tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67677615574384381532024-03-12T20:28:22.310-06:00 .............. Feather Pie ...............Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05144828645489736190noreply@blogger.comBlogger235125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767761557438438153.post-35948623851569700912015-07-18T13:38:00.000-06:002015-07-29T13:42:51.632-06:00August's First Birthday<div style="text-align: center;">
Today is August's birthday, he is 1 year old.</div>
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This has been such a crazy, busy, hard, fantastic, wonderful year of many changes, adjustments, accomplishments and good things. We are so thrilled to have August here, he is such a sweet final addition to our family.</div>
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Here he is at only a few hours old.</div>
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And here he is, all snuggled up in his blanket right before we checked out of the hospital to go home. Oh my goodness, I can't get over how sweet and tiny he was!</div>
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I really wanted pictures of him on his actual birthday, so on Saturday morning I dressed him up in the little shortalls I sewed just for him and took him out to the backyard for some photos.</div>
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He was more than happy to stand by the wagon and play with the flag. He
loved being able to wave it around, although a few times he did try to
eat it.</div>
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He is such a happy, easygoing boy and so very funny and sweet, we are all completely crazy about him!</div>
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It's so crazy to me to think that he is 1 year old today. </div>
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Look at this sweet boy! </div>
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His hair just will not be tamed! No matter what I do, it sticks straight up, all on its own. It's so cute!</div>
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Oh that funny smile! He has the cheesiest grin, we love it when he scrunches up his face to smile. We all think he has the best sense of humor because whatever he laughs at, we laugh too because he is just so darn cute we can't help ourselves!</div>
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Happy 1st Birthday August!</div>
Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05144828645489736190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767761557438438153.post-75345240253019150162014-08-31T22:43:00.000-06:002015-07-29T01:43:32.199-06:00August's Blessing Day<div style="text-align: center;">
We blessed August on Sunday, August 31, 2014.<i></i></div>
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He was still struggling to gain weight at this point so his blessing
outfit was Newborn size. He was such a tiny little guy and he was
already 6 weeks old. <i>(Not long after this, he began to really grow and gain weight so he wasn't tiny for long.)</i> </div>
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August wore the little white booties his Grandma Fran made for him.</div>
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Craig blessed him with Pappy, Grandpa Kent, Marky, and Gary in the circle.We had a big family dinner afterwards at our house where we all sat and talked, ate, and let the kids play their little hearts out. It was such a lovely day and we were so thrilled to be able to get together for such a special event.</div>
Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05144828645489736190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767761557438438153.post-92227460515791490212014-07-21T13:02:00.000-06:002015-07-29T01:43:42.021-06:00Meeting Their New Baby BrotherMy Mom brought up the girls to meet their new baby brother that same day, on Friday.<br />
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<i>(Ciel holding baby August)</i></div>
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<i>(Gracen and her cute little grin) </i></div>
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They all took turns holding their new baby, with Jensen being the most adamant that she get to hold him, all of the time.</div>
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She did not want to put him down and kept asking for another turn to hold him the entire time she was there.</div>
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<i>(A few days before August was born, I had made the three youngest girls matching outfits to wear to the hospital, which they were more than excited to wear since they all love matching each other.)</i></div>
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<i>It wasn't long before Reagan got bored of the whole "new baby" thing and began to try to find something else to do. Anything else, really. </i></div>
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She was still cute though, the little punk.</div>
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And yes, Haven was there too, but she was too busy making weird faces into the camera the whole time to bother with being in any of the other pictures. </div>
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What a goof.</div>
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Craig brought the boys by the next day, Saturday morning, to meet their new brother.</div>
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They were a lot more subdued than their sisters, and there was a lot less fighting over who got to hold August too.</div>
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In fact, I may have had to fight to GET them to hold him.</div>
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Oh well, they love their new baby brother, they just don't feel the need to proclaim it to the world.</div>
Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05144828645489736190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767761557438438153.post-89857564400134888232014-07-21T01:01:00.000-06:002015-07-29T01:02:38.773-06:00August's Birth Story Through most of my pregnancy, the Dr. kept saying to me that he wasn't going to be happy until he got me to 34 weeks, then he would breathe a sigh of relief and the baby could come anytime. He tried not to show it, but he was really worried about me being 42 and pregnant. Up until this point I had been going to my regular appoinments, but at around 36 weeks, the baby began to get really quiet. He would be still for really long, worrisome periods of time. So much so that in addition to doing daily kick-counts every few hours, I was going in to my Dr.'s office every few days for non-stress tests so that we could make sure that everything was still ok. My Dr. was trying to remain calm, but he kept saying that we really weren't out of the woods yet and he was really worried about a stillbirth.<br />
On Thursday July 17, when I was 38 weeks along, I called my Dr's office and asked if I could come in for a quick check-up since, once again, the baby was just too quiet. He examined me and I was a good 3 cm, but no regular contractions. Then he swept my membranes for good measure. Then I was hooked up to the monitor for the non-stress test, they buzzed my stomach to wake up the baby and gave me some cold water to drink to really keep him moving. After 30 minutes everything looked wonderful and I figured that I was going home once again. That is, until my Dr. came in and asked me to wait for a bit. He decided he was going to call and consult with a perinatoligist and ask if he could go ahead and induce me that day. He was just too nervous with the way everything had been going and felt that the best course of action was to just get the baby here safe and sound. He didn't want to take any chances with me or the baby with the way things were progressing. He called, explained the situation and got the go ahead to induce me 2 weeks early. He told me to head over to the hospital right then and he would head over shortly to break my water once I was settled.<br />
I was in shock, but went straight home to get my things ready. I called Craig and told him everything and asled him to come home right away. Unfortunately he had not driven in to work that day, he had taken the train, so it was over 2 hours before he arrived. My Mom and sister Heidi arrived to help watch my kids and feed them some supper. I had a quick pic snapped of me right before we left for the hospital.<br />
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As soon as Craig arrived home we headed straight over to the hospital. It was around 4pm by the time I got checked in and settled in my room when my Dr. informed me he was hesitant to start me this late in the day. He explained that once I got an epidural, Anesthesia would have to stay on duty there at the hospital, overnight if necessary. and he would rather just keep me overnight for observation instead to see how the baby is doing, then start me on pitocin in the morning and go from there. He was worried enough that he waffled a bit, but at 8pm he informed me he had made his decision, we would wait through the night and he would induce me tomorrow. Craig went and got us some Subway sandwiches for supper since we had missed the hospital meal by this time, and we phoned our families to let them know what was going on and made all of the arrangements for my Mom to stay and take care of our kids at home.<br />
Oh, and when I was getting checked in, it turns out I had two of my friends as my nurses for that night, Becki and Marci. They are both incredible women and had attended several of my other deliveries from some of my other babies and were wonderful nurses so I was grateful to be in their care. Unfortunately, Becki could not get an IV in my arm. She tried several times, but felt terrible for having to stick me more than once (something I am used to and deal with without complaint sine it's not their fault, but my sneaky veins). They gave up trying after the 4th poke and called in the anesthesiologist. He passed and suggested we instead call someone from the ER since they do IV's constantly. So Dave from the ER was ever so kind enough to come down to my room, where upon he used a new and nifty gadget they had just acquired that can map the veins on the top of your skin so they can see where to poke. One stick and he had my IV in, but he had to bandage and tape it up really good since it was at an odd angle and they didn't want it to get jostled. I got my IV in at 5pm.<br />
I didn't sleep much that night. Craig was able to settle in doze off but I was never able to actually go to sleep. I basically rested my eyes for several hours, but no luck on actually getting any rest. And apparently, having my membranes stripped seemed to do the trick as I contracted all night long on my own, albeit irregularly, but the nurse said I was in labor already averaging 6-10 contractions an hour although none of the contractions were painful, thankfully.<br />
At 4am the nurse came in and started my pitocin drip. When she checked me I was 4 cm. The plan was to see how the baby tolerated the increased contraction activity. About 45 minutes in, my nurse, Marci, came in and increased the pitoncin but she warned me that the baby was not doing well at all and if things didn't get better in the next 20 minutes, we were going to scrap everything and just do an emergency c-section. I immediately began to pray. I then got onto my Moms group on facebook and asked my other Mom friends to pray for us too. Since most of them are in the South, they are 2 hours ahead of our timezone so a lot of them were up for the day, saw my pleas for prayers and quickly responded. Between my prayers, my husbands and my southern Mom friends, Heavenly Father heard us and answered without delay. Marci walked back into my room 20 minutes later and said the baby had suddenly settled in and was doing great, tolerating the increased contractions and everything was fine now. She upped my pitocin again at 5:25am.<br />
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<i>(Jami with her beautiful smile, and my favorite nurse)</i></div>
My nurses Becki and Marci went off shift at 6am and my new nurse, the one that would be there for my delivery was my dear friend Jami. I was so hoping she would be my delivery nurse and I was thrilled everything worked out jsut right. Jami is the without a doubt the best nurse I have ever had. she was there for several of my other babies, but not the deliveries, so I was thrilled this time she was going to be there to help.<br />
I got my epidural in at 7am. This time, there was a new Dr of anesthesiology. He was much younger than the cantakerous old crank from my last deliveries, and when I explained that tmy last 2 epidurals had not fully taken and only half worked, he went above and beyond to really make sure that my epidural not only worked, but I was not over-numb. He really knew his stuff! What a difference from the last 2 deliveries where the epidural only took the edge off of the contractions. That cranky old guy never listened to me, so I was grateful for this new Dr.<br />
My nurse Jami asked if another nurse named Paige could also assist as she was training her for Labor and Delivery, and had no problem saying yes. she was also quite nice. she said she had been a nurse for several years but wanted to work in L&D so she was attending as many deliveries as she could in the mean time.<br />
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<i>(My room, right after I got my epidural, but before they broke my water.)</i></div>
My Dr. arrived at about 8:30am, checked my progress, I was 5 cm, then he broke my water. I reminded the Dr. that the last time we did this that he was back delivering my baby 1 hour later so he left saying he hoped that was the case this time too. Instantly, my contractions picked up and by 8:37am they were noticeably stronger. This time though, because my epidural was done so well, I only felt the pressure and not the pain. Which was wonderful considering my contractions were so much stronger and getting closer and closer together. the nurses began setting the room up for delivery since I have a history of speedy deliveries.<br />
At 9:30am I told them I was uncomfortable, so they drained my bladder and checked me. Lo and behold I was complete! They immediately called Dr. Ferguson, who raced right over and with only 1 push, and not pushing once as well, we had a baby! August was born at 9:40am. we all remarked how big he was, and he really was so much bigger than we expected! He was 2 weeks early, so we were thinking maybe 7 lbs. but no bigger. we were all wrong! He weighed in at 8 lbs. 1 oz., 20 1/2 inches long and had reddish/blonde hair. He looked exactly like his big brother Mathes too.<br />
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He was perfect, although, since he had been born so quickly, he had quite a bit of bruising on his nose and forehead. But he was as healthy as could be and we were just thrilled. It took us until Sunday to decide on his name. We went back and forth for a while, whittling it down to Parley, Jasper and August with Craig leaning heavily toward August and me really wanting to pick Jasper. Ultimately Craig said that he wanted me to pick, since he liked both names well enough and he was happy no matter what name we went with. I went back and forth, convinced I was going to pick Jasper, until I wrote his name down and saw both of our choices on paper and I realized that his name was August, not Jasper after all. So August it is.<br />
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<i>(August- July 18, 2014 2pm)</i></div>
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Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05144828645489736190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767761557438438153.post-67067594194330151732014-06-30T17:51:00.000-06:002015-07-29T02:00:40.160-06:00A Very Pregnant Selfie<div style="text-align: center;">
Me, 30 days from my due date, feeling very pregnant, but very happy to have made it this far in my pregnancy. So excited to meet this new little babe!</div>
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I love my pregnant belly, so fun to dress. Although not so fun to try and roll over in bed with. Oh well, sacrifices. It is always so very worth it in the end.</div>
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I had an ultrasound today and we were able to see that we are having a BOY!</div>
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Oh my goodness, it's so crazy that we will now have 5 girls and 5 boys! So much fun!</div>
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Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05144828645489736190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767761557438438153.post-18585318325099640272013-11-10T21:19:00.001-07:002013-11-10T21:19:26.925-07:00Extreme Patience<p dir=ltr>No matter what Reagan decides to do to Bella, that poor, sweet dog never flinches. She takes everything in stride, nothing that the kids can dish out seems to bother her. Bella has immense patience with my babies, my children, and for that I am forever grateful.</p>
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Haven and Jensen got out the crayon bucket for some afternoon entertainment today when Reagan decided she definitely needed to join them. She lasted only a few minutes before she decided that crayons made for a better snack than a coloring tool. </div>
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Craig surprised me today with our old wagon that he had restored and improved! He re-painted everything, welded the handle back on, and even re-fashioned the front wooden guard so that it swings open and closed for easy entry and exit for the kids. It's gorgeous! And of course the baby girls had to have a ride in it right away, so Haven happily loaded them up and hauled them all over the back yard. So nice to have our wagon back, and even better than before:)</div>
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Summer is blazing by us it seems, with the kids enjoying their time off from school and me enjoying having the house full of them every day. I miss them when they're at school, the house is far too quiet with just the two little babies at home. I'm so excited that Craig is half way finished building the shelves in my sewing room, and I can't wait to put everything away and actually be organized and have everything out and ready to be used. I'm ready to be done with the endless stacks of totes filled with who-knows-what-sewing-notion. My goal of organizing and simplifying my life has been a work in progress, but one that has paid off in more ways than I could have anticipated.<br />
Life is peaceful more often than not, and I love that it's not hard to come by. Simple things done daily pay off with less stress and lots of clean spaces. Love it! My biggest goal was to get a handle on the laundry, it was so overwhelming. Every day I dreaded it. And ignored it. And wanted to cry over it. But no more! My laundry baskets are empty or half full most days, rarely over flowing, and I'm caught up with folding/putting away the clean clothes most days too. Miracles do happen folks:) Now to work on a way to continually have a clean and organized fridge.Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05144828645489736190noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767761557438438153.post-48720848447551963712013-05-11T23:23:00.000-06:002013-10-26T23:28:43.711-06:00A Dog for Mothers Day<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Reagan played Peek-a-Boo with me for the first time tonight while I was getting her ready for bed. As I was changing her diaper, she grabbed the pajamas I has laid out for her and began pulling them off and on her face. Every time she pulled them off her face I said 'peek-a-boo!' and she loved it! She quickly realized it was a game and loved hiding her face then quickly pulling the pajamas away to show me her big smile. She is so funny, and such a goof. Oh how I love this sweet baby girl.</div>
Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05144828645489736190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767761557438438153.post-3279180325397511642013-04-06T20:02:00.000-06:002015-07-29T13:03:52.074-06:00Gracen's Baptism Day<div style="text-align: center;">
Gracen was baptized Saturday April 6, 2013 by her Dad.</div>
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Ciel wore it first when she was sealed to both Craig and I in the
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After her baptism we had a fun family dinner at our house with lots of cute cousins to play with. It was such a special day and we are so grateful we get to have Gracen in our family.</div>
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Everyones hard work paid off, and we had a great time. We sang an opening song, then my Mom lit the candles and said the opening prayer. My Dad told the story of Moses, Pharaoh and the Hebrew slaves, and my sister Holly explained when to taste everything on the plates in front of us and when to drink from the little cups too.The kids did pretty good sitting through everything (only about 30 minutes), and it was fun hearing my Dad tell the story of Moses. For the meal afterwards we tried to stay as closely as possible to the Kosher requirements, which my sister made sure to give a list of the do's and don'ts to us beforehand to make it simpler.<br />
My assignment was Matzo Ball soup, which i had never made before, nor eaten. Being totally unsure of where to start I of course googles it and read through numerous recipes online and watched several Matzo Ball how-to videos and realized it wasn't as hard as I thought. After quite a bit of reading I ended up combining several recipes into the one I used and it turned out delicious. I was surprised at how simple it really was to make. I am a total fan of Matzo Ball soup now, and frankly, I think I will be making that instead of Chicken Noodle from now on. It was so good, and so easy!<br />
I was amazed at how many people we seated at our house today, there were well over 40 of us! and yet we were able to seat everyone in my kitchen and dining room. Small miracles:) It helped that Craig and I now own two full size dining tables and 26 chairs just by ourselves, so my sister only had to bring two folding tables and chairs to round us out. Perks of a huge family? Yes, definitely.<br />
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re-named her Jemima, and she settled right in with us as if she knew she was ours. All of the kids
were instantly in love and Jensen especially, calling at every minute for her "Mima", calling
for her as she went to bed each night, and first thing as she woke up in
the morning, always looking for her "Mima". Jensen adored her, and Jemima was so sweet and patient with
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happy as we were to bring our sweet puppy Jemima home on Friday, sadly
we had to take her back only 3 days later Monday afternoon. We are heartbroken. It turns
out I'm allergic to her, and my arms, from my fingers all the way up the
back of my elbows broke out in itchy red bumps, basically everywhere
her fur touched my skin. The reason I didn't know about this before is
that our little Lucy (a 12 lb. Boston Terrier) had terrible skin issues
and to snuggle her required wrapping her in a blanket to make sure we
didn't aggravate her itching further so I had limited to zero fur-to-skin contact in the last few years. I also grew up with a Sheltie
which is an incredibly fluffy little dog, so it seems my allergy has
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<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span class="userContent"> Sp right now we are just focusing on helping Jemima's
trainer find her another home, which I know won't take long since
she is simply the most incredible dog and the sweetest little love I
have ever met. I am so annoyed with my stupid extra sensitive skin! I have had several suggestions about getting a poodle or poodle mix since they are considered hypoallergenic and a great dog for some allergy sufferers, but before I dive into another new dog and getting my kids attached again, I will test my skin against Grammy Lesa's Poodle/Schnauzer mix Tramp O'Malley and see if I have any reaction to him first. Then we will decide what we want to do from there. But for now, we are missing our Mima. She was simply perfect, and we were heartbroken.to see her go.</span></span></h5>
Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05144828645489736190noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767761557438438153.post-56265953289667620642013-02-26T09:22:00.001-07:002013-02-26T09:25:16.569-07:00Reagan at 9 months<p>Reagan has just started to crawl up on all fours, doing the commando crawl only half of the time now. She has two teeth on top and two on bottom, and she loves to sit in her highchair at meal times with us and eat whatever we're eating. She still isn't sleeping through the night, waking once, often two times a night. She is the worst sleeper of any of my babies, but also the easiest when it comes to entertaining herself. She doesn't seen to want to drink much more than 6 ounces from her bottle most times, and is far more interested in what is going on,around her than actually sitting still to eat. She has started growling at funny moments, and has occasionally given a single loud shriek when she is playing with her siblings. She can totally sit up herself with no problem, and enjoys crawling everywhere in the house she can go. She recently learned how to get up and over the step up from the living room, and has to be corralled in the living room with chairs and pillows if we want to keep her in one space.</p>
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<i>We had to have our sweet little Lucy put to sleep today. It was heartbreaking. I am so grateful for our wonderful vet for his incredible compassion as well as his awesome staff and the kindness they showed us today. As hard as it was to make the decision to let her go, I know we did the right thing. Lucy is no longer miserable, and she is once again her happy little self, running around being the funny, quirky little dog we all loved so much. Oh how I will miss her sweet little smashy face and her funny little snaggletooth.</i></div>
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<i>My sweet little Lucy Lu March 28, 2004 - Feb. 25, 2013 </i></div>
Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05144828645489736190noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6767761557438438153.post-59528476551928586172013-01-15T22:14:00.001-07:002013-01-15T22:14:02.693-07:00Toddler Tattoos<p>Jensen came to me, absolutely bursting to show me the beautiful designs she drew on the tops of her little baby feet with the markers she somehow managed to get her chubby little hands on. How could I be mad at her happy little enthusiasm? Besides, the markers were washable, so I was able to clean up her body art without much fuss.</p>
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