tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86981440966333145932024-03-19T05:52:45.004-07:00Andresen Family FunMat, Shelly, Tanner, Jess, Riley, Sara, Mason, Katie, Chloe, Meg, Mati, and HalleShellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18383808699213200338noreply@blogger.comBlogger43125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698144096633314593.post-4538980148584144202014-03-10T13:34:00.000-07:002014-03-10T13:34:25.639-07:00oops, I did it again...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">A lot! </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">We headed up to Alta on a beautiful afternoon. I tried the cart ski and had a great time! </span><br />
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We did 8 (yep, I said EIGHT) runs in a half day . And it was heaven.<br />
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There were even times on the lift I forgot I was in the cart ski and remembered so many great times growing up...being with my family ... my sisters ... in Sun Valley, at Targhee, and even right where we were...good ole Alta, Utah. I felt the familiar freeze on the lift; you know the one. Where your forehead aches, your nose runs uncontrollably, and your lips won't move without great effort - because they are frozen in place. I always loved being on the lift. Sometimes more than the skiing part (shhh. don't tell) because I loved just looking all around from way up high and feeling, quite literally, on top of the world. Carefree. And those times on the lift provided so many teaching moments that, at the time, I didn't even realize were teaching moments. My Dad took advantage of having us all to himself on the lift and we TALKED. <br />
A lot. About everything. And if only those lift chairs could talk, they would tell of many wise words and lessons that my Dad taught us up there ... and we never knew we were being taught such great - even profound - lessons. <br />
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And I remember talking back. Not in the bad way. But for some reason, being way up there on the lift, I would open up to my Dad like I never would have anywhere else. I told him everything. More than he wanted to know, I am quite sure. But I would tell him about my friends, and my teachers, and people who bugged me, and my organ and piano lessons, and I'd tell him which of my sisters were bugging me - and WHY - and there was nothing off limits for me. <br />
And I'd even ask questions. That was a bit unusual for me, because I always thought I knew it all. But up on the lift....I'd finally admit, in a roundabout way, that I actually didn't know it all, and I'd ask questions I never would otherwise. <br />
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Those memories flooded back to me. They are good memories. And for one minute I forgot I was in the cart ski this time. I thought about clicking my skis together to get the snow off them - you know the drill. And then I remembered my body doesn't respond anymore and I could think about doing that all day long, but it was never going to happen.<br />
I almost forgot that I was in the cart ski.<br />
Almost.<br />
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The best part about the day, though? Being up there again with my Dad. On his beloved mountains doing his favorite thing in the world. <br />
Skiing.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">RRRRRelax. (Aaaaahhhhh!) I'm proud to say we knocked out two movies before 2pm - "Epic" and "Wreck It Ralph". Everyone in the same room; Chloe in and out of the phone zone, Meg doing Legos, Mati just relaxing* (*see below), Halle bopping all over, Mat cranking snacks out, and I was (a-hem) knitting a cap for my grandson who will arrive in May. A very grandmotherly thing to do while watching a movie, wouldn't you agree?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I'd also like to introduce you to...CHEF MELEE (pronounced mah-LAY) Yes, Halle has announced that when her chef hat is on, the name changes.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We have had a few crazy - but wonderful - weeks with Chloe and Mati's school plays. Chloe was Ethel Toffelmeyer in the Music Man, and we dare say she was the most darling Ethel there ever was. She picked a little, and talked a little, and sang a lot, and we couldn'ta been prouder. And despite our pride, I can't find even one of the million photos I took of her. But I will. And when I do, you'll know.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Mati's school play, Beauty and the Beast, finishes up this evening, with Mati as Mrs. Potts. She is simply darling we can't wait to see how much stronger her right arm is than her left after holding it up as the spout for each performance. She sang her solos like an angel, and her parents may or may not have bawled like babies during the theme song, "Beauty & the Beast", which is Mrs. Potts' big solo.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We'll focus on Sunday as soon as the play is over tonight, and I look forward to Fast Sundays lately (gasp!) since Sara and Riley suggested a new focus for our immediate family: "Mighty Prayer". Riley said in his mission, every morning and every evening at 10am and 10pm, the whole mission was kneeling in prayer, where ever they were. He said there was great power as a missionary to know that the every sister and every elder in his Florida mission was praying at the same time. So, as a family, each Fast Sunday we decide on something to fast for as a family. Most months it's not hard; we seem to have consistent needs within this family! Then we begin our fast together Saturday night with each of our families kneeling in prayer at the same time, where ever we are, to begin our fasts. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We have learned in a very direct way the power of a family united in prayer. We have seen miracles in Halle's life - many miracles surrounding her very premature birth as well as the scare she gave us a couple years ago. And we have seen miracle upon miracle through the past two and a half years since my injury. I am so humbled to think of the powerful blessings that have come from the faith of a family, both immediate and extended, when they have united in praying for me. We have seen Heavenly Father's hand bless every part of our lives. I love the example Sara and Riley have set for all of us, but especially their younger sisters, with this suggestion. It has definitely brought unity and closeness as a family, as well as brought great blessings to us when we are in need.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Tomorrow we will be fasting for Mat to find and be offered the right job. He has had a few very promising interviews and now it's up to the Lord to decide. We know He will guide Mat where he needs to be, and will take care of our family as He always does. We are blessed by the gospel of Jesus Christ and its teachings. Faith works miracles. United families work miracles. I'm so grateful I have both!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br /></span>Shelly A.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292984091049041570noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698144096633314593.post-56435990477659802662014-02-24T11:50:00.001-08:002014-02-24T11:50:40.021-08:00P.C.I had an a-ha moment last week. I can't get it out of my mind. And I have come to a conclusion:<br />
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I am not<i> P.C</i>. <br />
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Never have been. Never will be. <i>Politically Correct</i> hasn't ever been part of my life.<br />
Neither have other acronyms for P.C...<br />
<i>Purely Courteous</i>, <i>Polite and Cordial.</i> etc.<br />
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But let me be <i><b>Perfectly Clear:</b></i><br />
<i><b>If you open a door for me, I'll be so thankful.</b></i><br />
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I am not disabled. But I have a disability.<br />
I am not limited. But I have limitations.<br />
I am not someone who will ever be offended when you run ahead of me and open the door for me. I will happily and very gratefully be very relieved, and say THANK YOU with all my heart. (And you better hope it ends there. Sometimes I start to cry and tell you how<i> really</i> grateful I am to you, and list all the reasons why.<br />
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I was wheeling up to a door, by myself, with Halle on my lap, and my purse flopping around next to me, on me, around me, and Halle trying her very hardest to be helpful. And a guy sat and watched me for a few seconds. I couldn't figure out why; I mean, we were quite a sight to see--pathetic sight--but why did he just watch?<br />
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Then he finally jumped into action and headed for the door we were heading for. The Young Man cut me off and opened the door. I gratefully gushed out a "THANK YOU SO MUCH!" and cute Halle said, "Yep! Thanks a lot!" And then he said something so sad. He said: "I didn't know whether to help you or not. Some people get really angry if you try to help..."<br />
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We chatted for a few minutes and he told me he had tried to open a door for someone in a wheelchair a few years ago and he vowed he wouldn't make that mistake again. Because the woman yelled at him. She told him that under no circumstances did she need his help. She may 'look handicapped'. but wasn't, and didn't need his help with the door - 'or anything else!' She then went on to chastise him for assuming she was "disabled" and couldn't open her own door. How did he think she got around all day every day? Hmph!<br />
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The Young Man said he was so shocked and embarrassed at the woman's response. They were in a very public place and she really laid into him. He said he was just trying to help her with the door, not make assumptions about her "handicap" or anything else. But he swore he'd never again make the mistake of assuming someone in a wheelchair needed help. And he hasn't for a few years now.<br />
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Well, guess what, girlfriend? Judging by that response, you probably did need his help...maybe more than you knew. And you almost scared the poor guy off forever. Or at least for awhile!<br />
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I am not sure why there are people who feel they have to pretend to be Superman. Or Superwoman. When you're in a wheelchair, chances are, you need help with a door now and then. Or a lot. I do anyway.<br />
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I'm also not sure why the words "disability" or "limitations" or other words that are now part of my life are often so...well, debilitating to some folks. Or offensive. Admittedly, I didn't ever crave having those words be part of my life in such a literal way. It took some getting used to - realizing that those words now described certain parts of me.<br />
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They don't define who I am. But they are part of this new-ish life of mine. I do have a disability now. I do have limitations. Many more than I ever wanted. But it's not a bad thing. Or it doesn't need to be, I guess. To coin an over-used phrase (that Mat really dislikes) IT IS WHAT IT IS.<br />
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So we went through that door, and The Young Man thanked <i>me</i>. I might have been able to get the door for Halle and I...given enough time and after several attempts. Maybe. In any case, I didn't want to find out. I don't need to be able to open my own door to feel accomplished. I just needed a little help, and that<i> purely courteous</i> Young Man helped me out. He was also a great example to Halle in just being helpful. Courteous. KIND. My favorite word. And I love her to see such great examples of kindness.<br />
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So thank you again, Young Man, whose name I didn't even get, for opening the door. A seemingly simple task to both of us, that was a day changer for both of us, too.<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: 'Droid Serif'; line-height: 20.796875px;">I will try to post regular updates on our current situation. If you're interested or even just desperately bored, read on. Read often. If you're looking for politcal correctness, constant upbeat Pollyanna attitude, or sugar coating reality, stop now and don't read further. Ever. I am not politically correct. I say what I feel and never mean to offend, so in the words of President Thomas S. Monson, "Don't take offense where none is intended". (I don't think that's one of his famous gems of wisdom, but I heard it in a talk once and loved it---and have never forgotten it!) I may use words that aren't eloquent. I'll probably overshare ... TMI...consider yourself warned. But I'm just going to get it all out here, probably more therapeutic for me than informational for you. Just think of it as reading Marcia Brady's diary, only unlike Cindy, you're not going to get busted for it.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: 'Droid Serif'; line-height: 20.796875px;">What I've noticed is some days I really need/want to talk about it all, and some days I just want it to go away and never speak the dreaded words...</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #073763;"><strong style="font-family: 'Droid Serif'; line-height: 20.796875px;"><em>SPINAL CORD INJURY</em>.</strong><span style="font-family: 'Droid Serif'; line-height: 20.796875px;"> </span><em style="font-family: 'Droid Serif'; line-height: 20.796875px;">Spinal infarction</em><span style="font-family: 'Droid Serif'; line-height: 20.796875px;">. </span><u style="font-family: 'Droid Serif'; line-height: 20.796875px;">Ischemic lesion in spinal cord.</u><span style="font-family: 'Droid Serif'; line-height: 20.796875px;"> </span><em style="font-family: 'Droid Serif'; line-height: 20.796875px;">Parapalegia</em><span style="font-family: 'Droid Serif'; line-height: 20.796875px;"> </span><strong style="font-family: 'Droid Serif'; line-height: 20.796875px;">Medical Rehab</strong><span style="font-family: 'Droid Serif'; line-height: 20.796875px;"> (as opposed to substance! Just medical people, just medical here.)</span><em style="font-family: 'Droid Serif'; line-height: 20.796875px;"> Physical Therapy.</em><span style="font-family: 'Droid Serif'; line-height: 20.796875px;"> </span><u style="font-family: 'Droid Serif'; line-height: 20.796875px;">Occupational Therapy.</u><span style="font-family: 'Droid Serif'; line-height: 20.796875px;"> </span><strong style="font-family: 'Droid Serif'; line-height: 20.796875px;">Recreational Therapy</strong><span style="font-family: 'Droid Serif'; line-height: 20.796875px;"> (ok that one isn't so bad, but...)</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #073763;"><u style="font-family: 'Droid Serif'; line-height: 20.796875px;">Brown-Sequard Syndrome</u><span style="font-family: 'Droid Serif'; line-height: 20.796875px;">. (syndrome?!) </span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #073763;">Am I a syndrome?</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: 'Droid Serif'; line-height: 20.796875px;">And then there are the buzz words I'm learning ...</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: 'Droid Serif'; line-height: 20.796875px;">"Transfers" "Mobility" "Tone" "Clonus" "Hyper reflexes" "Nerve stimuli" "Spinal Precautions" "Foot Drop"</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: 'Droid Serif'; line-height: 20.796875px;">"Handicapped access" "Disability" "Neuro....anything"</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: 'Droid Serif'; line-height: 20.796875px;">And of course...equipment....</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: 'Droid Serif'; line-height: 20.796875px;">WHEELCHAIR (gross). Walker. Harness. Boot. Binder. Botox. Brace. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #073763; font-family: 'Droid Serif'; line-height: 20.796875px;">Lots of words. That didn't pertain to me til May 10. But they do now. And will forever. Maybe not as much as time goes on, but they will be part of my new normal forever. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">Brown Sequard Syndrome. Do I look like I have it? Because I do. I really do. And today I'm mad. My sweet sister in law took the kids to the park. You know, "the wewwy, wewwy fun pawk wif a stweem?" Halle tells me. Yep. I know just the one; the really, really fun park with a stream. But...</span><br />
<span style="color: #073763;">But.</span><br />
<span style="color: #073763;">But.</span><br />
<span style="color: #073763;">But!</span><br />
<span style="color: #073763;">I want to be running in the stream with them! And sitting on the bench watching them! Or laying on a blanket with them! But(!) my back hurts so badly today I can hardly sit up much less sit on a bench. And I'd give anything to run through a stream with them at a park. I never thought that would be something I took for granted. I did. I never would again. Ever.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">Sometimes I look at young moms--most of Halle's friends moms are much younger than me--and their 5 yrs olds have something amazing to say. Or show them. And I think, crouch down to their eye level and LISTEN to them. DO with them. GO and SEE with them. Don't miss a minute with your kiddos. It goes so fast. Or it gets taken away and you can't get it back. Or someone else - who is wonderful and kind to even take your kids when its 90+ degrees outside - gets those moments with them. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">But I'm still mad that I don't get to go. Grateful & mad are two emotions that are difficult to reconcile.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #073763;">Thank heaven I have good people in my life (like my sister in law!) who are willing to take the kids to the park to play. Don't get me wrong, I am <u>so</u> thankful for that. It's more important that the kids get the moments than me. They're going stir crazy in this house. But...I'm going to fuss anyway. I'm just in the mood to fuss. Because I just wish I could be there with them. And I wish I had savored every single one of those moments when I could do it myself with my kids. With m</span><span style="color: #073763;">y own arms wrapped around them, pushing them on the swing, catching them at the bottom of the slide. On <i>my legs</i>. My babies. My children. My heart.</span>Shelly A.http://www.blogger.com/profile/12292984091049041570noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698144096633314593.post-86236000666638351472013-08-03T12:13:00.004-07:002013-08-03T12:13:44.456-07:00WE'RE BAAAAACK!<a href="https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTNfM9rVI59yQDBJK_ZQPIoVcFyEkp1N8yFV932YMwYP96rOymmSQ" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="116" src="https://encrypted-tbn1.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTNfM9rVI59yQDBJK_ZQPIoVcFyEkp1N8yFV932YMwYP96rOymmSQ" width="200" /></a>A few years ago, we had this family blog that the girls had fun posting family activities, ideas, and mostly we wanted to use it as a family journal.<br />
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Then I suffered this thing called a S.C.I. = Spinal Cord Injury. <br />
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It has changed our lives. <br />
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Every one of our lives have been completely turned upside down and altered. There were some who suggested that for various reasons we should not blog. So there are certain areas we aren't going to blog about. And we will likely keep the blog private. But I am so proud of how my children have risen to the challenges that have come their way. They have survived and thrived in the midst of things most children won't ever encounter, and they've done it well. So among other things, we are going to journal about that here.<br />
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We have had challenges that seem obvious. And there are other private heartaches that aren't quite as obvious, but nonetheless challenging. Yet here's what we know for sure:<br />
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1. Through the Atonement of the Savior Jesus Christ, nothing is impossible.<br />
2. Families are forever. And we want to be together forever as a family.<br />
3. That second chances are for everyone.<br />
4. That the gospel of Jesus Christ and the Plan of Happiness provide the only way back to Heavenly Father to live with Him forever. We want to live in a way that exemplifies that we are disciples of Him.<br />
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We are learning new things every day. We are still finding our new normal every day. But every day we are plugging along. We all do our best every day. Some days are better than others. Some days, if everyone is dressed (in pj's) and has eaten 3 meals (all cereal) and is snuggled down in their beds after prayer (even if the only time they got out was to have prayer), we count it as a success.<br />
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We just do our best. That's all the Lord requires of us. I know every day I wake up and want to do my very best. I don't wake up and wonder what harm I can do to my children to make them end up lamenting to Oprah in 20 yrs. I don't wake up wanting to embrace the chaos and create filth. I want to wear a lovely apron, pearls, and a fancy dress, heels, and sing and hum a "happy little working song" as I twirl and skip around the house while baking a pie. Just like they did in the '40's. <br />
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Guess what? It's never gonna happen.<br />
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<li>First, I can't stand up to wear heels, twirl, or skip. </li>
<li>Second, when I hum, turns out I'm flat. </li>
<li>Third, I dislike pie. </li>
<li>And fourth... apron, pearls, fancy dress...really?</li>
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But we are going to blog again. Starting...NOW!<br />
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There's much to catch up on in the two years that have gone by. A lot has happened with me. With our family. (Welcome, MASON! Welcome, Jess!) And we look forward to more changes.<br />
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<li>Because fifth, we're learning to embrace change! </li>
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<br />Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18383808699213200338noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698144096633314593.post-25977546483039391522013-08-03T11:40:00.000-07:002013-08-03T11:40:02.455-07:00Tiny Tim, Homemade Oreos, and Hand Cycling!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Another busy few days here in rehab. For real, I feel busy! And tired. They wear me out. I have OT at 9 and 11, PT at 10 and 230, and somewhere in there, an hour of Rec Therapy.<br />
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If I back up the past few days....Sunday is definitely the day of rest here. I didn't do ANYTHING. It actually got boring. But there are no therapy sessions, nothing, so Sunday you just rest. By Monday I understood why because they just nail you again come Monday morning. Monday I had the usual 5 therapies, then we had our Family/Friend Meeting with the Spinal Cord Care Coordinator - her name is Summer - and she is a - maz - ing. I was so touched by the support group I have. My family was there. And good friends. I am just so blessed and so so so grateful.</div>
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The meeting was very informative, maybe a little boring, but we got all the information out there. I even cried a little. Summer said, "Shelly <em>will</em> walk again. It won't be the same as it was before. It won't be unassisted. But she will walk." And I lost it. </div>
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Looks like she's making the best of the meeting.<br />
We've been friends since high school We lined her up<br />
with her awesome husband, Bob, who<br />
was Mat's fave mission companion. They<br />
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YEARS. They are Tanner's second parents.<br />
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During the meeting, my new wheelchair and walker arrived! I was seriously so excited it's bizarre. This is me seeing it for the first time. Almost as good as Christmas morning. Almost. <br />
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Yesterday was probably my busiest - and best - day yet. I had my 2 OT (occupational therapy) sessions, my 2 PT (physical therapy) sessions, and my RT (recreational therapy) session. Now get used to those words because it's acronmys from here on out, people.<br />
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During my first PT yesterday, I was able to try crutches! They are the Tiny Tim kind, and they had a therapist on either side of me, but I did it - and loved it. There's something 'better' about crutches for me than a walker. Maybe I just need the tennis balls on the front of the walker, and a nice basket with flowers on it or something, but right now I loathe the walker. And it felt way more normal to use crutches to attempt walking. I am seeing I have more hang ups than I ever thought! And the good news? They come in different colors -- red, blue, pink, purple, etc. Oh you know I'll be scoring the pink ones. And I juuuuust happen to have extra rhinestones from the last time I blinged out Halle's glasses. That bling may just be finding its new home on some Tiny Tim's...</div>
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Then it was time for OT. Natalie (the OT) said, "Hey, would you like to bake again for OT?" and right then, another therapist walked by and said, "Oh--thank you for the banana bread the other day. Are you going to be cooking again soon?" and I looked at Natalie and she blushed a little. I said, "Yep. Baking today for 'therapy'!" So into the kitchen we went. I decided to make homemade oreoes. They're so easy and everyone likes them. I made a batch of vanilla and a batch of chocolate. About mid way through, another therapist came in and asked if I could use a buddy. I said sure...? So guess what. I have a new friend....<br />
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Her name is Lois. Lois lives in Chicago and is out here visiting her son in Park City. She was on the toilet one day (seriously, she just rattled this off like not big deal) and couldn't stand up so they took her to the ER and she'd had a stroke. She has no feeling or use of the left side of her body. So her goal during her session was to stand for 5 min. They decided we should do some teamwork and I should frost the one cookie and she should top it to make it an oreo and stack it on a plate. (this is my day. baby steps. baby steps.) So I tried to be obedient and remember "there's no 'I' in team", and Lois and I were off to the races. I tried to not notice her mega wedgie when she stood up in clingy sweatpants and I'm sure she tried not to notice my hideous hair. I'd frost a cookie (from my chair) and hand it up to her to top and stack. Well, she tried, bless her heart. But the tops were on crooked she didn't put pressure on to squeeze the frosting to the edge of the cookies. I was like LOIS THROW ME A BONE HERE! I was just about to get a twitch and then Natalie said, "Why don't you top them, Shelly, and we'll just have Lois stack them." Whew. So I topped them and Lois stacked them. And stack them she did. Lois decided to make the leaning tower of Pisa. I said Hey Lois, how about we only stack 2 or 3 high, then they won't slide all over. <img src="https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQF2FZZiw_Oje9q1Thf1jE27n_9w1YVNyapQ2lmebIdmqQQlgYo" /> OK I am not anal about very many things. Probably hard to find anything I really am anal about. But I like my baking done my way. And Lois wasn't doing it my way so I even thought I'm gonna bump her over in my chair! Anyhoo, Lois didn't listen to me about the Leaning Tower of Pisa so then I said, how about we separate them by chocolate and vanilla, thinking Lois should learn to sort more than stack. It worked! Then she didn't pike them 1 mile high and they quite sliding all over. What a relief. See, rehab is very stressful. Cookie stacking can just cause such tension in spinal cord injury recovery. I think Lois and I were both exhausted.</div>
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Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18383808699213200338noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698144096633314593.post-36989974513193408972011-06-05T05:59:00.000-07:002011-06-05T07:06:12.185-07:00Boo Hoo...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><strong>Knock Knock? </strong><br />
<strong> Who's there?</strong><br />
<strong>Boo.</strong><br />
<strong> Boo who?</strong><br />
<strong>Don't have to cry about it, it's just a joke...</strong><br />
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<div></div><div></div>I did it. I cried about it. All night. Yep. The Ugly Cry - complete with red, blotchy face, contortions, snorts, snots, and all other things unpleasant that come with T(he) U(gly) C(ry).<br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"></div><div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Here's why I cried - in random - not alphabetical order. And not even in order of priority. Just random. Because that seems to be my life plan.</div><ul><li>I can't lift my Halle on to my lap by myself*</li>
<li>I can't throw my kids in the car and go to the pool, movie, mall, lunch....you get the idea. Because I can't drive. Or lift. Or bend. Or twist.<em>* </em></li>
<li>I can't walk up and down my stairs without help*</li>
<li>I can't walk. Without help!*</li>
<li>I can't feel my leg when I rub lotion on it.*</li>
<li>I can't move my toes. At all*</li>
<li>I can't bake or do anything in my kitchen without someone assisting.* I do not like assistants, generally speaking...</li>
<li>I can't do Simply Sweet anymore.</li>
<li style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I can't play the organ.* Yep. I'm a nerd. I love playing the organ. For some, it's a secret I've hidden well. For others, I take your mocking like a man. In any case, I can't play the organ. Unless I rig myself up something like this....</li>
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And it's going to be sooner rather than later. Here's why:</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">I got an email today from my cousin, Stacey. I haven't kept in touch with Stacey over the years. But in the past week or so, she has secured her place on my Life Hero List. Stacey has MS. And she doesn't fuss about it. She just has it. Her mom, my Aunt Marie, came to visit me this week, and brought 98 year old Grandma Verna to see me. Now Grandma is in better shape than anyone up here, inlcuding me at this point. They brought me a card and a book on CD (<u>The Help</u> - I am stoked!) They came right as I started PT so they came to the gym with me and stayed through my whole PT session. And Grandma was so proud of me. She thought I "did just great!" As only a Grandma can say. She clapped when I tried to step. She said, "OooooH!" in a high pitch voice when I could move something. And probably even when I didn't.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">Later that day, I guess Aunt Marie told Stacey, who sent an email full of valuable suggestions and advice, both on the medical horizon and well as mental/emotional. And one thing she said that has stuck in my brain all day is,<span style="font-size: large;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;">"Don't focus on what you can't do, focus on what you can do."</span> </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">Ah - Ha! I need to forget about what I used to do, and how to do it, and find the way I'm going to do it now. And NOW isn't forever, I don't think. There's too much ongoing research, and too many cutting edge treatments, and so many options for recovery. Maybe not full recovery. Probably not. But recovery is in the eyes of the beholder I think!</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><em>It is what it is. And it's a spinal cord injury. It isN'T pretty.</em></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">But it doesn't mean that my limitations today are my limitations forever. Because I hate being bossed around. I really don't like that one bit. Never have. So since I'm the boss of myself, I guess I will be the one deciding what I can and can't do. And every day I'm going to decide. Today I'm deciding I'm a little bit mad.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
<div></div>Today Clara - one of Sara's dearest friends who we love as our own daughter - got married to cute Andy. And I couldn't go to the ceremony. And I'm <strong>mad.</strong> (told you, no politically correct. No Pollyanna.) They wouldn't let me leave because I have too many therapies in the morning. But thanks to Stacey...guess what I realized? <br />
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<div></div>I can/<em>did</em> get to go...to the reception. Now it took two days to get things in place, but it was soooo worth it.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
<div></div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">I'm learning that stuff around here is much more involved than I realized on many levels. To bust me out for any length of time (maximum time? 3 hrs!) the Dr. has to write an order ok-ing it. Then PT has to make goals for me to accomplish in order to count it as a "therapeutic time out". They have to know all details: where I'm going, who is in charge of me (my dad and my niece, Amy, who is a nurse), the kind of car I'll be in (had to ride in Dad's dumpy Lexus haha) , where I'm going (to the Neff residence to an outdoor wedding reecption), what I'll actually be "doing" (eating wonderful food at a wedding reception), and when I'll be back. (that's a loaded question. They gave me 2 hrs. <em>No exceptions.) </em>Then they have to approve it all through my insurance (some insurance companies think if you're ok to leave for 2 hrs, you're ok to go home. I tend to agree... :) But the biggie is getting back on time; apparently it messes up everything here if you're not back when you're supposed to be. My Time Out was from 6-8. Mark....Set...Go!</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
<div></div>Next, they adjust all your medications (um...I'm taking a lot of those...more on that later!) so that you're properly medicated for your outing and don't need them while you're gone. <em>Then</em> I have to "practice" anything I have to do during my time away so I don't get hurt or exacerbate the injury. The goals my PT set for me for my time out (well, I call it my furlough....) were:</div><div></div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><strong>Self Propel</strong> That means push myself in the wheelchair not have a push-er like I'm the Queen of Egypt. I'd rather be the Queen of Egypt. My arms are flabby and jiggle when roll myself in this chariot. And they get tired. I'm no athelte, ok?!</li>
<li><strong>Transfer Unassisted </strong> That means get myself from my chair to the car, etc.</li>
<li><strong>NO BLT!</strong> (no Bending Lifting Twisting) I really struggle with this one. It is mostly habit/reflexive...you drop something, you reach down to pick it up. You see something or someone as you roll on by, you twist and look behind you or around you to see what it is. And lifting...are you kidding me? I have a three year old!</li>
</ul><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">My best friend, Karen, and sweet daughter, Carly, came 2 hrs before launch and got me ready. <em>That's </em>a true friend. Carly and Karen did my hair, nails, dressed me, and primped and fussed over me like I was going to the ball. It was so fun for me. Everything is fun with Karen -- we just celebrated our 20 yr friendship anniversary. But seriously, to come do my hair, nails, dress me...a loving act of service and I am so thankful. I felt like a real person. Lotion! Make Up! Hairspray! Ahhh. It's the little things.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiszZ8sznNedIdABSygJLBjEUphtfUoYhWKcf9kMTi8zdrX0ACBRvOvDisjJrg60sIY-sCNtLOuWJiHH9paUgBgG_DhCmzBZoOPvp0-vG7sGKedpoZLsYbBouIYjoiZJ2GB09eGoUV6qqU/s1600/r+wedding+larsons.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiszZ8sznNedIdABSygJLBjEUphtfUoYhWKcf9kMTi8zdrX0ACBRvOvDisjJrg60sIY-sCNtLOuWJiHH9paUgBgG_DhCmzBZoOPvp0-vG7sGKedpoZLsYbBouIYjoiZJ2GB09eGoUV6qqU/s320/r+wedding+larsons.JPG" t8="true" width="239" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
<div></div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">Next thing I can/got to do? I got go on a date with my Dad tonight for 2 hours! I got to be wtih my awesome husband and crazy kids for awhile in a non-hopsital setting. Heaven, people. It was heaven.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
<div></div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">Now probably 90 mins of my 2 hrs out was loading my big self and equipment up (such a pretty visual), and thank you to my stellar Dad for being willing (he actually offered) to be my personal slave, chauffeur, nurse, PT, etc. He did that so Mat could just focus on getting the kids to the wedding, and then once there, they just played and enjoyed. And when pumpkin time arrived, Dad returned me to the hospital -on time - so Mat and the kids could keep having a fun night. I guess that's what Dads do. Mine does anyway. I'm so lucky. And Mom was so sweet to let me have him for the night. My mom has a hard time getting around with some of her health challenges, so it would have be hard to have Dad take us both. Mom decided to stay home so Dad could just do me. But she sent a little token like a fairy godmother...Dad pulled a diamond necklace out of his pocket when he arrived and handed it over. Just like on Pretty Woman. Sort of. But I got to wear my Mom's diamond pave necklace that is shaped like a Hershey's Kiss. Only Renee. I laughed my head off - and felt like a million bucks wearing it for the night. Honestly, parents are the best. Mine are anyway. Funny how stuff like this opens your eyes to this...parenting never ends. Unfortunately for them, it never seems to for my 76 yr old folks. They do it well. </div> <br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">Mat got all the kids ready and we met at the wedding at just about the exact same time. Clara looked gorgeous, Andy was a handsome groom, and it was so nice to be outside and feel like a regular family. I'm never going to take for granted my 'regular family'. It's the best. I got to see lots of friends that we've missed since our recent move to Bountiful. It was wonderful. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
<div></div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">It was kind of hard, too.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
<div></div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">I had to sit there in the chair and I didn't used to think I was too prideful, but guess what? I think I have some pride issues. I felt awkward sitting there and having people bend over or crouch down to talk to me. It was hard to talk about what happened. I didn't want to. I just wanted to stand up and be like everyone else. It was humbling to have my dad and 3 other guys have to lift me from one level of the backyard to another. I was embarassed. That is prideful. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
<div></div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">I wondered how Mat felt as he came with all the kids and met me there...in my chair. Not really what we had planned for our life. So it's not going to be permanent. Because it wasn't in our plan. But he always makes me feel like I'm the hottest thing walking - er rolling - and acts like he doesn't even notice. He's a <em>good man.</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Halle: I want to say something.<br />
Katie: Then say something.<br />
Halle: Stinky pickles!</td></tr>
</tbody></table>My kids acted so happy to see me there and just hugged and kissed me. Chloe is very nurturing and wanted to help get my food, and make sure I was all set up at the table. Halle is getting to be a pro at climbing up on me in the chair. I love it.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
<div></div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">I got tired pretty quickly so we bailed out, but we did stop by Grandma Verna's on the way back to the hospital. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
<div></div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">I love my Grandma. So, so, so much.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
<div></div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">At age 98, she is still my biggest cheerleader no matter what I do. Dad went in her house and got her to come outside to "see who's in the car". She threw her skinny arms up and said "Oh! Oh! OH!!!" in this high pitched squeak that she usually only does when Dad, Marie, or LuAnn walk in the room. I feel honored to be part of the Club That Makes Grandma Squeak. She hugged and kissed me through the car window, then grabbed my hand and just rubbed and rubbed my arm. She told me I look "just <em>great!",</em> and said she was so proud of me. That's Grandma. She always makes us feel beautiful and that she couldn't be more proud of us-even if all I was doing was sitting in a car. I adore her.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
<div></div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">Dad told her I had to be back to the hospital before the clock struck 8, and it was 7:30. Well, that was <strong>it.</strong> Grandma said "Oh get her back there! Go! Go!" waving her arms around like I was running from the law. It was awesome. So Dad and I floored it back to the hospital and I'm pleased to announce we got here at 7:41. NINETEEN MINUTES TO SPARE. Take <em>that!</em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
<div></div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">Dad rolled me up to my room and stayed for about a half hour with me as I basked in the glow - and exhaustion - of being part of the world for awhile. It was so fun. Mat and the kids stayed a bit longer at the wedding then called to report in on what I missed when I left. They had a great time and so did I.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
<div></div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">Can I just say Mat is the best dad ever. Ever. Our kids are lucky.</div><div style="text-align: right;"></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">It's early Sunday morning now, and I slept like a rock. Best rest I've had in over a month. Probably due to sheer exhaustion, but also I think they're leveling out my medications so I 'can' rest. I take several meds now...(possible TMI warning)</div><ul style="text-align: left;"><li><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">I take pain medication every 4 hrs. This won't be forever. My back is still quite painful, especially after therapy - or a wedding. Sometimes being up in the chair hurts a little too after awhile.</div></li>
<li><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">I take an anti spasmatic/muscle relaxant type medicine. (according to my pal Pam, the anti spaz drug is looonnng over due...) But it helps the muscles in my dead leg not spasm. Ahhhh. That is a good feeling.</div></li>
<li><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">I take a medication to help the nerves. Numbness and tingling (the painful kind) are common after spinal cord injury and I have a lot of neuropathy in my hands and feet, especially at night. They've been titrating the dose this week, and I think we've hit the golden level, because last night I didn't wake up at 3am feeling like my hands and feet are on fire. </div></li>
<li><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">I take a couple things to keep the ole bowels going.</div></li>
<li><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">I have my usual migraine pill when needed (sometimes the back spasms/pain trigger a migraine.)</div></li>
<li><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">I get heparin injections to keep the blood from clotting.</div></li>
<li><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">Blood pressure meds as needed. Sometimes my BP goes up a little, sometimes it bottoms out. It's not happening often at all though so I don't need those too often.</div></li>
<li><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">I take Zofran. Nausea is an enemy. Zofran is a friend.</div></li>
<li><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">I am still on massive doses of Decadron - a steroid to help reduce the swelling in my spinal cord.</div></li>
<li><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">Sometimes I get a little insulin. Being on massive steroids can cause glucose level to be whacked. I haven't needed it much, but occasionally I have a big dip or spike in blood glucose level. If it's up, I get a little zap of insulin (that "zap" was a holla to Dr. Giddings) And a few blessed times, it's been low and they "make" me eat. I could get used to that...</div></li>
</ul><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">Seems like there may be another one or two but I can't think what they are. Anyway, another long, rambling post, but remember, this is my "journaling to heal". So here's the summary:</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><ol><li>I cried yesterday. Pity Party? Yes. But it's over. For now.</li>
<li>I was mad yesterday. Done with that too. It's too exhausting.</li>
</ol></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">So Cousin Stacey, I'm focusing on my "cans".</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
<div></div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;">I can hang with my BFF and get primped for the wedding. I can hang with my Dad for a couple hours. I can be with my husband and kids in a normal setting for a bit. I can move my whole upper body with no problem. I can see. I can hear. I can think. (no comments from outside sources here)</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
<div></div>I can be grateful. And <em>I am.</em> My great, full heart is absolutely grateful. I am the luckiest.</div></div>Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18383808699213200338noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698144096633314593.post-4632191223176976242011-06-03T09:42:00.000-07:002011-06-05T21:50:09.341-07:00New Adventure!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7RhxCV0ap21nk2DAL0qBLWCrw07ucNtauCBOChwjmNM5KULeQJVBp3GGOT6MgMsyGrRD1O8YO7HFEOjeqJpJ7Qp0-OmvaBBWm9CJuT7qadbGtYUJ0_FkuAGdKtyXnUOydLPnbP-AAKug/s1600/a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7RhxCV0ap21nk2DAL0qBLWCrw07ucNtauCBOChwjmNM5KULeQJVBp3GGOT6MgMsyGrRD1O8YO7HFEOjeqJpJ7Qp0-OmvaBBWm9CJuT7qadbGtYUJ0_FkuAGdKtyXnUOydLPnbP-AAKug/s1600/a.jpg" t8="true" /></a></div>I feel like a complete narcissist right now. I hate to say "by popular demand" or "so many of you have asked...", but I've had a few requests for regular updates on the latest fun in our lives. And it's been suggested that I journal through this journey for my own healing process. So...here goes the blog. Rather than start a new blog for just my new path, I figured I'll just comandeer our family blog, which I think we started when Halle was born, to update people on her progress. And never maintain or update now....<br />
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Maybe a blog is a curse! <br />
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In any case...I will try to post regular updates on our current situation. If you're interested or even just desperately bored, read on. Read often. If you're looking for politcal correctness, constant upbeat Pollyanna attitude, or sugar coating reality, stop now and don't read further. Ever. I am not politically correct. I say what I feel and never mean to offend, so in the words of President Thomas S. Monson, "Dont take offense where none is intended". (I don't think that's one of his famous gems of wisdom, but I heard it in a talk once and loved it---and have never forgotten it!) I may use words that aren't eloquent. I'll probably overshare ... TMI...consider yourself warned. But I'm just going to get it all out here, probably more therapeutic for me than informational for you. Just think of it as reading Marcia Brady's diary, only unlike Cindy, you're not going to get busted for it.<br />
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What I've noticed is some days I really need/want to talk about it all, and somedays I just want it to go away and never speak the dreaded words...<br />
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;"><em>SPINAL CORD INJURY</em>.</span></strong> <em>Spinal infarction</em>. <u>Ischemic lesion in spinal cord.</u> <em>Partial paralysis.</em> <strong>Medical Rehab</strong> (as opposed to substance! Just medical people, just medical here.)<em> Physical Therapy.</em> <u>Occupational Therapy.</u> <strong>Recreational Therapy</strong> (ok that one isn't so bad, but...)<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXwpsGRhwDLYk9DZ_IcYEB7BMKBPD2HSnOrzBIst50ISt__qUZC3iOdR1d1FusFLQKhR8UzzVEvMzGzL31QJTMmMHbADDOiGoJoDXANGNSLIsEL8cztc23wbdorkI5E0f8m2ITXV4-LdE/s1600/a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXwpsGRhwDLYk9DZ_IcYEB7BMKBPD2HSnOrzBIst50ISt__qUZC3iOdR1d1FusFLQKhR8UzzVEvMzGzL31QJTMmMHbADDOiGoJoDXANGNSLIsEL8cztc23wbdorkI5E0f8m2ITXV4-LdE/s1600/a.jpg" t8="true" /></a></div><u>Brown-Sequard Syndrome</u>. (syndrome?!) <br />
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And then there are the buzz words I'm learning ...<br />
"Transfers" "Mobility" "Tone" "Clonus" "Hyper reflexes" "Nerve stimuli" "Spinal Precautions" "Foot Drop"<br />
"Handicapped access" "Disability" "Neuro....anything"<br />
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And of course...equipment....<br />
WHEELCHAIR (gross). Walker. Harness. Boot. Bioness 300. Binder. <br />
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Lots of words. That didn't pertain to me til May 10. But they do now. And will forever. Maybe not as much as time goes on, but they will be part of my new normal forever. <br />
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I'll back up. <br />
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Since March of 2010, I've had recurrent bouts of pancreatitis. The first time I went in, (March 22, 2010) I had pancreatitis but they also found a weird mass in my right lung. During the susequent months, I had several more bouts of pancreatitis, but the Dr's were more concerned about the lung mass. Especially once they found a lesion on my adrenal gland as well. After several inconclusive biopsies, they removed the lung mass at the U of U in November of 2010. It felt like a long recovery, and I was on oxygen for a few months, but it went well, and most importantly---the mass was benign! Woot! They also biopsied my adrenal gland and it came back benign. Another WOOT! The pancreatitis problem was consistent though and I had several admissions to the hospital to treat that. So...once I was strong enough (and admitted for pancreatitis twice in one month), it was decided to go in and figure out what the heck the problem was.<br />
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May 10, 2011 I had surgery to fix it. Most of us have 1 duct between our liver/pancreas. I have THREE. Hello! It's triplets! So Dr. repaired that. (I gotta get to the point here. This is too long) Anyway, in the OR, right before they put me out for surgery, they put in an epidural to control post op pain. (I had one after my lung too. It provides pretty dense, complete pain relief without the side effects of narcotics. The theory is you just are numb but not quite as loopy/nauseous etc because you're not taking all the weird narcs) The Dr. had a difficult time getting the epidural in, but he did. My surgery was supposed to take 3 hours...and 7 hours later, the triplets were repaired. Dr. said a liver transplant would have been easier than what he did. <br />
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My post op pain from the abdominal aspect was little to nothing. But from the moment I woke up, my head and back hurt more than anything I've ever experienced. Ever. I was unable to get relief (well, mostly because the staff ignored me, but I'm not even going into that here....) The 2nd night after surgery, my right leg started spasm-ing (I may have made that word up....don't judge), my foot started dragging, and I never felt my left leg sensation wake up ... ever. I actually though the toilet seat in the hospital had a seat heater that was broken on one side because it felt cold under the left side and warm/nothing under the right. (remember the TMI warning?)<br />
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I was discharged after a week and went home where the spasms continued every night and my foot/leg continued to drag. Finally one night, (May 26?) The spasms were setting in in my leg (they usually started between 9-10pm) and that night, they were going up my back as well. Mat suggested we go to the U. I said, "No.....everytime I go to the U, they keep me!" :) I suggested we just go down the street to Lakeview Hospital, thinking they'd just give me a muscle relaxant, or some of those Doan's Back Pills that old people take, and maybe an Ambien or something, and then they'd send me home to sleep. So...off to Lakeview we went. They were awesome. Sat in waiting room of ER for about 5 mins. and I was back in a room. Bascially, the Dr. asked me to lift my toes (flex my foot) and when it didn't, he had me in the MRI machine. They were so kind. Had an IV going with pain meds and got the spasms to stop (well, I assume the stopped, but I was zzzzzz from whatever they gave me, so life was beautiful!) Literally, it was the FIRST time in 2+ weeks I was out of pain. Or at least could manage it. At home, and especially in the hospital after surgery....wow. I've NEVER experienced anything close to the pain I had. I'd finally just lay on the hot pad as hot as I could stand it because the burning was the only thing that offset the excruciating pain in my back/head. Ugh. Can't even think about it. Might barf.<br />
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Anyway, next thing I remember, the Lakeveiw Dr. told me they were sending me to the U of U Neuro ICU because there is a problem in my spinal cord. Wanna know the problem?<br />
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I have "an ischemic lesion from T5-T12 caused by a spinal infarction, likely caused by an epidural which was placed intraoperatively and 'fell out' on day 1." I have Brown-Sequard Syndrome....Google it. Or maybe that's another post. But this is a spinal cord injury usually seen in gunshot wounds or stabbing...or in my case...an epidural!<br />
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I spent several days in Neuro ICU up here at the U, and now I'm in the Medical Rehab Unit (room 2617 just fyi...) learning my 'new normal.' I keep saying that. But it sounds less daunting than 'new lifestyle' or something like 'complete life change'. Whatever...<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrrxAP5V0uQnolZ__QsNnFmri6AlkFFNdDQJi-6zWDHwKWe6V6Jo1x3T1ucV2CC-1KSNXfmzXuIWMNT1aKTC_z60LUIjn3mUEScLR9MOvsFwn-3NO3spnNoxR8-d7GpSa0cK19Yc2OdFc/s1600/a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrrxAP5V0uQnolZ__QsNnFmri6AlkFFNdDQJi-6zWDHwKWe6V6Jo1x3T1ucV2CC-1KSNXfmzXuIWMNT1aKTC_z60LUIjn3mUEScLR9MOvsFwn-3NO3spnNoxR8-d7GpSa0cK19Yc2OdFc/s1600/a.jpg" t8="true" /></a></div>I have different therapies 5xs each day; 2 sessions of Occupational Therapy, 2 sessions of Physical Therapy, and a Recreational Therapy session every day. I look around here and it's surreal. I have a wheelchair next to my bed. My leg won't move. I can't feel the other. I go downstairs with my "neighbors" and I don't belong here! Theses people have disabilities! Oh wait. I guess I do, too. Now. But I feel like a rock star. Most of the people here have Christopher Reeve type injuries. Or severe stroke. There are 3 classifications: TBI (Traumatic Brain Injury), Stroke, and my classification....Spinal Cord Injury. But I can move better than all of them. I'm not complaining.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLKngYEdZKfdtKftOT6O8Pgnw_D45TsJeaDr0-MajZ-ACFmkjrtoyfoSedIwBkGJIKGFL4ar7lTPhZ7mv55KbxqlwDaFYnS8jodF9BhIdEJ5CPVr3Lls9_OlO7qXXkMdDIn4X2Qfk8ZPo/s1600/b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLKngYEdZKfdtKftOT6O8Pgnw_D45TsJeaDr0-MajZ-ACFmkjrtoyfoSedIwBkGJIKGFL4ar7lTPhZ7mv55KbxqlwDaFYnS8jodF9BhIdEJ5CPVr3Lls9_OlO7qXXkMdDIn4X2Qfk8ZPo/s1600/b.jpg" t8="true" /></a></div>Sometimes it's actually funny. Like, yesterday, I did "Kitchen Mobility". In the gym, where all therapies take place, there's a kitchen. Like a model kitchen from Home Depot. So you have to go in there and do something....like pull out the plates and not drop them. Load the dishwasher. HOLD IT! I don't have to do that ever again! I have SPINAL PRECAUTIONS....the rule is "No BLT" Which is Bending, Lifting, Twisting. So anything that requires those actions is off my list. I think loading a dishwasher definitely qualifies. Sweet! Anyway, during my Kitchen Mobility, I made chocolate chip cookies. The kitchen is fully stocked. They pulled out some mix and I said..."Uh no. No mixes." So I just did my usual recipe and it makes about 1000 cookies. I told them I only bake in bulk. They (the employees/therapists) were all so cute about it. They came in and ate all the cookies and acted like I'd done some major accomplishment. It was fun. Today I have one more Kitchen Mobility. Mat brought bananas (I keep ripe ones in the freezer of course) and I'm doing banana bread. Maybe I can bake my way out of here.<br />
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It's weird to be in the kitchen and not be able to bend reach lift or do anything "normal" But we will figure it out. I guess just wrapping my brain around it all is a process, not an event. <br />
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That's it for now. More later, I'm sure...<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdRCnacp_ZSotSlh1FZqewPA-AqgKAgx5yvle2VDuXo_aNPmrW7CTfk3bOHHBeHwXZHEtQcbgavC0DMShU_7NbC9AUQ-5rwJXhR4gVujVmgWXAYQgmdvhuAmWYuRVSAXuY8G9hIdiBQu4/s1600/a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdRCnacp_ZSotSlh1FZqewPA-AqgKAgx5yvle2VDuXo_aNPmrW7CTfk3bOHHBeHwXZHEtQcbgavC0DMShU_7NbC9AUQ-5rwJXhR4gVujVmgWXAYQgmdvhuAmWYuRVSAXuY8G9hIdiBQu4/s1600/a.jpg" t8="true" /></a></div>Thank you to ALL for the love and support. The visits keep me sane. The treats keep me happy. And I feel the prayers every day. I am blessed. </div>Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18383808699213200338noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698144096633314593.post-59420675768919625612011-02-05T00:15:00.000-08:002011-02-05T00:15:56.492-08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">this is chloe. so sorry our fam. blog has not had a post for like years! ever since the wedding things have been crazy. halle turned 3, chloe is turning 11 in feb. meg is turning 10 in march, tanner is learning banjo, katie is in the jr. R.O.T.C, sara and riley have a dog, bronx, mati is speaking spanish amazing, and mom and dad went to cali. for a trip! new years went well, we all went to sunvalley idaho. BLAST! we have a new amazing nanny, dez. things have been going well. </div>Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18383808699213200338noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698144096633314593.post-50421505849658765132010-04-07T17:00:00.000-07:002010-04-07T17:13:04.987-07:00The Proposal<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1iYq04gwi9UzKigl8xTSOhX3F-K5xiRJgxiLiZm0ZObQuUsEQQWDE-PzPxaRDWCb-t5I9T_H1X56M0M9LyU-a20K3U-Bu55TVit4BlB7KR3mxKsZld9aQlZokFZecUl1X8ASkNjG4mT8/s1600/Engaged!.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 98px; height: 130px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1iYq04gwi9UzKigl8xTSOhX3F-K5xiRJgxiLiZm0ZObQuUsEQQWDE-PzPxaRDWCb-t5I9T_H1X56M0M9LyU-a20K3U-Bu55TVit4BlB7KR3mxKsZld9aQlZokFZecUl1X8ASkNjG4mT8/s320/Engaged!.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457552938184786082" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Hello All! Sara here.<br />A lot of people have been asking lately how Riley proposed. And to be honest, I am simply thrilled to tell the story! It was perfect. However, our close family friends, and really my second set of parents, Von and Karen Larson were at the scene to film the actual proposal. Their son Taylor is serving a mission in Washington State and she wrote him to tell all about it. As much as I love telling the story, or hearing Riley tell it, I love what she wrote even more. So without further ado... The Proposal as told by Aunt Karen!<br /><br /><br />"I was cleaning the kitchen and thinking about our little Bear Lake house and wondering if Tanner Andresen had any ideas on what we could do to increase rentals when the phone rang. It was Shelly, and she asked if I could do a favor for her. She said that Riley was planning to propose to Sara at 8:30 that night, and wondered if I would lurk around the proposal site and video it. I jumped at the change to be a part (even a minor stalker part) of such an important event. Riley’s plan was to lead Sara to the garden roof of the Conference Center and when Sara looked out at the spectacular view of Salt Lake, she would see her family holding signs for Riley that said, “Sara, will you marry me?” When Sara turned to look at Riley, he would be on his knee with the ring. My job (well, the job that I delegated to Dad) was to catch this all on video.<br />My concern was that the roof would close, and the whole plan wouldn’t work out. I called Nana and she said yes, the roof closes at dusk but I was welcome to take her car and her parking pass so we could park under the Conference Center. Upon arrival at the CC, we discovered that Riley is a very persuasive young man, and had convinced the Saturday night director to give him access to the roof. All of the workers were excited and in on the plan. Tanner stopped by to make sure all was in place, and then Dad and I were escorted up to the roof to scope out where we’d be. The view was spectacular, and Dad got some great shots of the temple.<br />Sara and Riley arrived right on schedule after doing baptisms for the dead, and having the ring dropped off by a friend (it was getting sized and not ready when Riley went to pick it up). We were too far away to hear much of what was said, but it was pretty obvious Sara was excited to say yes. I did hear her say, "You stinker!" As they hugged, I was overwhelmed with the Spirit and had to shed a few tears. I was really caught off guard at how spiritual the moment was, but as I’ve thought about it, it makes absolute sense that the Spirit would be fully in attendance at a moment when an eternal family is created. I am so happy for them, and deeply grateful to a loving Heavenly Father who has created a plan for us to be together forever."<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4BMxzURfo8coBYIf-N79Xrwox6O6aHisbPMjRkMoG0_jczTMGl5-XnwWyzGGY84Bzik2YAOq5BpVyIECXtNcjnMeVutGMpBZpj857eRA6GDPRYHokEt7JvYkL-TmTu-GDN-uLLuXPxxM/s1600/Picture+003.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4BMxzURfo8coBYIf-N79Xrwox6O6aHisbPMjRkMoG0_jczTMGl5-XnwWyzGGY84Bzik2YAOq5BpVyIECXtNcjnMeVutGMpBZpj857eRA6GDPRYHokEt7JvYkL-TmTu-GDN-uLLuXPxxM/s320/Picture+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457551591260682946" border="0" /></a>Who would have thought six years later we would be getting married?!<br /></div>Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18383808699213200338noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698144096633314593.post-35201232274877495572010-03-22T16:23:00.000-07:002010-03-22T16:29:56.845-07:00willy wonka...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZdfj8j6Vw8OQjg93FPyYXssPbj-EMyztWiWp0-SNpG_SZgLVGvF0u2XyAhc40QgCrnAj_tJhDP8nu8OsXE4W9mABohS5Fr0uOfTELrk4mkPO1EsRV8HhxGBOIkT6u5owNkH2b_Io-QMM/s1600-h/willyWonkaJrLogo.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451604370164926578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZdfj8j6Vw8OQjg93FPyYXssPbj-EMyztWiWp0-SNpG_SZgLVGvF0u2XyAhc40QgCrnAj_tJhDP8nu8OsXE4W9mABohS5Fr0uOfTELrk4mkPO1EsRV8HhxGBOIkT6u5owNkH2b_Io-QMM/s320/willyWonkaJrLogo.jpg" /></a><br /><div>the girls ( mati and i) are in the play willy wonka ( the william penn play) and so far what i here is... mom, why do we have to wake up so early? well i can't judge myself ( chloe) we have to wake up at 6:30! how would you like it to wake up that early? well... IT SUCKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i have go to " hello dolly" the play, bye </div>Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18383808699213200338noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698144096633314593.post-74976000483796356232010-03-08T16:08:00.000-08:002010-04-07T16:28:25.621-07:00WEDDING<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEPQ1xHZOseT3kR_cX2r8Z3nPtbt-jps0l7LZFZNCXQfn4haYsHfrUSupYPuyWs_ccZ5X6aYXkAxPAMqoo1wVgxwu1MqfzD3TzEnZWZpTntY4gJUluPoCfr6YuekvkB-vGR2NHlHPRPLo/s1600/Four+wheeling%21.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEPQ1xHZOseT3kR_cX2r8Z3nPtbt-jps0l7LZFZNCXQfn4haYsHfrUSupYPuyWs_ccZ5X6aYXkAxPAMqoo1wVgxwu1MqfzD3TzEnZWZpTntY4gJUluPoCfr6YuekvkB-vGR2NHlHPRPLo/s320/Four+wheeling%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457541354435538274" border="0" /></a><br />June 8, 2010<br /></div>Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18383808699213200338noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698144096633314593.post-91301193919620312192010-03-06T21:50:00.000-08:002010-04-07T16:32:21.550-07:00sara jane stewart...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgpAY5fCQKRghb51eb3avdKtyyeyEGImeoF-Fsx4sk4PSkddDaiHxzd3hwH22veXx6Jf4Kbt5ImdMt50ZSNOVKL1QqMBXiWqNSumIUJ1hYp3zyFRFzKCpO785pVcz3dD8cXmYFLq_DGGU/s1600/Rodeo+010.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgpAY5fCQKRghb51eb3avdKtyyeyEGImeoF-Fsx4sk4PSkddDaiHxzd3hwH22veXx6Jf4Kbt5ImdMt50ZSNOVKL1QqMBXiWqNSumIUJ1hYp3zyFRFzKCpO785pVcz3dD8cXmYFLq_DGGU/s320/Rodeo+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457542477781083874" border="0" /></a><br />tonight sara got engaged to riley stewart! we are SO happy for them.<br />the wedding is in may ( we think). we our so blessed that riley is in our family now!<br />we love riley. p.s this is chloe.Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18383808699213200338noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698144096633314593.post-63529437382615435502010-01-30T10:39:00.001-08:002010-01-30T10:44:55.149-08:00If i wanted my own blog....I would have gotten one. But i dont so i dont have one. Whatever. I figure i am the only one who reads it anyhow. Ps this is Katie.<br />My Mom just started a catering/dessert buffet thing with her friend Mindy. They are quite the people now. Always very busy. My mom was even on Good Things Utah!!<br />Tanner goes to LDSBC and is trying to find anyone who will date him :) He is happy as ever, just waiting for Ms. Wonderful<br />Sara is doing hair at Paul Mitchell Hair School. She loves it, I hate it because she comes home and tells me all the things wrong with my hair! She is dating Riley, Tanners "ex-best friend" (quote from Tanner). Love is in the air!<br />I decided to switch it up and go to Brighton High School. I LOVE IT! School is so much fun. High school is just a blast. I quit my job at Cowboy Grub, so if you know anywhere that is hiring hook me up!<br />Chloe, Meg, and Mati are going to Pig Penn still. They aren't completely loving it, but who likes elementary school? NOONE!<br />Halle is plugging along nicely. She talks, and currently is VERY NAUGHTY! She pulls hair, hits, says NO!, terrible twos hit even our cutie Halle.<br />The Andresen Family is alive, and doing well! ALWAYS WELCOMING GUESTS AND VISITORS! COME OVER!Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18383808699213200338noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698144096633314593.post-80892068098450366052009-08-15T22:59:00.000-07:002009-08-15T23:05:29.575-07:00High School.Eight days, 7 hours and 21 minutes. That is the exact amount of freedom i have left. The green and white (or silver i am not sure) doors are calling my name. OLY FREAKIN HIGH! The class of 2012 will be welcoming themselves into the beloved senior high. Its so bitter sweet to start school this year. I am really ready for high school, but this summer went way too fast. I took drivers ed in June and it totally ruined my summer i think. School shopping starts Monday, not with my mother and father but with my high school pals. Watch out, maybe i might get dress coded this year muahahaha. I am the next Andresen to be a Titan. High school can either be the next best thing in my life or the worst. Any advice?<br /><br />OH.... Tanner is going to LDS business school<br /> Sara will be attending Paul Mitchell Beauty School<br /> The three booger balls with be going to the pig pen. William Pen<br /> Halle is walking, says grandpa and katie.<br /> The parents are the parentsShellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18383808699213200338noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698144096633314593.post-24602760206364330382009-06-17T16:09:00.000-07:002009-06-17T16:14:00.110-07:00He's back!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOEs66-4Wr_K8cQyT56D-EoXMxLTSOtfVyS7hAmFiUIgggFa0DrJSFv6otr1536Tb-8nGMhCBIgH2k-ON8q9ekBdU25LT_wHDkHAjwaJWljAsg_Mx8sGLQbbJNRioKcD6mZPiGKsxU8u8/s1600-h/First+Family+Foto!.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348438139905017554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOEs66-4Wr_K8cQyT56D-EoXMxLTSOtfVyS7hAmFiUIgggFa0DrJSFv6otr1536Tb-8nGMhCBIgH2k-ON8q9ekBdU25LT_wHDkHAjwaJWljAsg_Mx8sGLQbbJNRioKcD6mZPiGKsxU8u8/s200/First+Family+Foto!.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Our first family photo! We've had a great week...details soon. </div>Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18383808699213200338noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698144096633314593.post-17590430515030163102009-05-30T17:58:00.000-07:002009-05-30T18:56:59.860-07:0011 DAYS<div>We can't wait. Tanner gets home JUNE 9 at 7:30pm on Delta Airlines. He flies with 5 elders from Indonesia to Hong Kong, then HK to San Francisco. At that point, the 5 elders all go to different states, so Tanner thinks he's flying into SLC alone. But ... SURPRISE! Halle and I (and Mike Flegal, our travel escort extraordinnaire!) are surprising him in SF and flying that leg home with him. It will give Tanner a couple hours to meet Halle before he gets home to the mob of sisters that are eagerly anticipating his arrival.<br /><br />Tanner is going to baptize Meg on Sat. the 13 at 630 pm. And his homecoming report will be Sunday, June 14 at 11 am. We'll have food at our house after each momentous event, so if you're so inclined...head over to the casa of chaos,</div>Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18383808699213200338noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698144096633314593.post-28713786044210675072009-04-28T10:30:00.000-07:002009-04-28T10:37:00.954-07:00The Tear(ducts) are Flowing!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy3hTng4dUXsv36zq-EsA-EhwoVMATHGOQHo2OpzXXHtEct29mIYkZq6O-DL1wBCebyh5BfkiXSRimJ5aMsSMx5Cj9fcO9rtNt2W2BBN_vtrOytQEdvCfNfx1AMm-9NO7ijIrqh8IUNx8/s1600-h/halle+surgery+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329796247433561026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy3hTng4dUXsv36zq-EsA-EhwoVMATHGOQHo2OpzXXHtEct29mIYkZq6O-DL1wBCebyh5BfkiXSRimJ5aMsSMx5Cj9fcO9rtNt2W2BBN_vtrOytQEdvCfNfx1AMm-9NO7ijIrqh8IUNx8/s200/halle+surgery+1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsv2IfBsE8vo9RN3WJdIKWrU_lS1c8rldm9py1ENnvMEQzQw2REv_2XV2RaYGylpy-y_cd0hiB5Vt56plP09PpRaFART_pN9XFYBQh-rd0nBAVhp5InZzFiFRWaKPqLpgktlnKbwDkMrI/s1600-h/halle+surgery+11.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329796324634228530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsv2IfBsE8vo9RN3WJdIKWrU_lS1c8rldm9py1ENnvMEQzQw2REv_2XV2RaYGylpy-y_cd0hiB5Vt56plP09PpRaFART_pN9XFYBQh-rd0nBAVhp5InZzFiFRWaKPqLpgktlnKbwDkMrI/s200/halle+surgery+11.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Halle had stents put in her eyes on Friday. Dr Larson at PCMC did a great job, as always, and it went smoothly. She also had a GREAT anesthesiologist and she woke up much better this time.<br /><div><br /><br /><div> </div><div>She was very observant - and a little nervous - pre op.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoARr-ZT2HYUOr4FkqR98d_voThs7fW9GCcqnfQm72hPArBnEuij-_p8O5-8y_wcxRwAHet4t1ZBYeD06UmJPFEHewI2h5KY6epG75QwdIVHbKdZ3YOgn8DLTmeIGa4xAY-Ljjj8eckqU/s1600-h/halle+surgery+4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329796436927043122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoARr-ZT2HYUOr4FkqR98d_voThs7fW9GCcqnfQm72hPArBnEuij-_p8O5-8y_wcxRwAHet4t1ZBYeD06UmJPFEHewI2h5KY6epG75QwdIVHbKdZ3YOgn8DLTmeIGa4xAY-Ljjj8eckqU/s200/halle+surgery+4.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv9I8rx3BdyoWY5os-x7HhcBqievrOVUX6u4YIIv1xbKyHcRh7ik1p5RATxAWQuDVbHtTKZgB8T_GWNXtinFG4IkxGAfyc1JvisUIFZp9r_FIy0p7M7Re4sB1KDX4q7xXdQO_PTqbFg-8/s1600-h/halle+surgery+5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329796554720560338" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv9I8rx3BdyoWY5os-x7HhcBqievrOVUX6u4YIIv1xbKyHcRh7ik1p5RATxAWQuDVbHtTKZgB8T_GWNXtinFG4IkxGAfyc1JvisUIFZp9r_FIy0p7M7Re4sB1KDX4q7xXdQO_PTqbFg-8/s200/halle+surgery+5.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><br />But once it was over - just give the girl a cookie, and no one gets hurt.<br /><br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><br />And now.....she is happy as a clam, gaining weight, and all smiles again! Hurray!<br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF7x6bQmqDBL14yug4oFtTE0t5bUHVszMVRhAdg89ytMvYfhHJmpkdfopLFf5x4TKKDvqZblrDwbaYxETYw2W1pRp6ThRVbsYtuAx6MJi7XQA-rE55RNmYRSBKEWxwm1rE91oBk16qVQE/s1600-h/halle+surgery+15.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329796732514382306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF7x6bQmqDBL14yug4oFtTE0t5bUHVszMVRhAdg89ytMvYfhHJmpkdfopLFf5x4TKKDvqZblrDwbaYxETYw2W1pRp6ThRVbsYtuAx6MJi7XQA-rE55RNmYRSBKEWxwm1rE91oBk16qVQE/s200/halle+surgery+15.jpg" border="0" /></a></div></div></div></div>Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18383808699213200338noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698144096633314593.post-14603587291302742642009-04-04T13:07:00.001-07:002009-04-04T21:06:49.164-07:00Halle's been home for a year!Happy "Birth"day Halle!<br />A year ago today, Halle came home from the hospital just over 5 lbs after 4 mos in the NICU at IMC. We think having a birthday on Christmas Day isn't going to be real fun, and she wasn't due until April 10, so we have decided that we will celebrate her birthday on the day she came home from the hospital...April 4, 2008.<br /><br />I can't believe how fast the year has flown, and how much progress she has made. She is a strong little spirit with a will like none other. She is now just over 13lbs and pulling herself up to things, cruising around things, and I am sure she'll be walking within months. She has been so healthy and such a source of happiness and FUN and sheer joy in our lives. The novelty hasn't worn off a bit -- we all still rush for Halle when we come home or when she enters a room. We feel so blessed to have her. We love our Halle Jae!<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy0aUkGcegH4VcEs9w8cfP9P0YSG3upnWYaoOHsQTXGbNjFHkABu8-PZtnICvvzJO-QL7KGpT9vD_OT4k4EesFLaiFynlJFwhmbi3s8LXTo_QaVUV-D-_hqVMmilyU6t3XfWIKP31lsw0/s1600-h/halle+helping+ty.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320931378287409458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy0aUkGcegH4VcEs9w8cfP9P0YSG3upnWYaoOHsQTXGbNjFHkABu8-PZtnICvvzJO-QL7KGpT9vD_OT4k4EesFLaiFynlJFwhmbi3s8LXTo_QaVUV-D-_hqVMmilyU6t3XfWIKP31lsw0/s200/halle+helping+ty.jpg" border="0" /></a> Halle is organizing cousin Tyler's papers. I am sure he appreciated it.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0N37V8zbNG70oVY0mwCsnDB6xd4I40z9enZq3w4xFZhNKXgvS-g7vIRbsw9fkBQO9ssSapln-a1Tem1Eq-pfgaX9ZfAqLYE5wNcDDmpCu17dmla49gO-vcadfBGMsSBlay0vDTQ3Ss0w/s1600-h/halle+april+7.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320931207659448578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0N37V8zbNG70oVY0mwCsnDB6xd4I40z9enZq3w4xFZhNKXgvS-g7vIRbsw9fkBQO9ssSapln-a1Tem1Eq-pfgaX9ZfAqLYE5wNcDDmpCu17dmla49gO-vcadfBGMsSBlay0vDTQ3Ss0w/s200/halle+april+7.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />She also had her 1 year eval with DDI. She did great!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />First kids meal---nuggets! <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6N6Bj3QuvSDcCgasq_-kIUfKLd5xQwqHHiotYJT40kcdeB3QGkdD25qpcXWyN5JPeGy9WUPprc1MnO8XMI28CbtPnydQdxv0kLyxdbAppQd1qMFuQt1mQsk7GC7KdV-Q5-FYE6aLfI6s/s1600-h/halle+april+6.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320931101186397762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6N6Bj3QuvSDcCgasq_-kIUfKLd5xQwqHHiotYJT40kcdeB3QGkdD25qpcXWyN5JPeGy9WUPprc1MnO8XMI28CbtPnydQdxv0kLyxdbAppQd1qMFuQt1mQsk7GC7KdV-Q5-FYE6aLfI6s/s200/halle+april+6.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOGEPjnSvIkzvjlRekTIPj32EVvxwgPeULZW6LTaj-RDKY5G7n4tF9vSzGP-ZYbMsPG0ji1IS-kZRoEyrVcDD4JhLH9wtiwK8eBXfu17_2nyjFZOdgcd3fn4weTf-gdXjihqBE3piSom8/s1600-h/halle+april+5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320930991698990914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOGEPjnSvIkzvjlRekTIPj32EVvxwgPeULZW6LTaj-RDKY5G7n4tF9vSzGP-ZYbMsPG0ji1IS-kZRoEyrVcDD4JhLH9wtiwK8eBXfu17_2nyjFZOdgcd3fn4weTf-gdXjihqBE3piSom8/s200/halle+april+5.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />It's all hers! Even the toy. She is amazed.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />mmmmmm cream cheese on everything!<br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320930918894547202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2VFpmAMrjE90TRjHVTVs1Cm461bMTsbxH1TqhLddAWyzwshskDOVUfT1s2ipBeNeMN5XCb3ayMQEu3EvX4UXIXyGFu5Mq7jumCfNxglnhGyeoTiEGZi9ro2yRgX_QmpkHZ5IQoqH6T5Q/s200/halle+april+3.jpg" border="0" /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuONwzL0c_QJYo3XuN6jC-zQCJPUNlIPNqDOgpyooUnsXSAv1wb0WRsmG_qSr6iN41UpPuoB_fkX1f7OxlhR1wHyzMji9yImlCI8xRfO0zaRGLRbQTh1w2w1canUvWEOBcz-RiE5JipwY/s1600-h/halle+april+4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320930826308041602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuONwzL0c_QJYo3XuN6jC-zQCJPUNlIPNqDOgpyooUnsXSAv1wb0WRsmG_qSr6iN41UpPuoB_fkX1f7OxlhR1wHyzMji9yImlCI8xRfO0zaRGLRbQTh1w2w1canUvWEOBcz-RiE5JipwY/s200/halle+april+4.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />She can do it all by herself.<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKu2BGSL_lvOUJZdyAQtSgwjPNjIdFPI3ySR0-hhchXYHo95ps5O7YigfIMQguMu28DTkyuRgdwgRPClbVcv9E18gIX3LSqqKNua2QvGmok6gkVPMzUtNxyH-8uRoMlU-rK0OgmSrnepE/s1600-h/halle+april+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320930690584192242" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKu2BGSL_lvOUJZdyAQtSgwjPNjIdFPI3ySR0-hhchXYHo95ps5O7YigfIMQguMu28DTkyuRgdwgRPClbVcv9E18gIX3LSqqKNua2QvGmok6gkVPMzUtNxyH-8uRoMlU-rK0OgmSrnepE/s200/halle+april+2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br />And yes, she likes the cream cheese that finds its way on to as many things as we can put in front of her! We gotta get some weight on this girl!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSSsnbw46T951CujCg3NQT6DmLEh92mcsXLv9LhFwxgs_-Dc3u1zkPLv2DAhBc1w7B4Zr6-6ymN8LtUnTReTak_rjCDzG9MasdMYek-U5iWpN3vHQ76s4E7A9zTFhkqhG__l9FamHeQSM/s1600-h/halle+april+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320930614760856034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSSsnbw46T951CujCg3NQT6DmLEh92mcsXLv9LhFwxgs_-Dc3u1zkPLv2DAhBc1w7B4Zr6-6ymN8LtUnTReTak_rjCDzG9MasdMYek-U5iWpN3vHQ76s4E7A9zTFhkqhG__l9FamHeQSM/s200/halle+april+1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZf-T9qu6E22QbxoRG2OwVim9WeDzvTmcDktNr8rJpMRz3LWaUaCol-SBhVdjAMJWLFNvlhEY7-yV9_Pgt-Sf-yfDIWv9_bqhMTbgDeQmU3S0rkyJ9WgSAGSfbGFVDZUn7xr_n4OaGjxI/s1600-h/Halle+April.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320930488617420066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZf-T9qu6E22QbxoRG2OwVim9WeDzvTmcDktNr8rJpMRz3LWaUaCol-SBhVdjAMJWLFNvlhEY7-yV9_Pgt-Sf-yfDIWv9_bqhMTbgDeQmU3S0rkyJ9WgSAGSfbGFVDZUn7xr_n4OaGjxI/s200/Halle+April.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div>She is such a sweetie. The year has flown. We are so glad she's part of our family!<br /><br /></div><div></div></div></div>Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18383808699213200338noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698144096633314593.post-33501667993595548562009-04-01T16:16:00.000-07:002009-04-01T16:18:12.752-07:00Grandma and her babies...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj81ZlxZmSHDnJQ5O019G8xS9oWcHqUBfIPsFFXslU55-03fbjNTsDU0fZploZrOtfhR-C73arAyk78pDa-lyrqFuIyqlxG2wSs64qlPhuoHUCS_Bpw7QeYonYBEsl1xX7Ot7uhI8ynrao/s1600-h/Grandma+and+Halle.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319866090309045362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj81ZlxZmSHDnJQ5O019G8xS9oWcHqUBfIPsFFXslU55-03fbjNTsDU0fZploZrOtfhR-C73arAyk78pDa-lyrqFuIyqlxG2wSs64qlPhuoHUCS_Bpw7QeYonYBEsl1xX7Ot7uhI8ynrao/s200/Grandma+and+Halle.jpg" border="0" /></a> Halle stopped by Grandpa and Grandma's for a little visit. Scrappy gets totally freaked out by Halle. Grandma tries to hold both babies at once!<br /><div></div>Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18383808699213200338noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698144096633314593.post-1572893559748774832009-03-31T12:43:00.000-07:002009-03-31T13:01:17.402-07:00It's April Fool's Eve...St Patricks Day was festive at our house! Just look at Halle having fun with Brother Jenkins.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0J6KF-DY8-BWmJ2nCJ_SuMYJW8QmYafbCxEAlkJR-vDxmZnVPcyHkIxukTcTeejzcdiH21LKAkuQz_m5cpeBI1VQiL03Rz_1K25XqhJFlAZ14VcIRGHUFQAev-cPi3VRSwvNaC7JPLD4/s1600-h/Ward+party+3.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319443073647917234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0J6KF-DY8-BWmJ2nCJ_SuMYJW8QmYafbCxEAlkJR-vDxmZnVPcyHkIxukTcTeejzcdiH21LKAkuQz_m5cpeBI1VQiL03Rz_1K25XqhJFlAZ14VcIRGHUFQAev-cPi3VRSwvNaC7JPLD4/s200/Ward+party+3.jpg" border="0" /></a> Mat and I made our debut as Activities Committee Chairmen with a ward party ... "ShamROCK the House". We had a great pasta bar, limerick writing contest, and while I was hopeful we would have karaoke, alas, we ran out of time before that could begin. No worries, I plan to incorporate karaoke into the next ward party. (Assuming I don't get a quick release once receipts are turned in...)<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5vPGj4_jVqNVvv_UPE2zUv6YgtP8mABAZS2Y0s595FNAkUcVg-urZ09wlxjGT_2nLpYJpD4yUE3l-4yx35PHv5cMbzgRDarprY86bAWlPAjEefT_KRIdAIvFlsrbSGVwrrAZfG7h_FRA/s1600-h/ward+party+4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319442994838707490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5vPGj4_jVqNVvv_UPE2zUv6YgtP8mABAZS2Y0s595FNAkUcVg-urZ09wlxjGT_2nLpYJpD4yUE3l-4yx35PHv5cMbzgRDarprY86bAWlPAjEefT_KRIdAIvFlsrbSGVwrrAZfG7h_FRA/s200/ward+party+4.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLPdAmwZs6LS_bca84LTpidJtfzPdzgKn9guTZLrqEN9sPbCheutcjerx1EhX2XCzrMXUXSKXnqWat5dPyx8_r7tl3fIjAUhhZBT-oZ2lobiWdWAjvQ3doa8mGR0NHTJgr1YZhHQmfpWs/s1600-h/Ward+party+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319442787470931618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLPdAmwZs6LS_bca84LTpidJtfzPdzgKn9guTZLrqEN9sPbCheutcjerx1EhX2XCzrMXUXSKXnqWat5dPyx8_r7tl3fIjAUhhZBT-oZ2lobiWdWAjvQ3doa8mGR0NHTJgr1YZhHQmfpWs/s200/Ward+party+2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Joey and Sara, helping and being good sports...as always!</div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Jodi and Pat, my committee...who do most of the work!<br /><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9OMiJXB-xKD5VwMvFDhwpGV3us8lwcCbvr9TP-TgekHwNM6YGlzZ1Uygx6eHCqqNV_zuJjF1cVWo7aAnw89ZNM09SjTWE8qBlLorh3LlbNplnHYXa2dBziPt8UPinPz00pxGfrqGQzno/s1600-h/Chloe+St+Paddy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319442694966537090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9OMiJXB-xKD5VwMvFDhwpGV3us8lwcCbvr9TP-TgekHwNM6YGlzZ1Uygx6eHCqqNV_zuJjF1cVWo7aAnw89ZNM09SjTWE8qBlLorh3LlbNplnHYXa2dBziPt8UPinPz00pxGfrqGQzno/s200/Chloe+St+Paddy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div>The kids are always shocked that they don't ever get a leprechaun, despite their amazing traps they set out the night before. <br /><br /><br />The Cream of Wheat turned green, though!</div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319442612114181778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzyIf06Hh5JU8LkPWKdVfebbdvmaEBX6jgAIUyHUYuaB02HnOW04Cj1lmmUsQ0PBG2sC0pkRKqXeVi6u-dpIsEhlPVlw-2a82f76TgvWgyWbomht6UOiyMmGDVRnt5EI0LTnyvoOTyjpw/s200/Meg+St+Paddy.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcVhGxvWrcTk97uhhDZWv4_xjeqcMPGUSWTdGprFR75GMJ385H5_fXOrqfipkX9tIY4y6gdYsdkBYnf1jaE5eJkI0DyCECsylx9jUzEVBr1WmyBPc_rdaJBUL6AVs9v94-uUDEWZgiFGo/s1600-h/Mati+St+Paddy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319442525553100882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcVhGxvWrcTk97uhhDZWv4_xjeqcMPGUSWTdGprFR75GMJ385H5_fXOrqfipkX9tIY4y6gdYsdkBYnf1jaE5eJkI0DyCECsylx9jUzEVBr1WmyBPc_rdaJBUL6AVs9v94-uUDEWZgiFGo/s200/Mati+St+Paddy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Mati just couldn't believe it!<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><br /> </div><div>And finally.....Miss Halle had her 15 month check up. <img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319440823966627042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKeLXk-ztZTPHrYEKXA01eGdZ9vSSEy3s4rT4EzfS2FFuKWYUM_6ca06rtx2V0N969g4O_-Y76zlqxTlPOe-htiN4PVGY0TyDOfWa8GWrWwT0JswYSd426ECK4n8pRxHr-TFvNDNAUdP8/s200/Halle+and+spec.jpg" border="0" />She is a whopping 13 lbs 4 oz. So...Halle now gets an appetite stimulant. Yes, we are treading new waters in the Andresen home. If she can't get fat at our house, she can't get fat! We are working hard on it. She is just so tiny, and so busy when she's awake, I think she burns more calories than she could ever take in. She is doing great developmentally. She is going to have stents put in her tear ducts on April 24, but she did great with her last little eye surgery so we expect all to be well this time, too! </div><div> </div><div>Chloe got her cast off. She has been such a trooper. She tries so hard to walk, and her foot is sore and stiff, but she presses on! She is a good kid.</div><div><br />Craig celebrated April Fools a little early - he gave himself a haircut. He came over and said "My mom's gonna be so mad. Will you call her?" So...I called Deb and gave her the good news. Craigy swore he'd never do that again.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXIkKsKUHOTA32hCZHL6shiqI-pq1eY-_GPS1hF4k4FfBfXuwwzj3T325RmPWI82ckWhFTGCwkRct1pliCbs_J_tcsW4FjpGbEqjUjsBwlM4rG5kIfuzmfmc1rRc7jOoEWvSnlI45095A/s1600-h/Craig+hair+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319440219882201554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXIkKsKUHOTA32hCZHL6shiqI-pq1eY-_GPS1hF4k4FfBfXuwwzj3T325RmPWI82ckWhFTGCwkRct1pliCbs_J_tcsW4FjpGbEqjUjsBwlM4rG5kIfuzmfmc1rRc7jOoEWvSnlI45095A/s200/Craig+hair+1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> </div></div></div>Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18383808699213200338noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698144096633314593.post-87223594405006910122009-03-20T08:58:00.001-07:002009-03-20T10:06:56.216-07:00Spring has sprung?I hope it's really spring. I love the warm weather, and the kiddos love being outside!<br /><br /><div></div><div>We've had a busy week or two. Last week I was lucky to be part of an incredible adoption experience. A <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUTnmkIq_UBKpd8CeKmaUzXny_bZcdzZS6ydqmVu31lwd3aFHcs4Am83SKwv0bAaToFkN7pTOFBFpnV3cftR4fjsh2yoelt3uMUSOVriyBNuSR95EJEjSHnp4Q0I_rkGHEBR1DhPwe_tw/s1600-h/Alicia+4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315300030679043186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUTnmkIq_UBKpd8CeKmaUzXny_bZcdzZS6ydqmVu31lwd3aFHcs4Am83SKwv0bAaToFkN7pTOFBFpnV3cftR4fjsh2yoelt3uMUSOVriyBNuSR95EJEjSHnp4Q0I_rkGHEBR1DhPwe_tw/s200/Alicia+4.jpg" border="0" /></a>sweet birthmom, Alicia, who I worked with last year, came and placed her sweet son with the same family who adopted her daughter. Alicia and I really bonded, and I really love her. She is an amazing woman who did this for all the right reasons. I admire and respect her very much. </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>After a few false alarms, baby Elijah was born by c-section early Friday morning. He is healthy and doing well with his new family.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315300131514414386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUF0xwqozFGbv2WlVGpuVsCeLgV7avMw8PREJ8sdj51dhNEfMQhVpIAvQmXVMiaA9A5c8PsPLhDEurD1mjxGazZD9s1xwSPs2iYFhxPag55YiWN-9MGsMyAzlMq2AdF2NOXGguqupxYcI/s200/Alicia+9.jpg" border="0" /></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>Mat's niece, Heather, got married last week and we had a great time spending time with Mat's family...Kari & Marci both came to SLC as well as some of their children, spouses and grandchildren. I can't believe I'm a great aunt, and it's even more surreal that Halle is playing with my niece's and nephew's children who are her same age, but it sure is fun.</div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">The biggest news of the week is that </span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-size:180%;">MEG IS EIGHT</span>!! </span></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;">Meg's birthday is March 12 and she is one great 8 yr old. She got an electric scooter and some new clothes, and had a big 4 tiered red velvet cake. She does not like being the center of attention, so we didn't get any real great photos of the magic moment when she reluctantly blew out the candles. </span></div><div></div><div><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div>Seeing the scooter for the first time.... HURRAY!!<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4R38BpUxJdZ3qSemlEtRVnLcyuc3b1TamgloKjkZAOkbJbaG4IpFobU0l8cxxxJOQgbnv1UwqlobI4ipcKXucqo6jOE6UijV0oMBLffsWiGF21qcCJzPpfgRYu_sr4fUpopsh-tx6bs0/s1600-h/Meg+bday1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315302072589331522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4R38BpUxJdZ3qSemlEtRVnLcyuc3b1TamgloKjkZAOkbJbaG4IpFobU0l8cxxxJOQgbnv1UwqlobI4ipcKXucqo6jOE6UijV0oMBLffsWiGF21qcCJzPpfgRYu_sr4fUpopsh-tx6bs0/s200/Meg+bday1.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGQvM02ieB2L2ZF5AIGyQ17X-KILww6Li3PubIPrvkL5a7UfZC8-O5HxqvbpSfP9HrUuEfDbv5N_GpkIuIG_duCXTYrZOOnSUO6tPGc7K82QahT_21KD5y5oXGHER_CmKgRBc9nfPzlIo/s1600-h/Meg+bday+4.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315302158931320722" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGQvM02ieB2L2ZF5AIGyQ17X-KILww6Li3PubIPrvkL5a7UfZC8-O5HxqvbpSfP9HrUuEfDbv5N_GpkIuIG_duCXTYrZOOnSUO6tPGc7K82QahT_21KD5y5oXGHER_CmKgRBc9nfPzlIo/s200/Meg+bday+4.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div><div>We LOVE our Meggity. She is an obedient, fun girl and we are so lucky to have her in our family! Stay tuned for baptism details...she wants to wait for her brother to get home. We'll let you know the date!</div></div>Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18383808699213200338noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698144096633314593.post-51197923565150359622009-03-06T20:24:00.000-08:002009-03-06T20:52:57.285-08:00I adore my Grandma!<span style="color:#000066;"> I am not afraid to say it. I have the BEST <span style="font-size:130%;">Grandma</span> in the world. As she approaches her 96th birthday this week..MARCH 9th...I can't help but be thankful and proud to have such an <span style="font-size:130%;">amazing</span> woman in my life for as long as I can remember. She is vivacious, <span style="font-size:130%;">fun</span>, and always looks perfect.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#000066;">My <span style="font-size:130%;">favorite</span> things about her are... (and these are in no particular order)</span><br /><span style="color:#000066;">1. <strong>Her love of music.</strong> Grandma has the best <span style="font-size:130%;">songs</span> ("Up Up In The Sky" and "A Little Boy Went Walking") and I LOVE that my <span style="font-size:130%;">children </span>have learned them from her. (Here she is singing with Halle!)</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4PbAoTQTs9tg8elHgOXAipc3FhcSuDHv5A0v-CXODjTmtx_pJIJsYpcXLEnFq0epmn2R-4knMJzWcVLUkPrKr7CG8sYj15LTLaIVhM-AEzXoxAHf_Ak4vAfsstHQ7gL2Rl-DHrlPvPOw/s1600-h/IMG00191.jpg"><span style="color:#000066;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310297155783843202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4PbAoTQTs9tg8elHgOXAipc3FhcSuDHv5A0v-CXODjTmtx_pJIJsYpcXLEnFq0epmn2R-4knMJzWcVLUkPrKr7CG8sYj15LTLaIVhM-AEzXoxAHf_Ak4vAfsstHQ7gL2Rl-DHrlPvPOw/s200/IMG00191.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><br /><span style="color:#000066;">She is always my biggest <span style="font-size:130%;">cheerleader</span> with my music. She came to every recital, listened to me play whenever I wanted (or didn't) and always made me think I was the most <span style="font-size:130%;">amazing</span> musician she'd ever heard. (even though we both know I'm not) She arranged for me to play the Tabernacle organ when I was a teenager, and to this day, still comes to every event I play at - big or small.</span><br /><span style="color:#000066;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000066;">2. <strong>Her cooking.</strong> Grandma has a <span style="font-size:130%;">magic</span> kitchen. I'm convinced. No matter what time of day you show up, announced or not, Grandma starts pulling things from her cupboards and fridge and in no time, you're sitting at her table - complete with linens - eating a <span style="font-size:130%;">gourmet</span> meal. Her cooked <span style="font-size:130%;">carrots</span>, date <span style="font-size:130%;">cookies</span>, and Christmas <span style="font-size:130%;">candy</span> are unlike any other.</span><br /><span style="color:#000066;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000066;">3. <strong>Her style.</strong> How many women at age 96 are <span style="font-size:130%;">fashion</span> icons? If I had any sense of <span style="font-size:130%;">style</span> like Grandma, I'd be the second best dressed woman on the block...second only to her.</span><br /><span style="color:#000066;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000066;">4. <strong>Her sense of humor.</strong> Grandma will laugh with you. Just last week when I went to visit, she said "Oh, laws. I am getting old. This morning I thought I'd have a piece of toast, but I couldn't remember where I'd put the toaster!" And she just laughed. </span><br /><span style="color:#000066;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000066;">5. <strong>Her interest in me and my family.</strong> Grandma makes us feel like we are the most important people in her life. She asks the kids what they are up to, and when we leave (right after we get our Kit Kat bars) she always tells us, "I'm so proud of my family..." or "There's nothing like family..." </span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Sf1RvzXNZ-t0pF4H7958PKszbZfT7JubO1pIOxaT4qR3U14dNBB2-1AUutLUKesnEZ3zT31OnLJaNpkgJTt9304HnTlKGS4v8Pp3PwQJb8O8Y-f7rYf6HG8Ds5Ay5lqtYZnyoh0p2rA/s1600-h/IMG00192.jpg"><span style="color:#000066;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310297268664904866" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-Sf1RvzXNZ-t0pF4H7958PKszbZfT7JubO1pIOxaT4qR3U14dNBB2-1AUutLUKesnEZ3zT31OnLJaNpkgJTt9304HnTlKGS4v8Pp3PwQJb8O8Y-f7rYf6HG8Ds5Ay5lqtYZnyoh0p2rA/s200/IMG00192.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><br /><span style="color:#000066;">6. <strong>Her stories...and my favorite, her love story with my Grandpa Alton.</strong> I love hearing Grandma tell <span style="font-size:130%;">stories</span>. I love hearing her tell about when Marvin got his motorcycle...or when Alton brought home a goat...("it 'went after' the children and me...Alton took that goat away and I never saw it again!"). I love hearing her talk about how "Alton was so <span style="font-size:130%;">good</span> to me. Anything I wanted...he figured out a way..." or "Alton would do anything for the children...anything for the<span style="font-size:130%;"> family</span>...". I love hearing her talk about "gentleman friends" who would be interested in her, and she'd tell them if they wanted more than a <span style="font-size:130%;">friend</span> to "look elsewhere". I love that she thinks my dad (Marvin) and my two aunts (Marie and LuAnn) are <span style="font-size:130%;">perfect</span>. Actually, they are pretty close. And they have an <span style="font-size:130%;">angel</span> mother.</span><br /><span style="color:#000066;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000066;">7. <strong>Her strength.</strong> I have never EVER heard Grandma complain. She has been a widow 40+ years. She has had health problems. She has had disappointments and heartbreaks, I'm sure, but I've <span style="font-size:130%;">never</span> heard her once<span style="font-size:130%;"> complain</span> about anything. I am sure she is in pain quite a bit; her body is old and tired, her back and legs are crooked. Yet she never utters a negative word about anything. She just says how <span style="font-size:130%;">lucky</span> she is.<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#000066;"> 8. <strong>Her selflessness. </strong>Grandma is the most <span style="font-size:130%;">generous</span> person in the world, with her time, her resources, and her love. She is always worried about everyone else's comfort and <span style="font-size:130%;">happiness</span>. She never forgets a birthday. She makes Christmas magical ... still. She would do anything for me. For anyone. I know that. </span><br /><span style="color:#000066;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000066;">9. <strong>Her testimony. </strong>Grandma has a testimony of the gospel of <span style="font-size:130%;">Jesus Christ</span>. She lives it. She knows the gospel. She loves Joseph Smith and has studied his life and his words. She sustains the current prophet,<span style="font-size:130%;"> President Monson</span>. And she is a <span style="font-size:130%;">disciple</span> of Jesus Christ. That's a testimony right there.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310297376705109042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB_5SMYY-OltwZ6EEGPG0ALHh75k-Gxk8oFKFEtlUq_b2W9HAq8nl_mhnIS0ItqlrZzqmjnshKf5mrC_NGYNNkOfN3aiY53i65Q7EpIAH_gbI9_THhL9rgC92oZPOmx3Brxqlg7HsOcvw/s200/IMG00276.jpg" border="0" /></span><br /><span style="color:#000066;">I am the luckiest girl in the world to call <span style="font-size:130%;">Verna Melville</span> my <span style="font-size:130%;">grandma</span>. I <em>adore</em> her.<br /><br />(This is a photo of Grandma leading the music at LaRae Kramer's funeral. LaRae was her neighbor for 30+ years and when she died a few months ago, she requested that Grandma lead the music at her funeral.)</span><br /><span style="color:#000066;"><br /><br /><br /></span><div></div>Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18383808699213200338noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698144096633314593.post-85808055106804250112009-03-06T19:11:00.000-08:002009-03-06T19:58:08.549-08:00March comes in like a...virus!<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310289421170726866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPGhlM92JJ3-ShUz8d_9LC4Xl0mNpDbK44xRkoILkxSwhAJnyb03gmU90GBHf4I1-zNqnUuurNAQdm_TYEppDCw6kjJzOd1X3m-B7f1Ui0QuLB7f3t-lw5kN0-JHXXuSMMhpu3SdFK4GA/s200/aa.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div>It's been a rough week. They say March comes in like a lion. And it did...a ferocious lion....</div><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOToTHKXzoIE3P7z2aVVHNQ9f778GSFdFLimS5dxnOfDp4g84sp-_yunekGA8VZEXihhlLdRaIkKJ_-lZJ5n99BkRRs8PgamEh5gCpbQyiTjy2jvOL3ukPgmc5jT53GbU-6NeVeADNKoE/s1600-h/IMG00432.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310279415889991442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOToTHKXzoIE3P7z2aVVHNQ9f778GSFdFLimS5dxnOfDp4g84sp-_yunekGA8VZEXihhlLdRaIkKJ_-lZJ5n99BkRRs8PgamEh5gCpbQyiTjy2jvOL3ukPgmc5jT53GbU-6NeVeADNKoE/s200/IMG00432.jpg" border="0" /></a>We began our week with Chloe having surgery on her leg. She was a trooper. (And we love Primary Children's Hospital!) She cannot put any weight on it, so she has become a wheelchair wizard and queen of the crutches.<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4kbS1eV6EE_0wr52-NKhi12nYvSB956fyQZYefWz0Bq80rLPH_29whLd-eRB7Ap0FJWXQRq6CncZp9WuKCvezAOdc3ZCzXNmYNjOAwAvP8txs4G7uUFt6iruMYh1uoTv0HobDOXyEjGs/s1600-h/IMG00271.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310279228239186818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4kbS1eV6EE_0wr52-NKhi12nYvSB956fyQZYefWz0Bq80rLPH_29whLd-eRB7Ap0FJWXQRq6CncZp9WuKCvezAOdc3ZCzXNmYNjOAwAvP8txs4G7uUFt6iruMYh1uoTv0HobDOXyEjGs/s200/IMG00271.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div>Next, we come to Meg. She's been out of school for TWO weeks...we thought she was having an asthma attack (thank you, SLC inversion!) But after 2 trips to the Dr and 2 more trips to Primary's to the ER...its looking like RSV. She, too, has been a trooper. We just really appreciate her breathing on her own when possible.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCdAOmJFkcnQInZKEwx-Y58AvEpf1P9Vr06dqmjj6-Pr41wZcPTIKgaScrvojoswsHDjKeWWw2MhqeStlYYdzNMuk-wo2maYOdVLr5DVZLolhRnM0rhQclfFEwjet8KT0QrUsW05Z8vEU/s1600-h/cid_683.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310280930252079346" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCdAOmJFkcnQInZKEwx-Y58AvEpf1P9Vr06dqmjj6-Pr41wZcPTIKgaScrvojoswsHDjKeWWw2MhqeStlYYdzNMuk-wo2maYOdVLr5DVZLolhRnM0rhQclfFEwjet8KT0QrUsW05Z8vEU/s200/cid_683.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Then, we come to Mati...who had croup. She has not felt well, but again, rarely complained. (as long as she has Baskin Robbins)</div><br /><br /><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwAz62jSQi4ZZ6Ljxw8AojZRfBLsLAoKyaf4KlNBuN-yiLc_F1lolFST9Bwucnc7bUgw1Lkk-dkvMZpBZIFdZH-nLIxmTZnsguiEbRrKiAP_Y-OW_a77dL0kppOhOU7KAPkhovu6qqIRY/s1600-h/cid_IMG00365.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310281480272171570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwAz62jSQi4ZZ6Ljxw8AojZRfBLsLAoKyaf4KlNBuN-yiLc_F1lolFST9Bwucnc7bUgw1Lkk-dkvMZpBZIFdZH-nLIxmTZnsguiEbRrKiAP_Y-OW_a77dL0kppOhOU7KAPkhovu6qqIRY/s200/cid_IMG00365.jpg" border="0" /></a> And finally, Miss Halle. She has probably become the latest RSV carrier. She has 3 different inhalers, some oral meds, and a million dollar smile with TWO new teeth. Here we are waiting for Dr. Owens to come in. (she also had 2 ear infections this day) Can you tell?<br /></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-P20plmZ2CLx-4WGpbZecVPcPF4uv8n7KPxTiCC6az5EAbLeCBTmNUNPDCTvmPzjNkv7lUlaLbazdUK-gMNyESctZLraCmACCSfHywTF2ZMYnUj66Eov13HetyPJ3XyFnNPZcj2W48V0/s1600-h/a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310282464002399186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 82px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-P20plmZ2CLx-4WGpbZecVPcPF4uv8n7KPxTiCC6az5EAbLeCBTmNUNPDCTvmPzjNkv7lUlaLbazdUK-gMNyESctZLraCmACCSfHywTF2ZMYnUj66Eov13HetyPJ3XyFnNPZcj2W48V0/s200/a.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-P20plmZ2CLx-4WGpbZecVPcPF4uv8n7KPxTiCC6az5EAbLeCBTmNUNPDCTvmPzjNkv7lUlaLbazdUK-gMNyESctZLraCmACCSfHywTF2ZMYnUj66Eov13HetyPJ3XyFnNPZcj2W48V0/s1600-h/a.jpg"></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>And to top it all off...Mat was in Detroit this week for work. </div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0c87dQjjd5AZvQCT3zEMylTHQH6pbWmtcW4vlXMm-cYuwYbcIYx_Si7qM_WciCGGapLgS3olNkfbxu_FLShyphenhyphenZrMfvhzKkmlkaLQ6tLHtIlJgRA2nV9vb2S4Y2jJvLpqerFbjIveOXjmk/s1600-h/at+airport.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310282877185176578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0c87dQjjd5AZvQCT3zEMylTHQH6pbWmtcW4vlXMm-cYuwYbcIYx_Si7qM_WciCGGapLgS3olNkfbxu_FLShyphenhyphenZrMfvhzKkmlkaLQ6tLHtIlJgRA2nV9vb2S4Y2jJvLpqerFbjIveOXjmk/s200/at+airport.jpg" border="0" /></a>It was ugly.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Luckily, though, we have Sara and Joey to help keep everyone fed, medicated, entertained, and loved.</div></div><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310281857556205010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsy5WytMDQ9vGka6zGgq3bbNh5iXegQXi2lGND3uxmDu_9bLQ1Hke8kjemvMlSjg5iWX6U37h0tRcShazc7Qrqjy32tY72H0k8P8YKFY5ktelrKUpXfCrcTMVCn9zVwvkD3u8A6KErWVc/s200/IMG00431.jpg" border="0" />And we had a few firsts!!<br /></div></div></div></div><br /><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlcNYrllR_VlkPWbyEXHlX8FuLUmCzh3NiSSb_vmjCTI-HmIQ-QKLlAaztDpaWesx2EGZbLczuStu2i2zeYZ_iimV175XTo6hbJ78iLuaZ_s47dTfUwVq_GcQTcPTAxMB_NwF2T7rn4Ak/s1600-h/halle+and+mat.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310283418002176770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlcNYrllR_VlkPWbyEXHlX8FuLUmCzh3NiSSb_vmjCTI-HmIQ-QKLlAaztDpaWesx2EGZbLczuStu2i2zeYZ_iimV175XTo6hbJ78iLuaZ_s47dTfUwVq_GcQTcPTAxMB_NwF2T7rn4Ak/s200/halle+and+mat.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><p>Halle's first trip to the airport (to welcome home cousin Ty, returning from the Hungary mission)...</p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1kTdjOTbOmxdPPT3tpnMQr72SYloy2gP9JiKD3aXnQ4Q3k3CNTsvi2h4VJHicGbdOJn4ZVX8XpYlOwfi_zTlmS5C_dOhzO3RPHXT24J_r8oACZBIe6C_CrXagxWeQbtSw6F9i9Y2ock4/s1600-h/cid_648.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310286919526755650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1kTdjOTbOmxdPPT3tpnMQr72SYloy2gP9JiKD3aXnQ4Q3k3CNTsvi2h4VJHicGbdOJn4ZVX8XpYlOwfi_zTlmS5C_dOhzO3RPHXT24J_r8oACZBIe6C_CrXagxWeQbtSw6F9i9Y2ock4/s200/cid_648.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div>Chloe and Mati had their first "real" manicures... </div><br /><br /><div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjORRkdj4OHAN9_Kmx19-oc6VX3xtpsII8VSsAziXK56zKVGhfHFdvu4o0PXUlYrxJrHFe_BZ4eiutRJb767XPKL0g8-eNOf4g0ou4yPVDao-Grn0ifAAS2bCbK53VEY1k8BsmR87D-_no/s1600-h/halle+in+sink.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310284458569134018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjORRkdj4OHAN9_Kmx19-oc6VX3xtpsII8VSsAziXK56zKVGhfHFdvu4o0PXUlYrxJrHFe_BZ4eiutRJb767XPKL0g8-eNOf4g0ou4yPVDao-Grn0ifAAS2bCbK53VEY1k8BsmR87D-_no/s200/halle+in+sink.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Halle had her first bath in the sink...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv8Yrf1BjzhSzXcaB1vQYQdpTt6WJZUj59oBZRwa9M0HsaJuIoxMAUnOR1vvdCXnip82iOz88yQT19JqCDuhc7pwfQ6EAHm5cnX4EDkCCfHD0kpzHz6hlct0dZ_ZVyZwWr0IIOhzVbjOA/s1600-h/a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310284783270723490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv8Yrf1BjzhSzXcaB1vQYQdpTt6WJZUj59oBZRwa9M0HsaJuIoxMAUnOR1vvdCXnip82iOz88yQT19JqCDuhc7pwfQ6EAHm5cnX4EDkCCfHD0kpzHz6hlct0dZ_ZVyZwWr0IIOhzVbjOA/s200/a.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><p>And got her first two teeth within two days...</p><br /><br /><p></p><p>And I braided extensions into Meg's hair for the first time (with yarn even!)</p><p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrCWWHk9x1gDsBujaRNtlJqMeZJ7xyQmV23ZpsfV7_AMNUCuooujmlsSBYgy8_IfYZLA2ejzFZ2Li-XPn7UzVZAKYmJQhWrXCbNhNMUXtZCfxqnJPha-hN4VdeWEfnCNY6q3JghmVPdzg/s1600-h/IMG00469.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310285924658937042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrCWWHk9x1gDsBujaRNtlJqMeZJ7xyQmV23ZpsfV7_AMNUCuooujmlsSBYgy8_IfYZLA2ejzFZ2Li-XPn7UzVZAKYmJQhWrXCbNhNMUXtZCfxqnJPha-hN4VdeWEfnCNY6q3JghmVPdzg/s200/IMG00469.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p>Lots of good firsts. And the kids are slowly but surely feeling better..Mat is back in SLC...and bottom line....we survived one ugly week. Grrrrr!</p></div></div></div></div>Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18383808699213200338noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8698144096633314593.post-31391137545258232662009-02-24T09:13:00.000-08:002009-02-24T09:38:01.566-08:00The Latest and Greatest.<div><div><div><div><div>It's been far too long, but I am going to try much harder to be better at this. Life is busy. In all the good ways.</div><br /><div>We've jumped right into the New Year with enthusiasm...especially because we can say Tanner is coming home <em>this year</em>!</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPA7S-jMjjHfHT_TNgs5cut55dAN8rnzdI58uAUwB-nXXP7IIVVaNkirNqHvDepEqTw9zNGLIKmfuQJ2Zy-sKOKPV35JBf9KiGENiAzdwVZz7QnboaqieGD_LXqzwxhD4vyGjPHWqYxGs/s1600-h/Peter.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306414678753392946" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPA7S-jMjjHfHT_TNgs5cut55dAN8rnzdI58uAUwB-nXXP7IIVVaNkirNqHvDepEqTw9zNGLIKmfuQJ2Zy-sKOKPV35JBf9KiGENiAzdwVZz7QnboaqieGD_LXqzwxhD4vyGjPHWqYxGs/s200/Peter.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis0Lo2Adxqsf1lURz0QE3Z4na9OSWIQWMQ6uC90RM2JacQ7e0-xkXSfm8KQ7iQdA1J_bsbQZfm9EE-0BQdzewvYNgafj6owznoeT0uI2cqwQVSE8lYYzkCa3XEWVD6OamfCxlYmvx8yBw/s1600-h/hyfytf.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306414275843877282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis0Lo2Adxqsf1lURz0QE3Z4na9OSWIQWMQ6uC90RM2JacQ7e0-xkXSfm8KQ7iQdA1J_bsbQZfm9EE-0BQdzewvYNgafj6owznoeT0uI2cqwQVSE8lYYzkCa3XEWVD6OamfCxlYmvx8yBw/s200/hyfytf.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Sara is trying to acclimate to being home again. She is working at the Lion House doing birthday parties, and does a great job. She is also taking classes at SLCC. Her mom is </div><div>SO happy she's home. She is so helpful, and knows just how and when to jump in when I need it most! Katie is busy with the play at Evergreen...PeterPan. Yes, see her if you need tickets. She is accompanying - it's her first big production as the accompanist. I am proud of her. It's been a challenge and she's doing well. </div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlWtbo0QuyfC1QSqcFyvnzjF8dPyLh47pcIg08ZflK0vWd05WNz0k1Q-k_SaPAciaAaUoGsd-HXDZ82j-7fptem8fdnumHLolnRE__fphvtkKrovc_nJS-9e3bdlRsDwwy3MesH5iILxs/s1600-h/heel.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306415525614511970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 104px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlWtbo0QuyfC1QSqcFyvnzjF8dPyLh47pcIg08ZflK0vWd05WNz0k1Q-k_SaPAciaAaUoGsd-HXDZ82j-7fptem8fdnumHLolnRE__fphvtkKrovc_nJS-9e3bdlRsDwwy3MesH5iILxs/s200/heel.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Chloe is having foot surgery tomorrow at Primary Children's Hospital. She has a talo-calcaneal coalition. She has been in a lot of pain, and her mother <a-hem>hasn't been too sympathetic. (insert cries of anguish and guilt here) Chloe is <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnEsXv5MPrH-X6JIbUR32LRaTNNSrKhiNrDp8S7Jrt2gtUZBiDnrBTo7IE0z2byHSGNOgfQO-Xt7TXsaSoqpWAWKyGJsWHpyQbuvpvyM3RbysGgKcXFnEgR0UN19WvYCwZQskS4sr_YK8/s1600-h/a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306416098181442418" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 90px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnEsXv5MPrH-X6JIbUR32LRaTNNSrKhiNrDp8S7Jrt2gtUZBiDnrBTo7IE0z2byHSGNOgfQO-Xt7TXsaSoqpWAWKyGJsWHpyQbuvpvyM3RbysGgKcXFnEgR0UN19WvYCwZQskS4sr_YK8/s200/a.jpg" border="0" /></a>a trooper and we are so excited for her to feel better.</div><div></div><br /><div>Meg is dying to play soccer. Grandpa Marv came and kicked around with her yesterday and even this old mother played with her on Saturday. (photos to prove it coming soon) She is a natural athlete...time to get going.</div><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTzvqaPpCFZm4t8yvyB6JO_Vay9Tkj4maxAXSgqD6pAaoQ11x0To7TJuJ9RMCtXKs28bDWqJd7sRBUwEKWC93mWHmsNWXYBRyatDK-zEZ_PO3ZUD0XeSJca88Ipt1TQlacgofVGxcpEWY/s1600-h/b.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306417056437855202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 74px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTzvqaPpCFZm4t8yvyB6JO_Vay9Tkj4maxAXSgqD6pAaoQ11x0To7TJuJ9RMCtXKs28bDWqJd7sRBUwEKWC93mWHmsNWXYBRyatDK-zEZ_PO3ZUD0XeSJca88Ipt1TQlacgofVGxcpEWY/s200/b.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Mati --our little artist. She colors and writes on everything. And we were at Robintinos for dinner the other night. She brought her friend, Zoe, and they brought Barbies along to play while we waited for food. They were sitting there chattering back and forth in Spanish (Zoe and Mati are both in the Spanish immersion program at school) I asked what they were playing, and they said "Our Barbies are on a trip to Mexico!" Of course. I can't believe I had to ask.</div><br /><div>And finally, sweet little Halle Jae. She is so fun. We can't get enough of her. She is crawling all over, sitting up, pulling up to standing, and <ta>she has her first tooth!!</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306417438202844258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0hDRyx73n5YGZ2rVdlqFPRAiKOsKl3huS5ImpLrf6gk8NAjWfMYVtRXmvtGfKVRfjRGN_3pmA0_mMbywnit0J7PI-EHPqOCs5Y8qbhFNXDF8-8JpKF_EV2RCSfGhxw_ET-Qqs0yBpkX0/s200/Grandpa+and+Halle+walking.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Shellyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18383808699213200338noreply@blogger.com3