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Yesterday was a big day. A big bittersweet day.

Moon Pie came home.

Doodle wore her pearls.

Gasp! You want a picture of me? *batts eyes*

We spent a little time and then she had to say goodbye.

And even though I always knew she would be there longer, it was really hard to leave her. I've been crying about it, but that may also be due to getting absolutely no sleep last night.

Big brother got to really see the little guy.

He approves. We think...

Our awesome nurse saw us off.

It's been a crazy night already and I am exhausted, it will be really nice to go home, in the meantime, we will make the best of it. We are to be locked in our room to keep germs at bay. We are Rapunzel, the family edition. Wish us luck on surviving this, it's crazy with two, I can't imagine when Doodle bug jumps into the mix. It's gong to be insane, but the good kind of insane. It will get much better once we can get home and spread out a little. Yay home. The light is at the end of the tunnel. Come on Doodle let's go!

The little guy is a pooping machine and has taken every opportunity to pee on me. We are flying through the light weight blankets. I think I will be doing laundry every day. Whew, I am beat.

Sharing the Christmas love...

I am still alive! Isn't that wonderful news? I think so. I agree with this blog in which she states, moving "is nearly as stressful and futile as trying to run away from lava in swim fins." It really is just mostly comprised of stress. Is it really hard to move things? Not the hardest thing, but moving them and cleaning and then cleaning and moving them in, and just all the change and adjusting and continued travel whilst trying to do all of these things is a little overwhelming. Regardless, we have survived and managed to have a wonderful Christmas.
Here are some highlights.
The boy got to meet Santa!




I wonder if this gets him on the naughty list?

Stealing Santa's glasses is probably not the best idea. :) I was sort of hoping for a freak out meltdown picture of Christmas awesomeness, but he was totally cool with it. That's good too, it makes me happy my child can manage a jolly man in a red suit...for now.

Santa and I also got to meet the newest addition, Kylee.


We had the annual Christmas pageant, The boy was supposed to be a wise guy, but he was napping.
We had some rockin inn keepers...

And I do mean rockin, as in rockin the do.



This guy was running from me, so I had to prove I got him, and no, this is not the only picture I managed to snap! Muwahahahahahahahahaaaa!



They were Jim, Bob and I don't know. They had fun with it.



We had some great shepherds. Nose picking pictures not included. Your welcome. :)


And Joseph.

We had a fabulous angel Gabriel.


But I have to say my favorite would be these sweet little angels.

It makes me wonder and think, if we all didn't have angels fussing over us when we were so brand new. I am pretty sure our sweet savior did. Hopefully they were a little more gentle than these sweet girls, but the love is there.


Here is an awesome close up of The boy's gooey face. Your welcome. :)

I bet you didn't know I was related to Mary Poppins, but it's true.


We spent the better part of two days saying Goodbye to her as she sang "Let's go Fly a Kite" down the hall. Her mother had to tell her that Mary Poppins just sleeps up in the clouds but would come back tomorrow because she gets upset at the end of the movie. So the rest of the time, she would exclaim "I'm Back!" and we all had to be happy to see her. J tried to tell her Merry Christmas but she sternly reminded him her name was Mary Poppins, not Mary Christmas!



Funny thing is, this hat was not originally a Christmas present. Her Auntie was Mary Poppins for Halloween and she found the hat. She LOOOOOOOOOOOVES Mary Poppins. J found her today laying on the floor stroking her hat. How could her favorite Aunt say no? I love it when a kid falls in love with a character like that.

They got a super fantastic dress up box of joy from their Grandma. I have to tell you, my inner little girl was jealous. I would've loooooooooved that when I was a kid. The fairy wings and the hats and the dresses. It was pretty amazing.





Hoooray for super creative awesome Grandmas!

The boy got a rocking horse. He loves it!





We borrowed a hat out of the dress up box of glory, and Great Grandma bought him his super cute outfit.

Thank you everyone for your kindness and love and for a wonderful Christmas! We love you!

Maybe I will be less stressed and can manage to be a little more interesting next time, but you can't tell me I didn't have enough pictures this time!
Until next time Y'all!

Somebody in Pima thinks I am the bees knees...

Thanks to all who were praying and fasting for us yesterday. We really appreciate it.

Last weekend, the weekend before last, we went to visit family. I ended up with very few decent pictures but I have a few to share.

This is my niece, she thinks I am the bees knees. It's always nice to be loved. :)


And this is JT's little one, Taylor. She's pretty darn cute.


I had much to say about this trip at one point but now I cannot think of much. When we were walking into the church for the baptism my little nephew Matthew came up to me and grabbed my hand. He said, "You had a baby but it died." And although that kind of stung my heart a little bit at first, I realized that kids lack tact. I also realized that he was just letting me know that he knew and that he was there for me, and that made me feel loved and happy, after I got the sad out of my system. Then I walked into the RS room and Kayla's face lit up and she ran and grabbed my other hand. That made everything OK. I am glad those kiddos love me.

Two more weeks of school. I can't wait for Summer.

Follow the prophet...

I do not come bearing pictures. Those have been postponed until next weekend when I am hoping for more cooperative weather.

I do have a fun dad story though.

So, my mom has started working for the first time since she has been a mom which has been a really long time. She decided, being the most generous and kind mother that she is that we would all go on a cruise with her earnings. Each couple would have to pay half but we would all go together and have a fabulous time. Enter economic doom stage left. My dad is hesitant to spend the money on the cruise because things are kind of dicey right now. Valid point. He's kind of been dragging his feet anyway. I don't think Mexico is his favorite destination and that money could go to use other places. My mom decides that if they say anything in conference that indicates that we should save our money and not go she will cancel it. It's the end morning conference and Pres. Monson is speaking of family and making memories and spending that quality time together. My husband looks at me and says I guess we are going on the cruise. I kid you not, three minutes after the amen my dad calls and says. "Did you hear the prophet tell us to go on the cruise?!?!" It was so funny to me. Follow the prophet, he knows the way! So all of this to say we are going on a cruise in January and I am so excited. It's going to be so much fun.

I love my parents.