tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35705114841095517272024-03-13T21:58:33.306-06:00The DaBellsAndreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12721223575798525216noreply@blogger.comBlogger66125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3570511484109551727.post-32793481748468467352015-08-20T20:46:00.002-06:002015-08-20T20:46:54.628-06:00That time we went to Disney on Ice<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Sometime in the beginning of March, my friend got her hands on Disney on Ice tickets last minute and invited the 2 older girls and I to go with her and her 2 daughters. It was impromptu, but so fun! We spent a couple nights at 2 different hotels and got to go swimming both nights with free breakfast in the morning, the girls were in heaven. We also hit up the outlet mall in Lehi so the moms could be in heaven too.</div>
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The show was great, all the attempts at selling their product during the break, not so great. My kids turned into whiners at overpriced drinks and swirly lights. I'm not really sure they even enjoyed the show until the princesses came out. Seriously Disney? My kids don't need a $7 dollar drink!</div>
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It was a great vacation and Ashton often asks when we are going to have another girls' trip. I'm glad the girls had such a good time with their friends and my mom and neighbors were able to pitch in and watch Mollie while Clark was at work.</div>
<br />Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12721223575798525216noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3570511484109551727.post-3066526508572430892015-08-20T20:29:00.000-06:002015-08-20T20:29:11.930-06:00Mollie turned one!Mollie turned one on May 7th! Have you even had anyone ask you to write down all of your children's birthdates at once? I get sooo confused, you'd think it would come easier. Mollie has already grown so much, I love looking at the pictures of this little one!<br />
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Her biggest gift was a princess coup, she couldn't be parted from it for days!<br />
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Truly one of the big girls when you get your own camelbak water bottle.<br />
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And a couple cute pics that were never (thankfully) transferred to the computer before it hit the dust.<br />
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I can say Mollie is a joy to our family. She started walking about a month after her first birthday and she is a busy little lady. We love her energy and curiosity, sometimes she is hard to keep up with! She's a great sleeper, probably because she wears herself out!</div>
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This January we left for Hawaii the morning of the 10th. After debating (and arguing) we decided to leave Mollie with Clark's parents for the duration of the trip. Saturday morning we left in tears and drove to Salt Lake to fly out from there. My friend, Brooke, let us leave our car at her house in Bountiful and drove us to the airport. I saw babies EVERYWHERE in the airport and on the planes and cried some more. We flew from Salt Lake to Portland and Portland to Kahului. Did you know they have a law in the Portland airport that the food prices have to be comparable to city prices? I think all cities with airports should adopt that law.</div>
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Clark sat across from us on the aisle and we sat like this for all of our flights.</div>
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We arrived in Kahului around 9 pm Hawaii time and then Clark had to go track down our rental car. We put pull-ups on the girls for the last half of the second flight and I'm so glad we did because there we were surrounded by luggage and car seats and both girls had to pee with no one to watch bags. You can guess what options we had and used... After an hour (eternity) Clark came back with the car and we drove to Kihei to stay in the condo with my parents. By then a little girl had to go #2 and was very distraught because that wasn't happening no matter how many pull-ups she was wearing. Somehow we made it in time and everyone crashed from exhaustion shortly after.<br />
Sunday we woke up around 5 because we all thought it was 8 according to our internal clocks. We put on a movie for the girls but that only lasted until 6, so we walked down to the beach so my parents could sleep without our noise. It was still dark, but there was someone on the boardwalk holding his little baby... The beach didn't last long since someone had to pee, imagine that! So back up we went and found Liz's condo and hung out with them until it was time to go to church. Church was hard for Shelby and she was exhausted by the time it started so Clark took her back after Sacrament. It was hard in general because we were in this beautiful place and hadn't played yet! We went swimming in the pool after church to get some of our antsy-ness out. Our condos had a big pool, hot tub and even a kiddie pool to play in.<br />
Monday Ron, Chloe and Saige were taking surf lessons so we decided to rent a paddleboard and head to the same beach. Clark and I took turns giving it a go. My legs were shaking, good workout! I decided not to share a pic of me standing up with my blinding white legs in all their glory. I did see a big turtle come swim right past my board, it was awesome!!<br />
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I took Ashton and Shelby each out for a turn. Ashton LOVED it and would have stayed out much longer. Shelby was pretty nervous but did alright. It really was the perfect day to go and the water was not very deep for a long way out.<br />
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Once Ron and the girls had their fill of waves we swapped them and they let us use their surfboards.</div>
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Ron is trying to give me a quick lesson before the waves came.</div>
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See that splash? It's ridiculously hard to balance on a board that's not moving in water.</div>
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BUT I got up on my first wave, BOOM! Apparently I'm not too shabby at the surfing thing. I had a lot of fun and soon learned why they gave us shoes because I got cut a few times falling off. </div>
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We took our board back in the afternoon and headed to the beach so our patient kids, who had been sitting on the rocks at the park all day, could play. We also took the boogie board and rode some waves. It was a perfect wave day.</div>
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Tuesday morning we headed out to snorkel. Clark, me, Ron, Saige and Chloe. It was a long drive, I don't have any idea what the spot was called now but we drove up to see how the waves were and they were pretty big. </div>
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We drove back down and hiked into the bay and found the water too rough and wavy to snorkel in so we hiked back out and drove to another beach and met everyone else. The water was calmer so we were able to snorkel at that beach.<br />
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Clark, my dad, Liz, Ron and the older two girls hiked around the corner of the beach and jumped off the rocks into the ocean. My mom and I stayed with the kids. I should clarify, Liz and Saige didn't jump and my dad jumped off some lower rocks after he, being in normal clothes, found some women's running shorts sitting on the rocks and changed into them. I'm laughing my head off writing this. That would have been a sight to see, or not... Liz and Ron headed to another beach and boogie boarded and we wish we would have gone with them. The boarding sounded good! We chose to head back around midday instead. We stopped with my parents in Lahaina on the way back and ate lunch at Aloha Mixed Plate.</div>
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Wednesday we played basketball at the park in the morning and the kids played while my mom and Clark watched them. Clark and I took the 4 younger ones (Ashton, Shelby, Logan and Lanie) to the beach for the afternoon. They just played and played in the sand for hours. When Liz and Ron came we had our turn in the ocean.</div>
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Thursday we went to Big Beach and it is BIG. We parked at the opposite end from my parents and got to walk down the length of the majority of it carrying all our crap. My arms wanted to fall off and the girls were over it halfway through. The waves are bigger here than the beach by our condo. If you timed it just right you could get out without getting slammed by the waves. My dad took my mom out her first time and they got slammed twice. It's one of those things you cringe and laugh at the same time watching it. One of the things about going to Hawaii in the winter is the waves are bigger and the ocean is less calm so some days are definitely better than others. Through Thursday we actually had pretty mild waves for wintertime. Also, when my dad swam anywhere he always had his hat on and it somehow always stayed on his head!</div>
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Friday Clark, Saige, Ron and I went to The Dumps to try to snorkel. The waves made the water murky and it wasn't such a good day for it. And lets be honest, I had a small panic attack. It freaked me out not to be able to see things and get pushed by the waves towards the rocks. I didn't last very long. The Moss clan was leaving that night. We went with my parents to the pineapple plantation and fed the ducks and walked around.</div>
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Ashton used a tube to ride the white stuff in over and over. She was having a ball!! Clark finally convinced me to go out. The waves were pretty big and I HATE getting flipped. We had a lot of fun riding them before they broke. Some got pretty huge and I was panicking but Clark stayed by me and I survived:)<br />
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I missed out on Mollie's 7 month post, so this one gets to be a little extra long to make up for it. Mollie is now wearing size 3 diapers. She is back to sleeping through the night <i>most</i> of the time. When she does, she tends to be leaking. We are at the stage where we need to buy overnight diapers since we're not ready to go up in diaper size yet. She is eating baby foods now. Mostly breakfast and dinner but she is starting to need something for lunch as well. She loves her puffs and while she's not so precise with the pincer grasp, she is pretty good about getting 2 or 3 in her little fist and opening her hand flat to push the puffs into her mouth. Sometimes she can get 2 or 3 in at a time, and that's a little scary. Mollie takes about 5-6 bottles a day and can hold her bottle but prefers not to. She is too busy with her hands to be burdened by holding a bottle.<br />
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Have we ever mentioned her hands? Mollie seemed fascinated and involved early with her hands. She is such a grabber of EVERYTHING. The floor has to be very clean or she will find the smallest/biggest object and put it in her mouth. She loves her sisters' hair, mom's ears, and dad's beard until he shaved it. She's the kind you don't want to carry in a store because she'll reach out and grab things from the shelf. We really pushed the pacifier on her so she wouldn't be a finger/thumb sucker. Speaking of pacifiers, she only uses them to sooth and sleep. I dislike when kids have the paci in all the time.<br />
Mollie is a talker too. She reminds me a lot of Ashton that way. Always making noise. She loves to mimic clicking, "yelling", dada, and mama sounds. She also likes to scrunch her nose and breath loud. Ashton is so smitten by her. She thinks she is the most beautiful baby. In family prayer last night, she thanked Heavenly Father for making Mollie so cute and she tells us she loves Mollie more than anyone in our family. Mollie really loves Ashton back and tries to get her attention with noise when she walks into the same room. Both of the older girls are really protective of Mollie and make sure people know she'll choke on this or doesn't like that or needs this toy, etc. Shelby just really likes to put her feet in Mollie's face because she likes her to grab them. Drives me nuts.<br />
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Mollie loves to army crawl, and fast. She will get on her hands and knees from a sitting position and sit there and rock, but as soon as she sees something she wants she drops to her stomach and army crawls over. We can't quite figure out why she doesn't just crawl when she holds herself up so well, but she must be content with the army version. When she wants me to hold her, she'll scoot to my feet and grab them and look up and whine until I pick her up. Which is often. She loves to be held. Her favorite spot is my lap. But she has to be playing and that can get difficult, so I sit her down. She plays for a few minutes and winds up back at my feet, whining, a few minutes later, and the cycle begins again:)<br />
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On Ashton's actual birthday we kept it low key with the family. Shelby got her a crown from the dollar store. I tried and tried to persuade her to pick something else, but she wouldn't change her mind. When Ashton opened it she was SO excited, it was her favorite present! Shelby sure knows her sister!<br />
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Happy Birthday to this beautiful. intelligent little lady. She is such a good helper and brings happiness to everyone in the house. I'm really enjoying this age, watching how her creative mind works and trying to answer all her inquisitive questions. I love you, Ashton!</div>
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Clark just keeps getting better with age:) We sure love this guy!!</div>
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Clark moved over to his outpatient clinic at the first of the month. They named it Madison Physical Therapy and Wound Center and it's just a block and a half from the hospital. He also went to a 4 day a week (10 hour day) schedule and gets Thursdays off. He is liking it so far. I miss him in the evenings but Thursday and the shorter weekend work days (when he works weekends) make up for it.<br />
I just signed up for a gym membership this week. I'm slightly scared to do classes with other people. I think I'm afraid of not being able to keep up. The one perk is there is childcare, which is a huge benefit that I didn't have working out at home. I also have a good friend that goes and hopefully that will keep me motivated.<br />
Ashton loves preschool and the jobs she is given. She hates being the caboose she tells me and her favorite is snack helper. Tuesdays are kind of crazy with preschool and dance in the afternoon. Her perfectionist personality sometimes struggles with not getting the dance moves right away. It is good for her, she's also the youngest in her class so she has a bit of a learning curve. We tried the younger class, but we decided it wasn't a better fit and would cut too much into preschool time. She just needs to know she's capable and if she practices, she'll do great.<br />
Shelby has dance on Mondays for half an hour at the gym and gymnastics on Wednesdays for half an hour. She calls it "my gym" and gets so excited. One of the moms made tutus for their dance class and it's pretty adorable. I'm so impressed with how well she listens to her teachers. She is so happy to be "Thwee".<br />
We went to the straw maze and I may or may not have had to help a screaming Ashton relieve herself in a little patch of straw. Works for animals... No one was around and Clark was slightly mortified when he found out. Somehow he missed us for a couple minutes and didn't even notice. What are you supposed to do?? The girls really liked sliding down the tubes after we got out and walking in the big tractor tire.<br />
The kids got to dress up a few times for Halloween. Once for the school carnival, once for our church mother's group party, and, of course, for Halloween. Ashton dressed up for preschool and dance class as well. She showed up as a pirate, just like her dance teacher, she was pretty pleased to be the same thing. Mollie got to be a lady bug for the school carnival and a poodle for Halloween. The girls were Elsa and Anna.<br />
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-<i>Comparison is the thief of Joy.</i>Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12721223575798525216noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3570511484109551727.post-2117601151352685922014-10-31T15:12:00.000-06:002014-10-31T15:12:10.908-06:00Family Pictures<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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If you actually looked at all of these, Clark has a lone picture because he needed it for his boss. There is no way he would have done it otherwise. I also had a cold sore for pictures, thank you photoshop. My sister said my hair looked fake in these pictures, makes me never want to cut it.</div>
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Shelby turned 3! I can't believe it! She got to go to dance class for her birthday and posed for me. So cute!</div>
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We called it a Frozen cake because of the blue frosting. That's all it took to make her happy. Love that easy-going personality.</div>
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Shelby truly has a heart of gold. She is so giving and kind. I really can't say I've ever seen her be mean to anyone. (except maybe Ashton when she deserved it). She always wants to include everyone and is fiercely protective of her big sister. She loves to try to make Mollie laugh. I've also been impressed with how well she listens to her dance and gymnastics teachers. She doesn't like being scolded for anything and says "I promise to never do it again." And she is pretty good until she forgets. She also basically potty trained herself. We sat her down and told her that being wet would make her sore. She decided she wanted to be a big girl and has really helped her big sister stay dry because of it too. I hope her kind heart and drive to be good never changes. We love Miss Shelby.</div>
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I had a birthday sometime in September. The last day of shipping. Clark went home and made me a cake. The girls and I came home a couple hours later and bathed and showered and we ran into Idaho Falls and ate at Jalisco's. Ashton kept saying she had to go to the bathroom but couldn't. We ran to Fred Meyer afterwards to look for a couple things and Ashton had to go to the bathroom, again. It dawned on me she might be needing to throw up. I grabbed a grocery bag in case and about 30 seconds later we were glad we did. We decided to save the cake for the next day so ALL of us could enjoy it. Thanks for the yummy cake Clark!</div>
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Well, Mollie is almost 6 months, no time like the present. I took some pictures of her the day before she turned 5 months and forgot the day of, but I'd say that's pretty close.</div>
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We also started Mollie on solids the day before her 5 month mark. I stopped breastfeeding her at 4 months, it was a sad day but she has no problem taking a bottle. She is a very expressive baby and has different sounds for different things. She reminds me a lot of how much Ashton talked as a baby. She rolls from back to belly both ways now, just not belly to back. She is battling me for sucking her fingers when she's tired, but usually I can get her to take the pacifier. She likes to cough, razz, yell and scrunch up her nose and breath heavy. We love her.</div>
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Like I said in the previous post, I really could write an essay about my sugar-free two weeks. This is NOT the essay, but really a summary of some of the things we've been up to health-wise the last 6 or 7 weeks. When Mollie hit her 2 month mark I decided I was done being heavier than I had been post-pregnancy with any of my kids. I started my sugar-free 2 weeks to jump start my body. Rules were naturally occuring sugars were allowed (honey, pure maple syrup, fruit) but processed (refined sugars, corn syrup) had to be cut. It was a big shock. I didn't feel so good the first few days and was really surprised how much stuff sugar and corn syrup were in. Soon though, I really came to enjoy it. I felt less bogged done, could think clearer and just enjoyed how I felt. Not tied down to a 3 pm sugar-pick-me-up. We did get a little sick acclimating back to the sugary world we live in. I think, for me, I have learned to cut out the condiments and eat whole foods more and less treats, although home-made treats, even with the white sugar and brown sugar are still hard to pass up. </div>
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One of the biggest things that helped me was a documentary on Netflix called, "Hungry for Change." It was very well done and inspiring. They talk about small changes. What can I do to make this meal one step better? How can I improve what I am choosing to eat today? Or, my favorite: I can have it, I just don't want it.</div>
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I started experimenting with some different foods, which really was a good thing. Couscous, quinoa, and brown rice came into our lives.</div>
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Needless to say, I have a long ways to go, but I feel a lot better most days and more energetic. There are some great resources and we really are blessed to live in a country where good, healthy food is so readily available for a price very comparable to the junk we so often eat. We stopped at McDonalds on our way home from Utah and I was SICK after eating there. God gave us these amazing bodies and it's amazing what they are capable of, even more so when we take care of them. I'll stay off my soap box but I am so glad to be feeling and eating better in the process.</div>
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Miss Mollie turned 4 months today. What!? I took her 3 month pics a couple weeks late but did get her 4 month pics today.</div>
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In true fashion she had a big spit-up right before I started snapping pics today. I can't believe she is getting so big!<br />
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Mollie is talking a lot more now and is getting out quite a few sounds. She just learned to razz consistently and makes a huge, wet mess, but we can't help but laughing at her joy and excitement in her new sound. She likes to smile at people and bat at toys on her playmat. We gave up on the swing and have tried the exersaucer. She is almost ready but has a little too much spit-up from not being able to hold her belly off the side. She still has a mid-morning crying jag most days. I thought it might be from me working out and not being able to pay attention to her as much, but it happened in church today while I was holding and showering her with attention. We're about done with breastfeeding. I'm holding on by a feeding or two. She'd probably be happy with formula, but I'm not emotionally ready. She is not a fan of the car seat and complains as soon as she is sat in it. She still sleeps wonderfully through the night most nights, still on her stomach. She naps between most feedings still, for an hour, sometimes longer if she misses one. She falls asleep between 9 and 11. I'm not a stickler on schedules and let her make her own and she holds to one fairly consistently. She is very spitty, I will probably make sure that's okay for her to be that way at the next appointment. I think she actually does better with a bottle than breastfeeding. We love watching her grow and her smiles make everyone's day better.</div>
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In August we were pretty busy with visits from family, to family, Clark had high adventure and LOTS of rain. Let's see here Clark, Jessica (DaBell) and I kicked off our 2 week sugar fast July 21st. Man, oh man. I suggest everyone do it, at least once. You'll see how much sugar and corn sugar is shoved into your food by the food companies, EYE OPENER, and you'll lose weight. I could do a whole essay on our 2 weeks and how much I actually LOVED the challenge and how I felt, but maybe I'll save that lecture for another day. It ended in a family reunion, where we thought we treaded lightly on the sugar, but still had stomach aches through the weekend.</div>
Clark left for High Adventure on the fourth of August. I had to spend 3 of the 4 nights all alone and may have learned to load a shotgun at 2 in the morning the first night, thanks Youtube and severe, sleep-induced paranoia. I'll save that story for a campfire... Clark's parents were on their way home from Utah one of the nights and gave us a much needed visit and Happy Meals, which, indeed, made us happy.<br />
My sister, Stefanie, came out from California for a couple weeks in the middle of August. We had a grand time with her and her kids. One of the days was spent at Heise, swimming. Speaking of rain, the pool was closed when we arrived and had to wait a while to get in but when we did, there were no crowds. The girls put on life jackets and jumped off the diving board by themselves and went down the big slide with cousin Saida. Shelby even went twice, she is our fearless one right now. We went camping with Liz, Stef and cousins and went out to Kilgore the next day. Mom, dad, Stef and I spent way to much of the day playing croquet and getting sunburned.<br />
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When school started, I took the kids to Rexburg Rapids to swim. The kid play area was closed the first hour and I wasn't sure I had made the right choice about taking 3 little ones by myself to a water park. Shelby was still nervous in her life jacket and I could only hold her and Mollie as we walked around the lazy river. Ashton could touch, but kept getting too far ahead with the current. Luckily the kid area opened up and Mollie fell asleep so I could sit on the edge with Mollie in the car seat and watch the girls play.<br />
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We spent Labor Day weekend in Utah with Garrett and Alex's families. Jessica and Lisa do such a good job of creating inviting home environments. I could learn a few things from those two. Our stay was far too quick and car rides far too long with bathroom stops and feedings in the mix. But we appreciate their company and continue to lament living so far from the triplets and their families. </div>
Ashton started dance on Tuesday and immediately after asked when her next dance class would be. When I told her next Tuesday, she replied, "Is Tuesday tomorrow?' I think we found something she will enjoy. I took the girls to the zoo Wednesday with a big group of friends. The zoo has stroller week in September, which is free admission for an adult with a stroller. The day was cool, so lots of animals were out to see.<br />
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This weekend Liz and Ron shipped their lambs from Modoc. We were able to go Friday night and Saturday. It was FREEZING!! Like 24 degrees freezing. Clark braved it in the tent while the girls and I found solace in Jenn's trailer. Mollie and I shared a sleeping bag and I spent most of the night cuddling her for warmth. Needless to say I went to bed at 8:30 last night and Clark gave Mollie a bottle at 10 so I could sleep until she woke up at 6:50 this morning. I pretty much did nothing but hold my baby, take pictures, and eat too much food. Clark was the useful one and helped run the sheep. The girls were very sad to leave Modoc and their cousins. Ashton and Clark spent a little time in the middle of the day trying to fish, but nothing wanted to bite. The rest of the family joined us at Paul's reservoir and Scott showed us what it looks like to skip rocks with a Major league pitching arm. It was crazy! I should have taken a video of how far his rocks went.<br />
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When Mollie was two weeks, all the girls and I ventured out of the house to attend BYU-I's Ag days. We got to ride a horse-drawn wagon, were given free lemonade, ice-cream, candy, flowers and ladybugs. Yes, ladybugs. A sacrament-sized cup full of them to let out in our yard. Half cool, half creepy. And the girls tried out some of the tractors as well.</div>
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The other day, Shelby came in, saying she was going to have a baby. Ignore the extreme disorganization in the background, story of my life.<br />
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While Clark and the girls were up in Bozeman, welcoming home his parents, I made a visit to my grandparents in Sugar for Father's day and got to wish this handsome fellow a happy father's day.<br />
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The girls and I also made a trip to The Soda Vine, a new 50's style shop in town. It was adorable, but I can't say I really enjoyed my soda and the girls didn't finish their milkshakes. That is saying something. We'll give it another shot, later.</div>
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After Christmas, the Fourth of July is my favorite holiday. I was feeling festive and thought I could quickly make this wreath for my front door. I started painting red first and was done halfway through. I kept at it, thinking I would make it a very cheap craft. I bought 3 packs of clothespins for 3 dollars and was determined to keep it cheap. The problem with having Porter's as the only craft store in town meant I had to go with the big stars, since the smalls were gone, at 50 cents a pop. I refused to buy a pre-fab metal wreath and made Clark fashion me one out of 2 plastic-coated metal hangers. He even offered to buy me one, since they were impossible to work with. I was being stubborn and refused to pay more. When I went to hang it on the door, clothespins fell every which way and I, very annoyed by this time, hot glued them all together. It looks great from a distance (the road) but up close all the tacky, yellow, hot glue shows through. It doesn't always pay to go cheap, lesson learned.</div>
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Today I packed away Mollie's 0-3 month clothes. I have to admit, I was a little depressed. I love pulling out new clothes and seeing what she will wear next, but I was really sad to see all her tiny little clothes go back in the tote. There were some, especially dresses, that she didn't even get to wear. This baby is the hardest one to watch grow. Her dad keeps wondering when I'm going to send her to her own room to sleep. The other two were kicked out by now. I just can't move on, not yet. Stay little a while longer, Mollie!</div>
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She had a doctor's appointment Monday and weighed 12 pounds, one ounce and was 24 inches long. That is somewhere around 98% in height and 83% in weight. See what I mean!? It was time for bigger clothes. She was very upset about her shots and it took a couple days for her to be back to her happy, normal self. I don't remember Ashton or Shelby having such a hard time.</div>
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I took her 2 month pictures, and she was wiggly and floppy. I finally gave up and laid her down. She's getting some nice rolls on her thighs. We are still trying to hold out on breastfeeding. She is very smiley now and is starting to bat at toys. She also likes to kick her feet in the bouncer and bounce herself. She is very spitty and drooly and hiccuppy, pretty sure none of those are actual words. I think it is time to start wearing a bib, so I don't have to change her clothes multiple times a day. If you catch her at the right time, she likes to 'chat' with you. I am still in denial that she is becoming less of a newborn and more of a baby.<br />
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Mollie was blessed July 6th in our ward by her dad. Her dad, grandpa, papa, Uncles Mark and Ryan were able to be in the circle. Her dad gave her a beautiful blessing. He blessed Mollie with health and strength. An understanding of how precious her body is and to take care of it. A thirst for knowledge and truth that she would seek by scriptures, study and prayer. She will know her Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ and turn to them in times of heartache and of trial and learning. She will be a friend to her sisters, a joy to her parents and a friend to all around her. She'll be worthy to and have a strong desire to marry in the temple. She will have a desire to do what Heavenly Father would have her do. She will also serve and spread the gospel.</div>
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Mollie is such a blessing to us already. We are so happy and blessed to have her spirit join our family. She is a sweet baby with a wonderful temperament. She really does seem to have a strong body and it's amazing what an eternal potential we sense in her already. We appreciate all who came and were able to celebrate and participate in her special day. A particular shout out to Clark's parents, my mom and sisters for pulling together a really, really delicious lunch.</div>
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We really enjoyed going to the Rexburg Parade last year so this year we determined to go again. I got a little overzealous and made us drive down Main street and sit out our chairs the night before. Friday morning we rolled into the Walgreens parking lot and parked right behind our seats. My zeal paid off and Mollie and I spent the parade in the shade, perfect spot if I may say so myself. Thanks to Rudd and Company, we enjoyed hot dogs at 9 in the morning. Breakfast of champions.</div>
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The kids were pro candy chasers. Shelby was an animal out there and kept jump-stopping on the candy, even the big boys backed up instead of fighting her for candy. Not sure to say I am proud... but it was fun to watch and I enjoyed eating some of their pickings. We were a little disappointed with the parade this year, I for one was really looking forward to chocolate milk from the Dairy farmers of Idaho and the grown men dancing from Ray's car wash, but they were absent this year. My 2 favorites.</div>
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After the parade, we headed straight to Kilgore. I think I must be getting old. because I am starting to get tired of the crowds and bustle. Kilgore was the perfect choice for our holiday. We played a lot of crochet with Liz, my parents and fam. I won one out of three, taking out Clark for the win. Clark and girls camped outside, while Mollie and I slept inside. We didn't sleep so well, but Mollie caught up on her sleep while Clark packed her up and down the mountain on our hike the next morning. We hiked to Aldous lake with Liz and company and all the kids made the hike. I have to confess I had to use a little bribery to keep them hiking down the mountain, but we all made it with Mollie being the only one carried.</div>
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We've been looking forward to this reunion for a LONG time. 23 months to be exact. Why? Because Bob and Margaret were joining us this year. We got lucky and had a visit from them the weekend before to come meet Mollie. They also helped us make it to church since Clark had to work on Sunday. Anyway, back to the reunion. We went to Bozeman June 27th through the 30th. We left early Friday morning and stopped once in West Yellowstone for a quick bathroom break. I was impressed with our speed and bladders. Some of the women got to garage sale Saturday morning, one of MY favorite parts of the whole weekend. We ate lots of food. I felt like I spent a lot of time nursing Mollie, Clark took good track of the older girls and they were so occupied playing with cousins, I only felt like I saw them at bedtime and when they woke up each morning. Mark also brought his rocket-shooter? I don't know what else to call it, and the kids (dads) made rockets to shoot.</div>
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Mollie had plenty of snuggle time with aunts and uncles and Grams. She wasn't sure she could nap without being held when we got home. I've been trying to convince her ever since.<br />
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The water balloons and launcher were a hit and the kids had a fun time shooting them, while the uncles had a good time trying to catch them. I'm pretty sure Grams balloons went the farthest.<br />
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I had been looking forward to this reunion for a long time and was sad when it was over. I am excited that Bozeman is open for visitors once again, if we can ever catch Mom and Dad DaBell at home. We had a great time, as always.</div>
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I decided I was too cheap to pay for pictures so Kyoung came over and took pictures with her fancy camera from the college. I ended up editing them. They aren't professional grade, but not too bad for free. Mollie was a couple days past the golden 2 weeks mark and didn't want to sleep for pictures. After 2 HOURS she was finally worn down enough to get some of those adorable sleeping pictures. Some are a little dark and need some more work, but we'll get there.</div>
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Clark's parents came home Saturday, hooray! Clark, Ashton and Shelby drove to Bozeman Friday to welcome them at the airport the next day. It sounds like the girls were a little shy at first and it took a bit for them to get warmed up. Shelby thought she was going to her other grandparents house and realized just hours before they left for Bozeman she was going to see "different" ones. Knowing Grams, it probably didn't take long before they were all good pals again.</div>
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Mollie and I are excited to see them too, but were grateful to have a more relaxing weekend free of all the driving at home. I took my niece, Chloe, to her basketball tournament and was able to shop for some clothes to fit me so I don't have to wear yoga pants until these stubborn baby pounds come off. Although the girls were excited to see me when they got home, they were ready to go back to Bozeman. Ashton kept saying how much fun she had with her cousin, Grace. Two more weeks until the DaBell reunion!</div>
<br />Andreahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12721223575798525216noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3570511484109551727.post-26778361162319783292014-06-08T16:21:00.001-06:002014-06-08T16:23:32.037-06:00Mollie is one month<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Mollie turned one month yesterday. Here are some pictures over the last month. The girls didn't get to go to the hospital to meet Mollie because of RSV still going around here, so they had to wait until we came home to meet her. They loved holding her, and holding her.</div>
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Clark has been taking the girls to church by himself. The first week was stake conference and we got this cute picture beforehand.<br />
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Here's Mollie at one month. Love this little baby.</div>
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We love our Mollie Jo. She is changing so much and we enjoy every minute with her. She is quite calm, and is starting to need more entertainment to keep from getting bored when she is awake. I enjoy cuddling with her and kissing those cheeks. She is a stomach sleeper and is quite the spitty baby, but is still quite pleasant in spite of it. I forget how grunty and squeaky newborns are, it's so cute! She had a cold shortly after she was born, and had to be suctioned a lot. The pediatrician told us when we were still in the hospital she has the head strength of a two-month-old. At her check-up he said she was ok to stomach sleep because she is strong enough to turn her head if she needs to. She likes to keep her fists under her chin in a boxer position. We had a bit of a fiasco trying to get nursing down and had some latching and low milk supply issues. I've pumped, nursed and pumped, supplemented, just about everything. We are trying to exclusively nurse during the day, but occasionally I have to supplement. She likes bath time, cuddles, her pacifier, her fist, the baby bjorn, and pressure on her tummy. We have seen a couple glimpses of a smile, but can't get it with any regularity yet.</div>
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