>mrscannedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01238591014306581138noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8336286296241423042.post-51412665182755644692011-05-09T20:25:00.000-05:002011-05-09T20:25:34.915-05:00Happy Maddy's Day...and a few Mommy Thoughts<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Happy Maddy's Day..?? Yeup, Maddy's Day...up until this year, it has always been Maddy's Day - Mother+Daddy=Maddy. Without going into all the details, my daddy was the one who raised me. He was my everything, my rock, my best friend until I met Kane. If you know my dad, you know that he is my inspiration for being a better person, teacher, parent. If I can be half the parent he was and is, then I will be successful. So, Happy Maddy's Day, Daddy! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Today marks one week of breathing treatments...I can't really tell if they are working or not, but we will keep on trying. We are getting some sleep, so that is always a positive! Parker is teething REALLY badly; everything goes to his mouth and leaves it covered in baby drool! He is a trooper, but I know that his teeth are really hurting.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Last week, at school, was our annual track meet. Three days of brutal wind and cold in the morning and wicked heat and wind in the afternoon...awesome. Our PE coach is this young, energetic, crazy-athletic girl. I feel like she has brought a breath of fresh air to the gym. Love. Her. Anyway, on Friday after all the field and running events were over, she wanted to have a teacher run. Soooooooo, being the fun and free-spirited teacher that I am, I was game. I lost. Bad. It was embarrassing. Very embarrassing. It was only 100M, but it was enough to make more sore for three days. Ridiculous. Moving on.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">14 days left of school. Thank goodness! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Hop on over to<a href="http://hypheninteriors.blogspot.com/"> http://hypheninteriors.blogspot.com/</a> and check out my next craft project. I am going to try to get it done this week. It depends on the amount of sleep mommy and baby get!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I hope everyone has a fantastic week!</span>mrscannedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01238591014306581138noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8336286296241423042.post-28835452691888901742011-05-03T18:06:00.000-05:002011-05-03T18:06:08.324-05:00Ohhh Breathing Treatments...<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Ok so breathing treatments are supposed to help, right? Well, they helped with his not sleeping problem! We have been up since 12:45. He was bright-eyed and bushy tailed until about 3:30 this morning and then the screaming commenced. Needless to say, the Cannedy household is a little bleary eyed this evening. I know that it was the medicine that made him so alert, so I am hoping that he's had enough treatments to get his body regulated. I gave Parker his last treatment of the day at about 5:15, instead of waiting until right before bed. After supper, mommy and daddy will be hitting the sack with a GIANT prayer going up for some sleep! Sometimes it is hard to remember the bigger picture when you are battling a sleep deprived migraine, but every night of no sleep is sooooo worth it every time Parker looks at me and smiles. Now, with that said, I do like sleep and everyone in my life is much happier when I have had a good 6 hours!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">With all the energy we can muster, it is time for cereal and carrots. Send a prayer up for us! </span>mrscannedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01238591014306581138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8336286296241423042.post-2831811137072375362011-05-02T21:26:00.000-05:002011-05-02T21:26:44.749-05:00Long Time Coming...<div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Holy Moly! It sure has been a while since I have posted anything of relevance...So where shall I start..??</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><u>Easter 2011</u></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">The Easter weekend started off fantastic! No school on Friday AND a clean house - HOLLA!! On Saturday, Kane and I got up and worked in the backyard, cleaning up the mess that the neighbor dog created. Yes she still visits and no, he STILL hasn't fixed his fence to keep her out. Parker was in his swing while we raked away. Then Saturday afternoon, my dad came up to spend the night. I feel so bad because anytime he comes up, the daddy-do list is soooooo long! This time, it was to fix the sprinkler heads...thanks Daddy! :0) It was so nice to have my dad here. Parker loved it and so did my dad! He got to feed him cereal and sweet potatoes and give him his bath - it was wonderful! We got up Sunday morning and got ready for church and started prepping for Sunday lunch. My dad, Judy, my brother, and his girlfriend Alyssa were coming in for lunch - a grand total of 6 plus the baby...I love having a full house of people, especially when I get to do all of the prep work...the last time I had a house full of people, I was on bed rest and had to watch everyone else do all the work...anyway, church was wonderful and so was lunch. I am so glad that everyone was able to come...did I mention that I love Nathan's girlfriend...?! Love. Her. </div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><u>5 Months and Breathing Treatments</u></div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Yesterday, my sweet baby boy turned 5 months old. I didn't get any pictures of him, because we were lazy bones yesterday, but I will get some soon! He has been getting very snotty and coughing a lot over the past week, so I called the doctor today to see what they wanted me to do. I was giving him the same medicine that they gave him from the last time he was sick. Honestly, I was irritated that I had to load him up, drive to Lubbock with gas at $3.77 a gallon...it was supposed to be a day to stay home and snuggle, no school and no worries. Well, thank goodness I did, because my sweet boy has to have breathing treatments. We are basically treating it like allergy induced asthma. He has to have 3-4 treatments a day, with 2 different medicines. It is a lot for his little body to handle and I hope that it will help soon. We did the first treatment before bed tonight and he basically screamed through the whole thing. As I sit here writing, I can hear his horrible coughs through the monitor. I pray that he gets better soon! </div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Here is a picture of his new toy... :0/ </div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><u>Mommy Thoughts #1</u></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">-Parker weighs 17 pounds...that is a two pound gain in one month. He is chunky and I LOVE it! All of it.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">-Yesterday was his 5 Month Birthday. Where has the time gone?!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">-I hate dealing with the insurance company.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">-Sunday is Mother's Day. Remember those mommies who have lost their babies. And those babies with no mommies.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">-There are 19 days left of school. Amen.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">-We need rain. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">-Parker has tried green beans and hates them. He has tried sweet potatoes and is meh about them. He has tried peas and hates them. Tonight he tried carrots and was slightly more meh about them than sweet potatoes. He doesn't like cereal anymore either, yet he still gained 2 pounds..?!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">-I am addicted to reality TV - the trashier the better!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">-I wonder if they make a Nap Nanny in a twin size, because Parker will be in that thing until he goes to college. We broke the swaddle habit, but c'mon people, I need sleep too!<br />
</span>mrscannedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01238591014306581138noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8336286296241423042.post-88999589927503367412011-04-14T21:20:00.000-05:002011-04-14T21:20:59.824-05:00The Countdown..<div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Dear Lord,</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
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</div><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Amen</span>mrscannedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01238591014306581138noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8336286296241423042.post-62684123153443764772011-04-12T22:13:00.000-05:002011-04-12T22:13:14.630-05:00Another First...<div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Checker at United: "She is so cute! How old is she?" </div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> Me: "HE is 4 months." </div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Checker: "Oh wow! He is so big!" REALLY?? C'mon!</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Waitress at Waffle House: "How old is she? She is too cute!"</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Me: "Haha, HE is 4 months."<br />
Waitress: "Oh my goodness, he is big - look at those legs!"</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">MMMMMMMKKKKKKK people, shall we have a quick lesson in SOCIAL SKILLS?! </div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> </div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Last week, Parker went to the doctor for his 4 month shots and check up. At 4 months, babies can start on cereal. There was a part of me that was dreading this first - I was no longer going to be the sole provider of his nutrition. It is one step closer to my baby not being my baby anymore. I know that it sounds like I am doing a lot of "holding onto the past," BUT in my defense, I come by it honestly! Kane was so excited to start cereal because he would be able to feed him and I was excited for him. I have loved every moment of being a mom, even on the days when he wouldn't stop crying or he wouldn't go to sleep. I have so enjoyed watching him grow and learn and going through these "firsts" with my new family.</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">He weighs 14 lbs 15 oz and is 26 inches long - he is a brick house! Parker is perfectly healthy and right on schedule! I couldn't be more proud. I want to stand on the rooftops and shout it out!</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"></span> <span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I told Kane last weekend that we would try out this "crib sleeping" thing this weekend. I just wasn't ready. Parker was, but I wasn't. I needed one more week...all right, honestly, I was hoping that Kane would forget...I am away from him all day and I just want to be close to him even if we are sleeping. I mean, we haven't been apart from each other since last March! Ha - seriously though, being away from him feels like my right arm is missing. Who knew that you could be so attached after just a few short months. However, I digress...back to Friday night. I walked back with the baby to get him ready for his bath and it hit me like a ton of bricks - tonight was THE night. I had tears in my eyes and a knot in my tummy. Fast forward - he slept and I</span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"> didn't...I was waiting to hear his breathing or snoring if you ask Kane! I finally fell asleep and I woke up to his crying because my monitor wasn't working - GREAT! His first night and I can't hear him wake up, so he cried in his crib. I know, I know - it is good for them to cry, but I don't like when my baby cries, especially in a dark, new room all by himself. Did he know that he was alone? Did he know that Layla wasn't at his crib? Did he know that we were in another room? </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Skipping right along, here it is Sunday night and we have all survived. We have a whooooolllleee bunch of "firsts" ahead of us and each one will be equally hard because it means that he is growing up. I know that I can't keep him little forever and I don't want to. I need to learn that I don't always have to prepare myself for his "firsts." These last 4 months have taught me that my OCD brain doesn't need to have a perfect house all the time and there will always be laundry to do and dishes to wash, but Parker will only be this age once, because tomorrow, he will be older. Life goes too fast already, so stop and enjoy the slobber smiles and baby squeals!</span><br />
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</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">My name is Emily. I have been married for 3 years this July to Kane and this last December, we gave birth to our first child, Parker James. Of course, he is the most beautiful, perfect, amazing baby in the whole world - DUH! We have two dogs, Duke and Layla (occasionally, actually, more often than not, the next door neighbor dog, Molly joins us in the backyard) and two turtles. I have been a teacher for 4 1/2 years. There is no doubt in my mind that I was meant to be a teacher. It has been the most trying and rewarding 4 1/2 years to date!</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">I want this blog to be a creative outlet for me. I love to blog hop and read about everybody's lives - I am a bit of a reality TV nut, so blog hopping satisfies that need too!</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">This weekend was full of fun - that post to come...</div><div style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><br />
</div><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Enjoy life!</span>mrscannedyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01238591014306581138noreply@blogger.com0