tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-984906955149074842024-03-14T08:39:15.742-05:00Wendy's WhimsWendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11910991046030630582noreply@blogger.comBlogger853125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98490695514907484.post-34529192526250950522015-07-07T15:53:00.002-05:002015-07-07T15:56:31.297-05:00Taylor Tuesday<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Taylor recently took an art camp. I made her pose for a picture one morning and thought "Oh what a cute pose". Not until just a few minutes ago did I realize that a sneaky little sister photobombed her. Still a cute photo of our girl. I added one taken from later that day. She decided to get some of her artwork on her face. Not sure how that happens but it was cute too.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span>Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11910991046030630582noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98490695514907484.post-67535665564338785322015-07-02T09:00:00.000-05:002015-07-02T09:00:03.028-05:00elizabethursday<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">For some reason my bed looks a little different than it did when I made it. Can you figure out what might be wrong? I also can't find Lizzie anywhere :)</span><br />
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<br />Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11910991046030630582noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98490695514907484.post-59581846301777873152015-06-30T17:06:00.000-05:002015-07-01T17:07:33.949-05:00Taylor Tuesday<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I guess Ollie decided that Taylor needed help. She just kept on working while he hung out in the chair behind her. </span><br />
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<br />Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11910991046030630582noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98490695514907484.post-67496826713015352322015-06-18T07:00:00.000-05:002015-06-18T07:00:08.315-05:00elizabethursday<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Lizzie cracks me up. This kid is constantly coming up with something new and when she told me that she has a "party jump" to celebrate the swim party I died laughing. Since videos are hard to put in photo books later you get a screen shot from the video. She throws herself into the air from the pool steps and yells "party jump". Do you need entertainment for your next pool party? </span><br />
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<br />Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11910991046030630582noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98490695514907484.post-4422983976352332192015-06-09T09:32:00.000-05:002015-06-11T09:32:28.565-05:00Taylor Tuesday<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">This is the face of girl very excited for summer and second grade!</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><br /></span>Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11910991046030630582noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98490695514907484.post-7460197075615399332015-06-03T09:04:00.003-05:002015-06-03T09:05:31.777-05:00Taylor Tuesday<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif;">The girls were flower girls in my cousin's wedding a few weeks ago. I loved seeing them all dressed up and getting to be a part of her special day. While trying to take a solo picture of Taylor this is what I got. That blur would be Lizzie photo-bombing her. This picture is also a great depiction of their personalities. What you don't get in the picture are Lizzie's giggles the entire time she is attempting to photo-bomb Taylor.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span>Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11910991046030630582noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98490695514907484.post-23129560041610391492015-05-21T10:30:00.000-05:002015-05-21T10:30:00.774-05:00elizabethursday<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Lizzie is a morning person. She would be up at the crack of dawn if we let her. To keep my sanity we have a clock that tells her when she is allowed to leave her room in the mornings. Rarely do I get to wake her up so I try to remember those quiet moments before she hits the ground running. The plus to getting to wake her up is that she is a snuggler and wants lots of hugs as she is waking up. </span><br />
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<br />Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11910991046030630582noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98490695514907484.post-51445217659120179712015-05-19T10:12:00.000-05:002015-05-19T10:12:00.461-05:00Taylor Tuesday<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I never get a chance to take photos of the girls during karate class since I am in class at the same time. Thankfully the studio has been great about taking pictures. This photo says so much about Taylor and karate. She is so determined and focused in class. I love seeing her grow so much in confidence and skill this year. Don't mess with my karate girl!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span>Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11910991046030630582noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98490695514907484.post-37921944959345116272015-05-16T10:34:00.000-05:002015-05-16T10:34:00.139-05:00Sisters Saturday<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I know... you are shocked to even see anything new and now I've hit you with three pictures in less than a week. I'm not even sure Chris knows about this, but the girls love to snuggle together. They started fighting about 10 minutes after this photo was taken but for 10 sweet minutes they whispered secrets, giggled, and drove the cat crazy with their wiggly feet under the covers.</span><br />
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<br />Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11910991046030630582noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98490695514907484.post-91717958510834527892015-05-15T10:19:00.000-05:002015-05-15T10:19:13.854-05:00elizabethursday(friday)<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Lizzie loves rocking her own style. When she took some old tissue paper and ribbon and made this bow I just smiled and asked how tight to tie it around her chin. She proceeded to wear this out in public for the rest of the day/night. Somehow I think she would do well in with big hats at Derby Day or in England for tea parties. </span><div>
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<br />Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11910991046030630582noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98490695514907484.post-29411251856715321222015-04-23T03:30:00.000-05:002015-04-23T03:30:03.169-05:00elizabethursday<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Lizzie loves her pretty dresses and boots. From what I've heard it's because she likes to look pretty but the boots are easier for playing, jumping, splashing in puddles, or whatever else she needs to do. </span><div>
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Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11910991046030630582noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98490695514907484.post-7543289870852117432015-04-21T16:29:00.000-05:002015-04-21T16:29:30.249-05:00Taylor Tuesday<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Turning seven means discovering a love for science, wondering how the world works, loving the ability to expand your knowledge by opening a book, building confidence with karate, wanting short hair, loving blue jeans and jean shorts(after years of hating them), wearing shoes with laces that you tie, having several best friends, getting irritated when your little sister wants to hang out with you and your friends, wanting to be a teacher and going to Texas Tech like your Aunt KK to become one, loving green apples, needing corn cut off the cob and apples sliced because your front teeth are missing, loving the outdoors, creating all kinds of new inventions in the craft room, hunting with Daddy, imagining with your little sister, still wanting songs at bedtime from Mom, and just being the sweet girl she is. I love seeing you grow up Tay!</span><br />
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<br />Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11910991046030630582noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98490695514907484.post-82924583420332291292015-04-20T16:17:00.000-05:002015-04-21T16:17:37.155-05:00SevenI started this blog a little while before having Taylor, but having kids really defined this blog. This is my digital scrapbook of them as little people and my backup in case something happens to all our files of pictures. For a while I actually did a weekly log of what we were doing and unique things about each kid. Taylor turned seven and reality hit that I don't feel like I've documented her life like I used to. She had me read the shutterfly book I made about her birth and I love pouring over each picture. I loved remembering each moment or trying to recall the parts that are a bit fuzzy since I had just finished having major surgery(a c-section). Sadly I won't forgot getting sick in front of all my family members(in-laws too) as the spinal tap wore off. Reliving those sweet memories made me want to rush onto Shutterfly and make each year that I haven't finished yet or sat down to do. I want to be able to take that visual journey with her anytime she wants and remind her of all the silly, frustrating, embarrassing, and loving things she did as she grew up. Until then I will settle for this collage to remind me of how my girl has grown over the years. There are two pictures from when she was three(middle row, left and middle pictures) but the rest are one from each year around her birthday from birthday until seven. <br />
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<br />Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11910991046030630582noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98490695514907484.post-34685120837159779202015-01-22T13:30:00.000-06:002015-04-21T16:29:52.140-05:00elizabethursday<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">I try not to be shocked anymore when Lizzie comes down the stairs in random outfits. On this day it was more cuteness than a wow factor. Lizzie hasn't been in dance for over 9 months, has no desire to take dance class, but does find the need to full dress in dance gear every so often and request music videos. I sat back and watched as she rocked her little tutu off to Taylor Swift, Meaghan Trainor, Pitbull, and Ariana Grande. This girl likes her music and dancing makes her happy.</span><br />
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<br />Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11910991046030630582noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98490695514907484.post-49755547507090032062014-11-02T21:47:00.002-06:002014-11-02T21:47:27.147-06:00Happy 4th Birthday Lizzie!<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It's hard to believe that it's already been 4 years since Lizzie was born. I asked her on Saturday how she got to be four and she told me 'Because it's my birthday today.' Well yes child I do realize that, but how have four years already gone by??? Some days it might feel like it takes forever to make it through a day with her, but other days I just want to slow down and hold her just a little longer each time she lets me. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Lizzie has been debating party themes since we celebrated Taylor's birthday in April. My rule is that I need to get past one birthday before the next kid can even think about a party idea. Not to mention that I have six months to get ready for the next one. I finally took Lizzie to Party City and let her see all the options and pick one. Keep in mind that between the two girls we have had a Frozen, Strawberry Shortcake, Fairy, Hello Kitty, Minion, Bubble Guppies/Nemo, Princess, Ladybug, and Sesame Street themed parties. Lizzie decided to keep it fresh and chose Little Mermaid. She also wanted to do a sing-along style party similar to Taylor's so we decided to an Under the Sea Sing-Along. I have loved Little Mermaid since it came out the first time(I'm not going to mention how young I was) and Pinterest offered a full selection of ideas to plan with. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The girls are fascinated by my Silhouette and the things I can make with it. I saw this scrap piece of wood in the garage and just had to make a sign for the front door. I figured we can also use it in the backyard later or give it to my in-laws for near their pool. Since I already had the wood and vinyl, it was pretty inexpensive to get a can of purple spray paint. I'm surprised we didn't have some already but I'm sure I'll find a use for it again in the future. Taylor had the idea to add bubbles around the mermaid to really make it look like she was swimming and then to have the bubble machine on the porch. Pictures wouldn't capture the bubbles but the girls loved it. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">At a friend's birthday party this summer I saw how cute it was when you sewed two strands of crepe paper together and let it ruffle. I just knew it would be the perfect kelp look for the living room and a fairly inexpensive decoration. It took about an hour to sew up two of those huge rolls of green crepe paper together but the end look was awesome. Then I just used push pins to attach them to the ceiling. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We had the party in the morning so I just needed snacks for the kids. We had Under-the-Sea Sushi, Oyster Cookies, Grape Seaweed, Octo-ranch dip and veggies, Goldfish Bait, and Dinglehopper Cupcakes. The sushi is rice krispy treats with a swedish fish and wrapped in a strip of fruit roll-up. Sounds odd, but the combination is pretty yummy. For the Oyster Cookies, I used simple sugar cookies(store bought so they would be a bit firmer) with cream cheese frosting in the middle with a candy pearl(from Hobby Lobby). I learned that it helps to have thicker frosting for this(I refrigerated mine for about an hour first) and to put more towards the opening to give it that clam look. The ranch dip was supposed to have an adorable octopus made from an upside down red bell pepper, but I simply ran out of time. No one seemed to notice. Not everyone understood the Dinglehopper Cupcakes, but if you've seen the movie a few times you know the joke. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Lizzie insisted on wearing her crown to the restaurant and was a little bummed when I wouldn't let her wear it to church too. She was not shy about asking me to make sure they knew it was her birthday. We've been so much lately that she was predicting what would come next in the food show but she didn't predict that the chef would sing Happy Birthday during his show or that they would bring her out a HUGE ice cream sundae. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> It was a wonderful weekend celebrating our baby girl and her fourth birthday. I'm sure Lizzie will try to find some way to keep it going for a few more days and I just might let her. I also know that there is still kelp hanging in my living room and I would rather just spend the time hanging out with my girls than finding the stool to take it down. Maybe I can find a way to turn it into a Christmas decoration.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span>Wendyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11910991046030630582noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-98490695514907484.post-61933336418434907702014-10-23T08:51:00.000-05:002014-10-23T08:51:00.559-05:00Elizabethursday<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Our little fall cutie for you. Lizzie insisted she needed a picture by the flowers we planted. </span><br />
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