tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48259307534564356482024-02-06T23:36:25.994-05:00ThunderStarrstarrikohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17147283386500683798noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825930753456435648.post-42359001075619229352012-11-30T14:31:00.000-05:002012-11-30T14:31:17.809-05:00Church and the communityIm sitting here recapping on how last nights Harvest party went at our Church last night...It was well just plan awful! first let me tell you what I had planned then ill tell you why it was so awful.<br />
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I attend the Bethel Nazarene Church and I work with the teens. We decided to put on a Harvest party and make it more like a safe trick or treating spot for children ages 1-12. We Had the church set up so that no one entered the sanctuary because thats just hard to clean. So, they come through the front door and get a goodie bag which has a track, pumpkin poop, a few pieces of candy and a couple of toys. Then they get their picture taken and head down stairs to do a craft which where magnets and bookmarks with pumpkins and crosses on them. then they go across the hall to throw balls at pumpkin cans and they get a treat if they win or loose. Then its up the back stairs to the kitchen for a duck game, bobbing for apples and donut on a string! The duck game gets a prize according to what color was picked and the apple and the donuts where the prizes for those games. A teen was at each station to hand out candy and to help with the game. I worked in the craft room and my mom was the photographer with help from a church lady to get address for each kid...<br />
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Dawning is our only child in the church and since shes mine she was the first! Though we took her picture first we waited on the games. We opened our doors at 4pm and waited...kids started coming around 4:30ish. And the two that came I babysit for and they came from West Paris to have a fun time. I took them through the church along with Dawning knowing she would love to play with her friends. when they left another little girl came in she didnt want a picture so we went to the craft room. All the while her mommy was telling her that they should really get going if they wanted to go to other houses. Needless to say they only made it to the craft room. Her mom took her out of there like the church was on fire! After that the kids started pouring down the streets. A big group came to the church and we told them we had games and treats and pictures they wouldnt even come to the door. After 10min of people just going by we decided to just hand out the goodie bags and bring the duck game and the bobbing for apples outside. No one bobbed and I dont think people picked ducks. There where some people that wouldnt even come up and get the bags we had to bring the bags to them. <br />
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I was hopping to have lots of kids and so much fun! I was hopping to run out of goodie bags and know that next year I needed to plan for more then 70 kids...Now I know that I need to plan for not inviting people into the church rather bringing everything to the door. What I dont get is how the people in my little town have come to see the church as something to run from. This tells me we do not go into the community enough to know that we are safe and friendly. I just need to figure out how to do all that. I do have to say that I was very disappointed at how last night turned out. Being pregnant on little sleep and very emotional I was crushed! On the bright side though 70 children including my own walked away with a piece of God from the tracks we put in the bags and the little toys that were in them as well. They also know we are there.starrikohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17147283386500683798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825930753456435648.post-75262633453962663162012-10-25T08:44:00.001-04:002012-10-25T08:44:09.457-04:00Potty training...again!!I have decided that not only is our little Dawning ready to potty train but so is this Momma! I have been told that once little Hope comes Dawning may end up in diapers again but I am ok with that. I think if i don't get angry with her when she starts to have those accidents then it will only last for a short time...then again I could be wrong and it all depends on the child right?<br />
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Well some of you know that we have really started training this week and we have picked a week were we are at my moms all week!I babysit close to mom and since we only have one car and my hours run into the Hubby's hours and moms willing to drive us down the street that's what we do.<br />
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Monday--I made sure our house was nice and warm and then we stripped Dawning to nothing and pulled out jelly beans daddy bought her the day before. We fought like crazy to try the potty. Oh and Saturday Mom and I went to the Walmart in Gorham NH and found thick training pants (cloth ones!). Anyway, she did however finish pooping on the potty once and tinkled on the potty twice! That was all before lunch. We did have a few messes to clean up but that's to be expected. We did use three of her new undies and went back to the diaper for nap and then we headed out the door to my moms so the diapers were on for the night.<br />
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Tuesday--A babysitting day. We packed the clean undies we had and a few diapers just in case. Since I babysit out of our house I don't like her to run around naked more for fear of her peeing on the furniture then anything else. before we left moms though we tried the potty and then wore a diaper over to our friends house and changed into undies when we arrived. We did very well on trying to use the potty. We did so well because Dawnings little friend is already potty trained and they peed together one on the big pot and one on the little pot. The girls thought that was great fun! We also peed in the three undies we had so I did some of there laundry and threw in two of Dawnings undies too. She then peed in those and we needed to go back to diapers for the rest of the day. No success on the potty today.<br />
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Wednesday--A day a Nana's all day! Dawning woke up dry! Nana didn't like her in her house with nothing on either so we used undies (I washed all six of them when she went to bed Tuesday). Actually, we started using the undies which she peed in. I had put on Facebook that we were starting to train and several people gave me a few tips. I also read a few article's online to get some more tips. Mom had had the chance to get to a store so I had her grab some special juice to help flood Dawning. we started off making her try to potty. I tried to run the water, I put warm water on her privates to try to help. I finally went with just telling her to use the potty and stopped making her. That was what worked!!<br />
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We had two success on the potty! I told her that she needed to tell Momma when she had to pee and she did then I would say go sit on the potty! and she would run and miss...she peed on the floor both times but only a little and it scared her both times and she tried to run from it. I grabbed her and got her on the potty and she finished there! The second time was better then the first. When she went down for a nap she woke up early cause she had to pee but I though it was her just fussing and got to her to late. I did put a diaper on for nap. She does a really good job at holding her pee. We are really working on knowing when she has to get to the potty and how to make it come out. I have no idea on how to help her with that. We also ad youth group Wednesday night so she was put into disposable pull ups and never peed on the potty at church. She did try though. When we got back to Nana's it was late and since I had already put her in a diaper (in hopes of her falling asleep on the way back) she was all ready for bed. We sang a few songs and I left. She did her normal scream for a bit and then she got hysterical! I went in to calm her down and when she was calm enough to talk she said "I pee, I pee" so we tried to pee on the potty but she had already gone in her diaper. Back to bed.<br />
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Thursday--Babysitting day! I got Dawning up earlier today in hopes of getting her to use the potty before we left. She refused. I put her in a diaper for our short travel down the road and when we arrived changed her. She was dry! It is now 8:45 and she is still dry and has tried to pee twice! <br />
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We or should I say Dawning is going to get this! Of course this Momma is very proud! and sad at the same time. I don't know who told her she could grow up but it certainly wasn't me! Because I am also pregnant crying seems to be what I like to do as I think of my baby girl being a big girl! At the same time though I would love a short break from diapers before little Hope comes along. starrikohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17147283386500683798noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825930753456435648.post-85795747988138332362012-09-29T23:14:00.001-04:002012-09-29T23:14:22.153-04:00An emotional Rollercoaster!
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I may complain just a tad in this post sorry to those that read it.<br />
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This week I am about 26 weeks along. When I was pregnant with little Dawning
I don’t remember feeling the way I have been feeling lately. Not only am I
bigger with little Hope (this is the meaning of her name) I feel like she is
going to come out the wrong way! I don’t mean breach or butt first but rather
through my stomach. I feel like I am carrying around a giant bowling ball. <br />
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I have not really slept in about three days and part of this is because I’m
pregnant and can’t get comfortable (even with a body pillow), the other part is
because Dawning is teething. She has been teething for two months and this
morning one tooth finally popped through. That was after a very long night of
tears and snuggles from both this momma and her new favorite big bird (that she
stole from the church). Tonight has been the same thing. Except I think she has
a very bad headache to go with her teething pain. Nothing momma or daddy tries
to do is right. She’s so attached to momma that daddy has to get things for us.<br />
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To add to my little bit of sleep my hubby is sick. With this sickness that
he has (just a cold) he is moaning and groaning throughout the nights. I have
told him to shut up...Not that he remembers any of it. My poor husband also has
picked this time to start going back to school! I am very proud of him don’t
get me wrong. He is sick, working full time and trying to take for the next 9
weeks now two classes.<br />
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I am trying hard to be that most amazing supportive wife...yet I’m finding
myself a tad jealous and a tad frustrated with him. I would love to go back to
school! I hate that I failed at it. Well I didn’t fail I just failed to
complete it. I feel frustrated with him because I try my hardest to do
everything I can to make his life easier and now I don’t seem to have any
energy to get out of bed. I feel the need to start looking for work
again...There really is nothing that I can do as a stay at home mom without
leaving my house. If I go back to work everything I make will just go to day
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I really don’t know what my problem is. This has been my one and only true
dream! To be a mom to be the one my kids run to when something is wrong. To
give hugs and kisses as needed even if it’s just because they want one. Why is
it then that I have this feeling of needing something more? Why do I feel as if
I’ve failed in some way?<br />
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So to the topic of this post, I have had random burst of energy and have rearranged
my house. I have set up the nursery to the best of my ability at the moment (it
is also my pantry…it’s a very small room). I have moved my living room and dining
room to the opposite rooms and have started to organize Dawnings in a way that
she can play throughout the winter without been right under foot. I have helped
stack wood and do outdoor clean up to prep for winter. Then the next moment I
feel dead to the world and all I want to do is sleep or even just watch TV and
not do anything (including taking care of my little girl). <br />
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Then of course there’s my anger that seems to come out of nowhere! Dawning
can just look at me wrong and I’m yelling. We have had so many battles this
week of her just saying momma Momma and I’m telling her to stop and go away and
that I don’t want to hear my name again. Of course when I get this way (and
even now just writing it) I want to cry. She hit me in the nose yesterday I
yelled at her and told her it hurt…She of course doesn’t get hurting others yet
and laughed at me. I passed her off and told her to leave me alone. She cried…I
left the room to hide and cried too. <br />
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The worst reason I’m not sleeping is because my nightmares have come back. I
read in the <u>Baby </u>magazine (not sure of the name of it) that pregnant
women have dreams that go by what they are to expect when their kids come…Why
is it then that I am having nightmares of not Hope getting up every hour or
crying nonstop but that she’s dead? Why am I dreaming that I go into labor
right after my hubby dies? How do these dreams help me face what Hope is going
to like? Is God trying to warn me of something? Is the devil just getting into
my head and is trying to tear me down for whatever reason?<br />
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Tonight my hubby is doing home work. Dawning is teething that nasty tooth or
teeth of hers and is not really sleeping. I thought that I would work on my Sunday
school lesson (I know way to put it off). I don’t even know what my problem was
but I started to cry. The thing is I wasn’t sad or mad or happy…yet I was
crying and laughing at the same time! The tears came first the laughter came as
I tried to hide my tears from my hubby. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>They
poured down my face.<br />
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What is wrong with me? Is it just that I’m pregnant or am I going to run
right into that awful disease my brother and sister and my daddy have? Can I
raise two little girls with that disease? Am I just so tired I can’t function
right?<br />
starrikohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17147283386500683798noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825930753456435648.post-69415694617449334922012-08-22T15:33:00.001-04:002012-08-22T15:33:24.494-04:00Late tears...It's been a little more then a month since my Gram passed away yet today when I was going through my things to sell in a yard sale this weekend my tears came. My hubby hates clowns. He thinks they are creepy, but I love them! I have been collecting them for years. Every since my Sissy (big sister) told me that I couldn't collect porcelain dolls like her. <br />
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As I was going through my things I came to my clowns and remembered how Grammy used to give me one almost every Christmas. several of them have never been out of there box. I also found some of the things I started to get after my cousin died my Senior year of high school. Things I forgot I had. I had to take a break so I could hide in my room and cry.<br />
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I will only be selling a few of my clowns but the ones I know for sure Gram gave me are staying for now at least. The few things I found that remind me of my cousin are the Grinch things and we will be putting those up every year for Christmas.<br />
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I have yet to visit my Grampa since the funeral...I just cant go to the house and not have Gram sitting at her table. I don't even know if I can scrapbook anymore. I need to for my girls. The few pages that I did at my house I was so excited to bring and show Grammy what I did and get her praises on how well they where. I miss needing to help her cut out things from the cricket so she could put them in a scrapbook or a card she was making for a friend or family member.<br />
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I'll be able to move on soon...I've gone through this with others before I just didn't look up to and visit them as often and so close to their last days. starrikohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17147283386500683798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825930753456435648.post-23121473348388079252012-08-15T21:51:00.002-04:002012-08-15T21:51:32.216-04:00Baby number two is....We headed to Auburn today to find out what our new baby is! We picked up my mom then headed on our way. We stopped for a bit at my hubby's moms (we were early). We decided to take our little Dawning with us. Two times ago we took her to a normal appointment to hear the baby's heart beat and she screamed the entire time! We were a tad worried she'd do it again but she also had her Nana and her Grammy-meme to keep her entertained.<br />
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We got there and went to the wrong lab, so we got new direction and head to the right one. I was told to have a full bladder to make sure they could get good pictures. I told that to the Ultra Sound lady and she said well lets see I got all gooped up and she got to looking and informed me that I did a great job at filling my bladder. Off came the goop so I could empty my bladder and then we started all over again. I was also told that my ultra sound would take 45 min! None of Dawnings ever took this long. Yet she was right!<br />
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She took her time looking at everything! She found a few of my body parts and all of this baby's! This little one has two kidneys (my family has a few people that only have one), there is a beautiful heart! We saw it several different ways all four ventricles exist! and the flaps (baby brain I forgot the names of them) are all working! We saw the spine in length and several angles from the skull. There seems to be one very healthy happy little child in my tummy!<br />
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The Feet!! Oh I have to say Dawning loves her toes! every night we snuggle and listen to some music we usually spend the first song talking about her toes. When we saw this baby's toes I got excited so that Dawning would focus. "Toes! Dawning look at your baby's toes!!" Dawing got so excited and looked at the screen and yelled "Toes! oooh Toes!!" over and over so we got a good picture of the toes.</div>
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Look at my baby! BEAUTIFUL!! Oh another really fun thing that I didn't see with Dawning was while we were watching the screen the baby punched me. I felt and saw that little arm move! I loved it!</div>
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My younger brother taught my Sisters oldest boy to do the alien peace sign thing, I remember it being a really big deal so when I saw this little one do this all I could think was wow my baby can do it in the womb! I made sure to share this with my little brother.</div>
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Alright so what everyone is waiting for....We are having....A....Girl! Honestly I was crushed to hear this but as the day went on I'm getting excited...The problem is that we keep thinking its a boy and picking out boy names and then...its a girl! Which is exciting I just keep getting all worked up thinking its a boy. Then again the way a baby goes from this tiny egg and is formed and molded into this beautiful little creature is just amazing in itself! Just knowing I helped with that and feeling this little girl inside of me wiggle and kick and punch amazes me. </div>
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I love that shes hitting hard enough for others to feel now. I cant wait for Dawning to feel her and understand even more. Today she was giving the baby raspberry kisses (we call them zerberts we got that from The Bill Cosby show). She just cant stay on my tummy long enough to feel a movement. She was showing her Auntie where the baby was (and my belly button another favorite body part!) she was kissing and hugging her baby it was so cute. </div>
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Before bed tonight instead of talking forever on her toes I told her she was going to be a big sister to a sister! I asked if she was excited (mind you its an hour past bed time) and she said, "nooo" I told her that the baby was girl just like her. I asked her if she was a girl and she nodded yes then I said and the baby is a girl too. "Nooo," she said. I am sure she doesn't get it all but she will if we keep talking about how exciting it is to be a big sister to a sister! </div>
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Our biggest problem now is to find a name! we do luckily have 5 1/2 more months to find one! phew! Personally, I would love a little that looks a bit like this momma! Not that daddy looks bad or that our Dawning is ugly cause shes is absolutely beautiful and looksjust like daddy, but I think one kid looking like momma wouldn't hurt...no red hair (black would be fine!!). Though I will definitely take and love what God gives me. I don't think God minds a little bit of hints of what we would like though....Of course He knows what we will love! God is so good! This child seems healthy and that's the most important thing I want! I can't wait to share this bundle of joy with everyone when she comes.</div>
starrikohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17147283386500683798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825930753456435648.post-61968231871897450432012-08-14T20:34:00.001-04:002012-08-14T20:34:49.647-04:00A new relaxing hobby!I decided I was going to make a baby blanket for our new little one. Not knowing what it will be I decided to use mutual colors, so I went with red, white, and black. Babies see those colors first. I wanted a simple pattern that wouldn't be to bland. I didn't want a strip pattern I have tried that and failed to much work for a beginner sewer. I looked online at pictures of baby blankets and found one I loved...It just happened to be a strip pattern. I decided I was going to do it anyway!<br />
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In the main pattern I used the solid red and black and then the fun white, red, and black pattern. The music is the border (I got help from my mother-in-law for that). The back is the red soft minky material. <br />
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Here is the final project!<br />
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I also decided to make my little Dawning a blanket but for a big girl bed! I am still working on it but the front is finished and the back is all one material so it will be a simple thing to picture I think. </div>
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Here is the material for her blanket.</div>
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Little Dawning's favorite color is yellow and she loves ducks! Because her blanket is so big and I'm so new at this I did a simple square pattern. The ducks and the yellow fleece I used as a boarder and then made a pattern with the other materials. </div>
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I have very much enjoyed working on both the kids blankets! I have a feeling that this Dawning's blanket is a bit bigger then a twin size. As I worked on her blanket she got so excited that it was difficult to pin the rows together because she wanted to sit on it and help pin it. She even got pricked a few times and still wouldn't leave them alone. I want to make more! Maybe my next big project will be one for our bed! </div>
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I cleaned my living room today and decided I wanted to try again. I am tired of diapers...I know I have a second one on the way that will be in diapers but im goingto try something different with that one. Anyway, after the living room was cleaned including a washed floor we rewashed it another five or six times because of accidents...and no peeing on the potty. She tinkled on the potty then got up and peed on the floor. I finally had it and put her in a diaper. Almost good timing because she pooped. Not a mess I like to clean up. she napped and then we tried again.<br />
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While she had supper I put her on her potty with a tray in front of her. She PEED! and has been sitting on the potty often since. I got so excited and showed herwhat she did and got hugs and high fives! She also got very excited and almost put her head in her potty to see what she had done! <br />
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Goal: have Dawning potty trained before the new one comes. <br />
Reality: Once a day on the potty will do just fine for now!<br />
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It's not that im so tired of diapers. changing them and cleaning them really dont bother me its the diaper rashs that shes getting. I feel like she has a new one every other week or so.<br />
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We lined them up and she found three that she loved. Travis to the left up there and the twins which is the one in thr front and his sister which Dawning already took.<br />
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We were very excited about this hike. Then we got started and then finished in about 20 min. It was the start of our nice hike. We got into the car and headed down the road a littler farther.</div>
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We found Table Rock and started on our way. I thought I remembered this trail, but I was wrong.</div>
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We hiked for about 10 minutes and needed to take a gummie break. Then we walked a littler farther and this is what we came to.<br />
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All up hill! Hiking used to be so much fun now it feels like exercise. It is not so easy to hike with a little one on the front and a bigger little one on my back. The hubby had to take over after a bit.</div>
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I know that the eyes change during pregnancy but what is there to do about it? I cant afford to by glasses just for another 6 months and then they will change back?.<br />
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Maybe it has nothing to do with my eyes? The headaches started a few weeks ago when Gram was really ill and I picked up extra responsibilities with moms kids. A non stop stress headache that should have stopped when the stress did right?<br />
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I am finally home for the week and things seem to be back to normal. I have my little girl back! That was the longest five days without her. Shes safe (not that her Grammy would let anything happen to her) her diaper rash is even gone. So if its stress what am I stressed about?starrikohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17147283386500683798noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825930753456435648.post-70773340995121166932012-07-19T20:38:00.002-04:002012-07-19T20:38:10.398-04:00Gram Emerson<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Here is a picture of my Grammy Diane Emerson.</div>
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She was a great women not perfect but who is? She raise seven children the youngest being twins. My mom is the second oldest and her second daughter. I have found out that Gram is very crafty. Not only has she done her scrap booking but she has made stuffys crocheting. In fact I believe i have one she made its a two sided doll, it is little red riding hood one side then you flip it over and bring the dress down and its a wolf or bear...i forget. She also was into baking pastries. I would have loved to taste some of those!<br />
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Growing up with Gram we did lots of things! We used to go to Hermit Island with her and Grampa and my aunts family. Gram and Gramp always got a camp site a little ways from the rest of us so they could have some privacy and quiet with all us kids...</div>
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Grammy loved the ocean. When I turned nine I got to go to her house for the week! We picked up one of my cousins and headed to the ocean.</div>
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The past year and a half will be my most cherished memories of her! She got to see my first born and got to spend so much time with her! We visited almost every week so I could clean her house or scrapbook my sweet girls first year of life! Gram was meme to all the great grand kids. My daughter said it once the night before we went up. She may not remember her Meme but she will know that she was loved by her.<br />
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We have memories that will be saved and put in her scrapbook. I will write stories of how she and Meme used to scrapbook together. My little girl would paint on memes table! The blue wont come out now.</div>
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It was hard to lose Gram she was so dear to all of us. There is one thing that is so great to know! I will see her again! She is in heaven. She kept telling us she wanted to go home and that shed see us again. I may not have gotten to see her in her last days as much as I wanted But she knows I love her and I know she loved me and my children. </div>
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Gram will deffenetly be missed. She will be missed everyday but especialy at this years cookout and when my new little one is born and shes not there to hold it. She will be watching the whole time though :)<br />
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AUBURN — Diane M. Emerson, 66, of Farmington passed away Friday, July 13, at the Androscoggin Hospice House.<br />
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She was born in Augusta on April 5, 1946, the daughter of Leonel J. and Loretta P. Ouellette Gervais. She was educated in the schools of Augusta. <br />
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Diane married James Emerson in 1961 and they raised seven children. She was a graduate of University of Maine at Farmington.Over the years, she tutored adults, worked at Forsters Mfg., and worked as a home care provider for the remainder of her career. She was a member of the Church of the Nazarene and the Red Hat Society, and she was proud to receive the honor of "Mother of the Year" from the Emblem Club back in the early 1990s. Diane enjoyed crafts, especially scrapbooking, gardening and reading, and everyone else enjoyed her baking.<br />
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She is survived by her husband of 50 years, Jim; two daughters, Loriann Crockett and her husband, Larone, of Strong, Dawn Welch and her husband, Rodney "Buddy," of Woodstock; five sons, Peter and his wife, Penny, of Starks, Shawn and his wife, Karen, of Norway, Troy and his wife, Beth, of Texas, Jamie and his wife, Dayna, of Bangor, and Dale of Thomaston; 29 grandchildren; nine great-grandchildren; two sisters, Paullette and Julie; her brother, Glen; her stepmother, Glenna; many nieces, nephews, and cousins; and a sister-in-law, Barbara Gervais.<br />
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She was predeceased by her parents; a granddaughter, Rhiannon; and her brother, Henry.starrikohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17147283386500683798noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825930753456435648.post-79930031423895718012012-07-09T19:41:00.000-04:002012-07-09T19:41:07.499-04:00House GuestWe have a house guest this week. My brother just bought her a few days ago. <br />
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She is beautiful! Little Dawning loves her. We got up this morning (Dawning didnt know she was here) I told her that Bailey was here and that after breakfast we would let her out. Bailey came out and Dawning crawled after just like a dog and she was yelling dog! dog! dog! they have been playing all day today!</div>
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When my brother (Uncle Ef) got home today they went out to play fetch.</div>
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She tried to give Bailey the dog. Bailey found an apple and was busy.</div>
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Here is baby number 2! This is a picture at 12 weeks.</div>
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Cravings thus far--Chinese, duck sauce, sweets</div>
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I feel this baby move every night when I am still. Every morning daddy can feel it too! all bulged out of my tummy!</div>
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Due date January 3rd </div>starrikohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17147283386500683798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825930753456435648.post-78702263434681884802012-07-06T11:42:00.003-04:002012-07-06T11:42:48.813-04:00Doll houses are for dolls...Little Dawning was told to go play with her doll house because playing with the wood stove was not okay to do. I helped her get it out so she could play with plenty of room. I sat back down and I couldn't see her. I minute later she screamed. I figured she couldn't make her doll do something so I didn't tend to her. but she continued to scream and this is what I found.<br />
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She doesn't play with her toys like I remember doing, but she does a very good job at it. she can make them climb the latter in the barn and she opens doors. Today she had her big girl and the momma dancing as she sang.</div>
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Soon we will have to pull out a baby for her so she will have everyone in her family!</div>
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Oh and blue washable makers don't wash off they turn green! Pink High lighter doesn't wash off either.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Tonight for supper we are trying a new recipe using my new grill pan and set!</div>starrikohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17147283386500683798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825930753456435648.post-32783642374514079872012-02-24T13:52:00.000-05:002012-02-24T13:52:48.594-05:00Cho Sun RestaurantHave you ever gone to a new restaurant thinking it will be reasonably priced?<br />
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Well, that's what we did the other day. We went to a sushi restaurant here in Bethel thinking we had enough cash to eat there. Then we entered and it was pretty fancy! my dear husband had just gotten out of work and was still in his work clothes and we had our little dawning with us who had been snacking all day and wasn't really to hungry. Now we sat down and looked at the menu I am allergic to shrimp and I'm not to keen on raw fish (I know its a sushi restaurant) so, there was one meal that I could eat and the thing they bring out before our food just happened to be shrimp. My meal cost $17 and my hubby's was $20! Little Dawning threw the food on the floor and tried hard to take my chopsticks so we had to ask for her own set.<br />
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We will probably never go there again especially with our little one.starrikohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17147283386500683798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825930753456435648.post-62689107554640748502012-02-14T13:30:00.000-05:002012-02-14T13:30:58.988-05:00Valentines prep part twoI also made No bake Oreo Cheesecake I of course had the help from my little dawning.<br />
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To make the crust <br />
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1/4 C packed brown sugar<br />
7Tbs unsalted butter (melted)<br />
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Then put into the cups and set them aside.<br />
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Then you take 2 1/4 C heavy cream and beat until medium peaks form then set aside<br />
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This is the fun part<br />
You take Oreos and crush them!<br />
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1pnd cream chees softened<br />
2/3 C sugar<br />
1/2 tsp salt<br />
1Tbs lemon juice<br />
2tsp vanilla powder (or 4tsp vanilla extract) I couldnt find the powder anywhere!<br />
mix in 3/4 C crushed oreos<br />
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put in the fridge for at least 6 hours they are better over night. when ready to serve top with whip cream (my Dad and I made our own with real cream right from the cow!) add an Oreo cookie and enjoy!<br />
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The teens cleaned and decorated the dinning room of our little Nazarene Church in Bethel. Then they cooked homemade Mac'n cheese with ham and they put salad together as well. They were dressed nicely and they did a great job in the preperation, serving and the clean up!starrikohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17147283386500683798noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4825930753456435648.post-21597570429701196772012-02-14T12:55:00.000-05:002012-02-14T12:55:11.669-05:00Valentines prep part oneGetting ready for the Valentines banquet that my teens put on. I told them that I would make the deserts.<br />
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Little Dawning wanted to help. I gave her oatmeal to play with and she thought she would eat it.<br />
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First, we started with sugar cookies. We used the recipe my Gram gave me.<br />
4C Flour<br />
1tsp salt<br />
2tsp Baking Powder<br />
1tsp Baking Soda<br />
1C Butter (soft)<br />
2C Sugar<br />
2 Eggs<br />
1tsp Vanilla<br />
1C Sour Milk<br />
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Bake at 375 degrees for 8-10 min<br />
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Well I wanted to make them into hearts and lips. I fought with the dough for 30 min then put it in the fridge and later the freezer before I could finely get them to spread so that I could get them cut up.<br />
The teens decorated them with frosting and sprinkles.<br />
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My little Dawning thought she could help too.<br />
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She first tried to eat the peelings then moved on to potato chunks.<br />
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We had potatoes everywhere!<br />
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I called for help...I thought that my brother was coming to the rescue but he grabed my camera and laughed at us.<br />
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She would eat a few pieces and she would also put some back in the pot...which were later rinsed.<br />
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It ended in tears and once they were cooked she wouldn't eat them. They were delicious.starrikohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17147283386500683798noreply@blogger.com0