tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53478512205728775942024-03-12T21:31:52.587-07:00 Make it a DoubleMarionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807583933835329780noreply@blogger.comBlogger159125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347851220572877594.post-21476926452601247242014-01-11T07:19:00.002-08:002014-01-11T07:19:51.907-08:00Beating Winter BoredomFirst of all, sorry I haven't posted in 10,000 years. We have (as everyone has) been super busy with Christmas, New Year, my birthday celebration, etc. etc. etc. I promise I will give a re-cap of it all very soon! After New Year, I have started training for a half marathon I have been planning to run in May, and Kevin and I have gotten sucked into 'Breaking Bad' on Netflix (no, we have never seen it before, and decided to see what all the talk was about. OMG, we are hooked!). This takes much time away from blogging, but I will try to prioritize this very soon!<br />
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Anyway, the other night, I went down to the basement to run and the ladies followed me down. We moved their slide downstairs and they went down it the entire time I was running. So, yesterday, Kevin brought the slide up to our great room. Here is the result:<br />
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To say they had fun is an understatement....<br />
<br />Marionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807583933835329780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347851220572877594.post-11097384620449514372013-12-15T18:19:00.002-08:002013-12-15T18:29:58.475-08:00Early Intervention....AgainWhen Kendall was 8 months old I took her to the pediatrician because I was concerned about her development. She could not roll. (Belly to back, or back to belly). It's odd because she actually did roll a few times when she was 10 weeks old (which I caught on camera)!<br />
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Kylie started rolling consistently around 4 months old (when we discovered she was a belly sleeper), but Kendall refused. Nothing I did could get her to roll. I took her to the pediatrician, where upon closer observation he diagnosed her with<b style="background-color: white;"> <a href="http://kidshealth.org/parent/medical/bones/torticollis.html"><span style="color: blue;">torticollis</span></a></b>. Her diagnosis fast tracked her into the Early Intervention program. Initially she was evaluated on all five areas of development and was assigned to work with a pediatric physical therapist. We worked with a wonderful woman named Krista until Kendall was about 14 months old. We chose to stop services after she was walking, and during her last observation she met or exceeded developmental expectations for her age group.<br />
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For the last month or so, I've noticed some oddities about Kendall (well, I've noticed them longer than the last few months, but I really started becoming concerned in the last month or so).<br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">First of all, there are things that she absolutely excels at. She has an outstanding memory. She can recite entire songs and books after only hearing them a few times. She remembers certain things we did (that I’m actually surprised she would even take note of) weeks or even months later. She has an extensive vocabulary as well. I stopped counting how many words the girls could say at 18 months or so. She can identify almost every color, letter (upper and lower case) and number. She’s also very affectionate and understands everything we say/tell her. She makes eye contact constantly, can tell us what she needs/wants, and can sit down for a while reading books and doing puzzles (she LOVES puzzles and can actually put them together really well). She loves the iPad too, and uses ABC Mouse. We limit her time on that though.</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">The biggest one is her ability to follow direction. If the girls are given instructions to do a project, Kylie and will follow through. Most of the time, Kendall either gets distracted or loses interest and doesn’t do what is asked of her. She often needs extra direction or supervision to do things. Rachel really notices she struggles with multi-layered instructions (do this, then do that). She’ll either just do the first part, or won’t do either. She is </span><span style="color: #222222;">inconsistent</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"> with me on this as well.</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">She is not as conversational as Kylie. Sometimes she just talks and asks questions without waiting for (or desiring) a response. She also repeats things a lot. Sometimes it almost seems like she's programmed to say certain things at certain times. I've really been trying to get her more engaged in conversations lately, and Kevin said he noticed a huge difference when he got home from his work trip. I think this is something we just need to keep working at.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">There are also times where it takes multiple tries to get her attention. “Kendall, Kendall, Kendall, KENDALL!” before she answers or acknowledges you’re even talking to her.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">She doesn’t throw tantrums a lot, but when she does they’re EPIC. It can sometimes take about 30 minutes to get her calmed back down to normal. She also likes to hit (the floor, a wall, her leg) when she doesn’t get what she wants, and often looks right at me for a reaction after she does that.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br style="background-color: white; color: #222222;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #222222;">I’ve also noticed that she flaps her arms a good deal. When she does she’s usually either excited or anxious about something, and it lasts about 1-2 seconds,but I know it can be an issue.</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">She’s not potty trained yet, nor does she really seem to have a desire to. I know this is not a huge deal, but she just really doesn't care. She’s gone on the potty, but not with any </span><span style="color: #222222;">consistency</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">. Rewards also really have no draw for her. I know she's only two and a half, and she's technically not behind in this area, but this can definitely fall in line with the other concerns I have.</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">She also has an aversion to buttons all of a sudden. She threw a fit the other morning when I put a sweater on her that had buttons on it. "I don't want my BUTTONS!" I actually coaxed her into wearing it with an M&M. MOTY!</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">She has a history of being extremely sensitive to certain noises. The </span>vacuum<span style="font-family: inherit;">, loud laughing/talking, etc. There are times when she will burst into tears due to these noises.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #222222;">I contacted the Early Intervention Specialist we were working with before and outlined my concerns to her. She felt that Kendall may have a type of Sensory Processing Disorder (SPD), and suggested I have her re-evaluated. We only can take advantage of the early intervention services until Kendall is 3, so things are moving quickly. She's going to go through her evaluation on January 6th. I have my doubts that she is going to qualify, because she's really so far ahead of the game in other areas. My concern is that her sensory issues, and the fact that she gets so easily distracted and has a tough time following instructions, may end up snowballing into a bigger problem. She may end up having a difficult time academically and socially in a school setting. I want to do everything I can to give her the best chance to succeed. She's so smart (and I'm not just being braggy...she really is), but I feel like all these issues may hinder her chance to shine to her fullest potential.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #222222;">But for now, we wait and see.</span><br />
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The girls love the snow. They are a bit apprehensive at first (especially Kylie) but once they get used to it, they have a blast! </div>
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We decided to make the trip to go see Santa yesterday afternoon. We have been talking it up for a while to try and get them excited about it. Kylie was ready to go. Kendall was definitely wavering. Sometimes she'd say 'yes' when we asked her if she wanted to see Santa. But more often than not, it was a 'no'. We were hoping that we wouldn't have a re-enactment of <a href="http://www.makeitadoublek.blogspot.com/2012/12/santa-is_10.html">last year</a>.<br />
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Well, kinda. Kendall is looking at us, and I guess this is Kylie's version of a smile. Whatever. I'll take it!Marionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807583933835329780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347851220572877594.post-33771520519481487652013-12-05T17:57:00.000-08:002013-12-05T17:57:10.622-08:00Car ObsessionHere's Kylie giving the run down of which vehicle each person drives. Both girls love cars, and often point out various makes when we drive around.<br />
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In the meantime, a little promotion. In honor of Cyber Monday, have you signed up for an ebates account? I've been a member for about a year now, and have gotten about $30-$40 back a quarter on things I purchase online. Just go to ebates first. Do a search for the store, if they have a cash back agreement with the store you can get a certain % back of your purchase. Easy-peasy!<br />
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I use it a ton for Gap and Old Navy, Target and Amazon. <br />
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<br />Marionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807583933835329780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347851220572877594.post-32929863464618437192013-11-21T17:23:00.000-08:002013-11-21T17:30:47.493-08:00Two and a HalfSo we've reached the halfway mark of the girls' third year. I've heard from numerous friends that the half ages have proven to be difficult as far as temperament, whining and tantrums is concerned. It's disconcerting when people put the fear of God in you about "this age" and "that age". I'm choosing to take it all in stride (for now!) To be honest, I enjoy the girls more and more as they get older. I, personally, was not a huge fan of the twin newborn stage, and 12-18 months was quite challenging as well (I'm sure getting their molars and incisors was a big reason for that). They are so much fun now, and I love seeing them learn and explore the world. So, I say "meh" to all the nay-sayers. Two and a half, give me what you've got! (Hopefully I'm not eating crow in a few months!)<br />
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<b>Height:</b> 40.5"<br />
<b>Weight:</b> 35 lbs (guessing)<br />
<b>Favorite color: </b>Purple<br />
<b>Favorite item/toy:</b> Right now it's her horse "Pinto" that she got last weekend as a potty training prize.<br />
<b>Favorite song:</b> This week (because it changes weekly, actually daily sometimes) - "What Makes You Beautiful" by One Direction<br />
<b>What does she want to be when she grows up:</b> This actually comes with a story. This morning Kevin was taking the girls over to Rachel's. They were driving past the hospital, and Kendall said "I wanna be a doctor. I wanna make people feel better." WHAT?!?! I can't believe that came out of a two year old's mouth. Kevin called me at work and and had her tell me what she just said. Can these girls get any cuter?<br />
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Kendall is doing great. She amazes me with the things she says and thinks. I would guess that she's right on track or above for a two and a half year old, but I'm not an "expert"! She's going sloooooow with potty training, but has gone a few times this week. I'm off for about two weeks over Christmas, and I plan on dropping the hammer then. Merry Christmas! Clean up some pee! :)<br />
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<b>Height:</b> 37.5"<br />
<b>Weight:</b> 31 lbs (guessing)<br />
<b>Favorite color:</b> Orange<br />
<b>Favorite item/toy:</b> "Pink" her blankie<br />
<b>Favorite song:</b> same as Kendall - One Direction<br />
<b>What does she want to be when she grows up: </b> A doctor. But, I think only because Kendall said she wanted to be a doctor. It's sweet.<br />
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Anyway, the girls were grouchy that morning, Kevin was critiquing (with love, and was correct with his pointers), and I was just in a bad mood due to all the above. I think I yelled "Can you both just SMILE PLEASE?!?!?" about 500 times. I got one shot I was happy with. But, I guess one is all you need. I'm going to save that one until the cards go out, but in the meantime...please enjoy the outtakes...<br />
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<br>Marionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807583933835329780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347851220572877594.post-29374657790641132032013-11-09T12:32:00.000-08:002013-11-09T12:50:15.603-08:00This is BananasI love bananas. I seriously ate one every single morning during my pregnancy. I never grew tired of them, and they never triggered my gag reflex.<br />
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Do you hate when bananas start going brown? I do. I'm one of those people that likes bananas when they are still a little bit green on the edges of the peel. <br />
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This is a good example of my banana scale below:<br />
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Unfortunately, we had five bananas that were a 7, so I decided to make some bread and muffins yesterday while the girls were taking a nap. Mmmm. I'm not a huge baked goods person, but I love banana bread. Especially banana bread made from scratch without all the preservatives and sweeteners added.<br />
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Kendall loves muffins, so I decided to make banana / chocolate chip muffins. I found this recipe on pinterest:<br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Recipe adapted from <a href="http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/Banana-Chocolate-Chip-Muffins-101020" style="border: 0px; color: #4b4d4b; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">www.epicurious.com</a></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><strong style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Ingredients</strong><br />1 1/2 cups all purpose flour<br />2/3 cup sugar<br />1 1/2 teaspoons baking powder<br />1/4 teaspoon salt<br />3 medium ripe bananas, mashed<br />1 large egg<br />1/2 cup unsalted butter, melted<br />1 tsp vanilla extract<br />1/4 cup almond milk<br />1/2 cup semisweet mini chocolate chips, as well as more for sprinkling</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Fill muffin liners about 3/4 full (you can also choose to decrease the number of muffins if you like larger muffins). Sprinkle extra chocolate chips on top, if desired.</span></div>
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The only thing I changed was that I used almond milk in place of cows milk, and I cut the amount of chocolate chips in half. One cup of chocolate chips was a bit excessive (in my humble opinion!)<br />
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When the muffins were in the oven, I started on the Jamaican Banana Bread. Bananas with lime, coconut and rum? Count me in! Kevin and I went to Jamaica for our fifth wedding anniversary (right before we found out I was pregnant), and I am still pretty much obsessed with anything Jamaican. You can read about our trip if you're so inclined on my old (janky) <a href="http://www.kevandmarion.blogspot.com/2010/09/back-from-jamaica.html">blog</a>. Anyway, this banana bread is fantastic. The glaze absolutely makes it. So tasty! And it's a Cooking Light recipe, so you can't beat it! Make this right now!<br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Kylie initially flipped out because Kendall sat on the coveted Minnie potty which she has repeatedly claimed as her own. I grabbed the (second tier) Princess potty and relocated Kendall. She put up a fuss for about 2.2 seconds and then got over it. We left them in there chatting and playing with their "phones" for a little while. Finally Kylie called out that she peed. I went in and Kylie said "Kendall peed too!" And sure enough, she did. We threw a party and she got a (ginormous) sticker and a piece of candy.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Then there was this morning. She woke up fine, and was watching TV on our bed. She seemed to be in a really good mood. When we were getting ready to all go downstairs (so I could leave) she started whimpering and said that her butt hurt. And then asked us to kiss it (LOL!!!). They always want us to kiss their boo-boos to make them feel better. Anyway, I asked her if she had to poop and she said yes. We put her on the potty and she went a little bit. It wasn't the most solid, but she was happy and earned her piece of candy and sticker. I then left for work.</span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">After I left, things got a little more interesting. I guess she started whimpering again and said that her butt and belly hurt. Again came the requests for Kevin to "kiss it"! She said that she didn't want breakfast either (which is very odd for her). Kevin put her back on the potty. She was in there for a little while when Kylie went in to check on her. Kendall came out with her pants around her ankles. Kylie started yelling "Look, Dad! Kendall pooped!" Then, she proceeded to bring the potty out of the bathroom to show him. And dropped it. And it was not solid by any means. O.M.G. If I was there I probably would have passed out from a panic/germaphobe attack. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I am happy to report that Kendall was much better after her ill-fated trip to the bathroom. She scarfed down breakfast at lightning speed and there were no more requests to "kiss her butt"! Fergie said it best...being a parent is G-L-A-M-O-R-O-U-S.</span></div>
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So, our trick-or-treat was rescheduled for Saturday night because of rain and wind on Thursday. We got the girls an early dinner, got them dressed up, and took them to the next-door neighbors house...<br />
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Kevin had an idea of how to keep them dry. Take them in the wagon!<br />
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The Kroger up the street from us had trick-or-treat last Saturday so we went to that. The girls are well known (and well-loved) there, so we thought that we would show off their costumes:</div>
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Last night we carved pumpkins. Since Kevin's batteries for his power tools are both dead, we had to do simple pumpkins this year. No biggie to these two! They loved their Jack-O'-Lanterns.</div>
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When we pulled into the garage after our photo session Kylie started crying and said she wanted to go back to College. Sigh, it starts at 2.5, I guess?!? ;)<br />
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When we woke up Wednesday morning and it was cold. Not just cool, cold. I want to say it was below 60 degrees. We decided to scrap going to the beach that morning, and decided to take the girls to the Ripley's Aquarium instead. Kendall still seemed out of sorts. She was eating ok, but she was just fussy. Every little thing seemed to set her off. We hoped going to the Aquarium would be a nice change of pace for her.</div>
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The Aquarium was very nice, but $$$. I think it was almost $70 for the four of us, and we were probably there for about an hour. Maybe a little longer.</div>
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After the Aquarium we went to a play area at Broadway at the Beach so the girls could run around and play for a little while. They had fun, but I could tell Kendall was still a little "off".</div>
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After the playground we went back to the house for lunch and a nap for the girls. Kendall again started crying as I laid her down and said, "My ear hurts! Kiss it!" I rubbed her head and told her to try and get some sleep. Kevin and I had lunch on the back deck, and decided to play cards while the girls napped. About an hour and twenty minutes after we put them down, Kendall woke up crying...which is really unusual. She almost always wakes up happy (when she wakes on her own). We brought them out to the back deck and I could tell something wasn't quite right. I took her temp and she had a fever of about 99.3. Not high, but considering she usually runs about 97.5, I knew I had to get her checked out.</div>
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Much to Kylie's dismay, Kendall and I headed off to find an Urgent Care. Kylie was so upset we left, that she wailed for about 30 minutes. Kevin ended up taking her out on the beach and bribed her with M&Ms. After that she perked up quickly.</div>
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Anyway, Kendall and I found an Urgent Care, got out of the car, and walked up to the door. I looked at the office hours. They closed at 3:30. It was 3:45. Luckily, we ended up finding a CVS with a Minute Clinic a few miles up the street. Sure enough, she had a double ear infection. Sigh. </div>
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After getting some medicine and a few coloring books, we headed back to the house. We were still planning on meeting Kevin's parents at a restaurant called the Sea Captain's House in Myrtle Beach for dinner. We changed clothes, gave Kendall some ibuprofen, and headed out.</div>
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We actually had a nice dinner and got back to get the girls to sleep. Kevin and I even had a chance to sneak out and play one round of miniature golf. Which is an absolute "must do" for us...</div>
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The next day it was still a little cool in the morning, so we decided to take the girls to Barefoot Landing (another outdoor shopping / entertainment area). We had a good time, especially since Kendall was finally feeling better.</div>
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After riding the Carousel, we walked around for a bit. We found this store called "Just Horsin' Around" and had to go in. The girls are obsessed with horses. We ended up buying two small stuffed horses, and they have become one of their absolute favorite stuffed animals. It's actually really cute.</div>
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We returned to the house to get the girls lunch and a nap. Once they were down we were able to enjoy our last lunch on the back deck. We also hung out at the pool, but it was a bit too cold to actually swim in, so Kevin and I just dipped our feet in and enjoyed the sun and conversation.</div>
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After some beach time, we went out to dinner at this little fish restaurant right up the street from the beach house. What a find. It was probably the best meal we had the entire trip. Kevin had the Shrimp and Grits and claims it was one of the top 10 things he has ever eaten. I had the crab cake sliders, and they were probably among the best crab cakes I have ever had. And I lived in Maryland for a year! The girls also thoroughly enjoyed their chicken and sweet potato fries. Although, I don't know that we would stay in Cherry Grove Beach again, we would for sure drive up to go to Flounder's Fish House.</div>
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This girl is something else! I measured her yesterday and she is just about 40" tall. That's SO tall for her age, 99.9 percentile. She weighs about 35 pounds (also big for her age - 95.9 percentile). But, for her height, she is in the 56th percentile. So, overall she's an average weight for her height.<br />
Ever since we have been back from vacation, she has been super picky with what she eats. She formerly was a member of the clean plate club. Not anymore. If she finishes half of a meal, we're doing well. I know it ebbs and flows though. There are times when she has just proclaimed "I'm hungry! Where's the food?!?" In those exact words. Too funny.<br />
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Kendall has a vivid imagination, and plays well independently. When I was coaxing Kylie to go potty last week for almost two hours, she was just happily playing away in their playroom. She also has an amazing memory. She can sing some songs almost word for word, and has several of her books memorized. <br />
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Kendall is currently wearing mostly 4/4T clothes and a size 6 diaper. She is not ready to potty train yet. I'm hoping with the progress Kylie is making she'll become more interested soon.<br />
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I also measured Kylie yesterday and she is about 37.5 inches tall (91st percentile). This is huge considering I measured her about a month ago and she was around 36". She weighs about 31 pounds (71st percentile for age, but 51st percentile for height). I guess we just grow them big in the K household!<br />
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Kylie has been going through some challenges behaviorally in the past week or so. She's usually my easy one, but man, has she been a bear lately. Rachel and I were talking one day last week and she was telling me about a few meltdowns Kylie had that day. Then it clicked. GROWTH SPURT! She's been acting out of sorts, eating a bunch, sleeping well, and complaining about various aches and pains. (One day, the green polka dot on her shirt was causing her some pain ;)) Yesterday after she woke up from nap she actually told me that "her body hurt". I asked where and she pointed to her knee. Bingo.<br />
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Potty training has been going very well. She has gotten #1 down. She only had one accident this whole weekend, and it was a small #2 accident. We'll get there, but overall I'm happy. Every time we went out this past weekend she was wearing underwear. I know I'm taking a gamble, but there's no other way to learn, right?!?<br />
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Kylie also has a huge love for music, and was playing her Dora guitar and singing Katy Perry's "Roar" and Anna Kendrick's "Cups" to her stuffed dog Wrinkle before bed tonight. It really doesn't get much cuter.<br />
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Kylie wears a 3/3T in most clothes, and wears 4T undies (with lots of room to spare).<br />
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All in all, I think they are right on track for where they should be! Each day they get more fun, and I am even more blown away by the things they say. Never a dull moment, right?<br />
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Friday, I had the day off work. I planned on running to Target and Old Navy with the girls in the morning. That got derailed by potty issues. Between 7:30 and 11:30 AM, Kylie was probably sitting on the potty for three of those hours. She would get off and say "all done", then be doing the pee-pee dance and start crying that she had to go minutes later. I finally made her sit until she went. Finally, after much negotiation and promises of rewards, she went. We threw a party and headed off to Kroger to get supplies to make a Potty Chart and get her a prize.<br />
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Saturday, she peed on the potty pretty much on her own when I took Kendall upstairs to change her diaper. We decided to head out to run the errands I didn't get a chance to the day before. While we were in "Old Maybe" she started crying and said she had to go potty. Luckily, I had thrown one of the little potties in the back of my car before we left. She ended up pooping in the Old Navy parking lot. Ahh, parenthood. Lovely, eh?<br />
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When we got home it was lunch and nap time, but she was doing the pee-pee dance, so I made her sit on the potty until she went. 40 minutes later we finally had success. The poor girl was so hungry and tired. Looking back, I think this is where our successes derailed a bit. I probably shouldn't have pushed her so hard right then.<br />
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We went to the park after nap, and she was doing the pee-pee dance again. I've also noticed she starts sitting down a lot when she has to go. Kevin and I kept asking her if she had to go potty, and she kept saying no. Finally, I looked over while she was on the jungle gym, and saw a stream coming down her leg. Fortunately, we were 2 minutes from the house, and I had packed an extra pair of shorts and some pull-ups.<br />
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Yesterday she would sit on the potty, but didn't go all morning. We went to the pumpkin patch and could tell she was incredibly uncomfortable the entire time. She wouldn't go on the potty, but was trying not to go in her pull-up either. On the way home from the pumpkin patch she was crying and shuffling in the car. And then she stopped. "I went, mama". I was so frustrated yesterday. I swore that I broke her from making her sit too much or too long. <br />
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Kevin came up with the idea of having Wrinkle (his huge stuffed dog from childhood) pee on the potty. First of all, Wrinkle requires privacy (aka, so Kevin can "produce" pee for Wrinkle. In the form of water.) but as soon as he goes, he needs Kylie's help with dumping the potty. Last night during dinner she was doing the fidgeting and crying thing again. I sat her on the potty, gave her Kevin's phone, sat Wrinkle next to her, and went back out to clean up after dinner. When Kevin checked on her a few minutes later he asked " Are you going to pee, Kylie?" She responded "I already did, Dad!" And sure enough she did. She was so excited to get her M&Ms and give Kevin, me, Kendall, and Wrinkle big hugs. <br />
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Today was a bit better. She peed four times on the potty today (three times at Rachel's, and once at home). But, she did have two poop accidents. Yikes! Today is the first time that has happened.<br />
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I'm relived I don't think I ruined her, but I have realized I need to follow her lead, and try to intervene in time to make sure catch her before an accident happens. Also, I think I need to leave her alone. She cries sometimes if I leave the bathroom, but I think as long as she has a distraction in with her, and a fluffy friend, it may actually be better. The saying "A watched pot never boils" may be the truth in this case. Any potty training toddler tips are always welcome. Especially because I think Kylie is going to be a piece of cake compared to Kendall. Lord help me...Marionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807583933835329780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347851220572877594.post-89624143480866063032013-10-10T10:44:00.005-07:002013-10-10T10:44:42.591-07:00Adventures in Potty TrainingI've decided to take a pretty "no-pressure" approach to potty training (as in, I haven't really been pushing the issue. Lazy me!) But, Kylie has been very interested in wearing "big girl undies" and trying to potty train. Rachel decided to just roll with it. This week (and part of last), when she changes her first diaper after the girls arrive in the morning, Kylie gets to wear a pair of undies. She then sets a timer that goes off every 1/2 hour to 45 minutes, and that's Kylie's reminder to go to the potty. She's had some accidents, but she has also had a few successes! She is starting to realize when she has to go, and starts pacing around. But, once she gets on the potty, she seems to tense up, and doesn't want to let go. I think she's just stubborn like her mama. ;-)<br /><br />So, this week I told Kevin we really need to start making an effort when they're home to get them (especially Kylie) on the potty. She is probably confused since she is so disciplined during the day, but then just gets to go around in a diaper during dinner and before bedtime. When they got home yesterday, she had pooped, so I changed her diaper and put undies on. She was all excited about wearing the undies, and couldn't wait to show Kevin when he came in from mowing the lawn. She did great until right before bed. I had gotten her on the potty, but I could tell she was distracted and wasn't interested in going. Since the girls were getting into the bath within minutes I let her off, and went to change the sheets on their beds. As I was getting the sheet on Kylie's bed, she started crying and said "I peed!" It was just a little bit, but it still upset her. I just changed her into another pair, and we got her in the bath minutes later. (which there was a whole other incident that occurred, but I'll save you those details!)<br /><br />So, we're definitely getting closer with Kylie. Kendall's not really that interested, but she did pee on the potty for Kevin yesterday morning. I'm hoping to have them both potty trained by Christmas, so we'll see. I'm definitely not going to hold steadfast to that deadline. I don't want to load the pressure on, but I would like to move on from the land of "diapy's" sooner than later!Marionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807583933835329780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347851220572877594.post-33767821731213056482013-10-07T18:59:00.003-07:002013-10-07T19:09:13.344-07:00Anniversary at the BeachWe woke up on September 17th and it was beautiful, but chilly. <br />
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After our walk on the beach, we got ready and headed down to the beach with the girls. I changed them into their swimsuits and Kendall was fussing about hers. She kept pulling on it and crying saying that she wanted it off. (The girls are modest and don't like anything that doesn't completely cover their bellies.) I put the Hello Kitty swimsuit back on her, and she was good to go.<br />
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While we were out on the beach, these arrived. Such a sweet hubby I have....<br />
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We got the girls in after some fun time on the beach for lunch and a nap. Kendall was definitely acting a bit out of sorts. Right before nap she even started crying and saying that her ear hurt, and asked us to kiss it. Poor girl. We just wrote it off as her being cranky from lack of sleep. <br />
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After getting the girls started on some dinner, Kevin and I took off for Broadway at the Beach. We walked around for a bit and got some dinner at Landry's (one of our favorite restaurants). The food was good, as usual...but the service was slooooow. It was no big deal since we weren't in any rush. But for not being busy, the staff was super pokey!<br />
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Our after dinner entertainment included going through a "mirror-maze" (Kevin's idea), and getting some daiquiri's (my idea!) All in all, it was a great 8th anniversary. <br />
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<br />Marionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807583933835329780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347851220572877594.post-90981549461199331902013-10-01T18:42:00.000-07:002013-10-01T18:43:05.432-07:00Myrtle Beach Vacation - Days 2 and 3On our second full day of vacation we decided to hit the beach again in the morning. Every time I've taken a beach vacation we always seem to do the beach in the morning, come back for lunch, then do either the beach or pool for a bit in the afternoon. We followed this "plan" during the first half of the vacation.<br />
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It was a beautiful day on the beach. Kendall and Kylie were playing in their "puddle" and in the sand. I'm so happy they seemed to love the beach as much as I do.<br />
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Kevin's sisters' family had to leave this afternoon (Sunday) because the boys had school on Monday. We were able to get a group picture of everyone before they left. The girls really seemed to like meeting their cousins. For the rest of the week, they would often ask "Where are my cousins?" Too cute.<br />
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After the girls would go down for a nap, Kevin and I had a tradition this vacation of having lunch and a mid-day cocktail on the back porch. Is there really anything better than having a drink while enjoying the sounds and sights of the ocean? It actually turned out to be the warmest day of the week that day, so Kevin and I went in the pool. It was really the only solid day we got to swim (the pool cooled off considerably as the week went on). The beach house itself was in definite need of updates, but the pool and back deck area were really nice.<br />
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After nap we all got ready and headed down to Broadway at the Beach in Myrtle Beach. While everyone else had to take care of some car issues Kevin's brother had, we took the girls over to the kiddie park area. Kylie LOVED riding this car ride (I, personally, was not a fan!) Kendall really wanted to ride the carousel and the train. <br />
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The next day was Monday. We got up and had plans to go out on the beach once again. Although it was cooler, we made it out there fairly early. There was a chance for scattered storms throughout the day, so we were prepared. The girls were playing in their puddle and on the beach, when we saw some dark clouds start to roll in. Kevin's dad had a beach tent set up, so I ushered the girls over there. Sure enough, it started POURING. Kevin's parents, the girls, and Kevin and I huddled in the tent until it passed. Once it passed, the girls were out on the beach again. Then even more clouds started rolling in. Kevin's dad grabbed Kendall, and I grabbed Kylie and went dashing towards the tent. It down poured for probably 20 minutes. Although we were steps from the house, we all huddled in the tent again and waited for the rain to pass. Once it stopped raining we were able to collect our things. It was about time to go back to the house for lunch and nap anyway.<br />
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We hung out around the pool during nap and chatted with Kevin's brother Ken and his girlfriend. Once the girls were awake, we all headed to the Boardwalk in Myrtle Beach. The girls really enjoyed it, and it got us out of Kevin's mom's hair while she made dinner.<br />
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After enjoying the Boardwalk we headed back to the house for a dinner out on the porch. I can't tell you how much I love spending evenings outside just listening to the ocean. There is nothing more perfect or serene. One day maybe....<br />
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<br />Marionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807583933835329780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347851220572877594.post-37502089827966268262013-09-29T12:03:00.000-07:002013-09-29T12:03:18.115-07:00Columbus Oktoberfest 2013Columbus has their annual Oktoberfest on the last weekend in September. Funny, huh? Kevin was telling me yesterday that it was in September last year. I swore that it was the first weekend in October, then I looked back at my blog and noticed he was <a href="http://www.makeitadoublek.blogspot.com/2012/10/oktoberfest.html">right</a> (it's rare, but it does happen!)<br />
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We didn't get the huge beers like last year, but we did each enjoy a Pauliner (him) and a Hofbräu (me). We enjoyed our beers after taking the girls to the Kinderplatz area<br />
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The bouncy houses were a little too overwhelming for me to let them play in. They are definitely physically big enough, but probably would have been on the younger side of the kids in there. I just didn't want them to get trampled!<br />
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We did let them out of the stroller though to run around!<br />
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Kevin had to get a picture of himself next to the Pensylvanian sign :)<br />
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Hey girls, smile at Mommy!<br />
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Come on, say cheese!<br />
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Ok, now you smile...silly girls...<br />
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After riding around for a bit we all got some dinner. A Bahama Mama, German potato salad and sauerkraut for Kevin from Schmidt's. Some chicken fingers, sauerkraut and pierogies for the girls (Kendall ate some chicken and her pierogi, Kylie ate some chicken). And a huge German meal of a grilled chicken sandwich for myself. LOL.<br />
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We literally sat at the table next to the German band and the girls LOVED the music. We had to have a little dance session afterwards. (Sorry for the blurry pics, low shutter speed)<br />
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After dinner, we walked around and looked at the crafts and other fun things. We saw a show going on at this little stage. It was a little odd, but the girls enjoyed it. When we asked them what their favorite part of Oktoberfest was, they said the music and dinner. :)<br />
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Lucky (for me), Kendall was thoroughly entertained by the various DVD's playing on the Dual DVD player, and didn’t require much changing out of toys. I just gave her the occasional markers or crayons, or snack from our arsenal, and she was good to go.<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Kevin bought little plastic drawers to help organize their car toys, and we attached cookie sheets to their car seats (via industrial strength Velcro). These, in addition to the DVD player, could not have worked out more perfectly!<br /><br />Kylie got a little whiny when we were going through the worst part of the Appalachians in West Virginia. </span>I wasn't sure if she was feeling motion sick, or was just tired. Then I looked back at her and saw this:<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><br />
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As a preventative measure, I bought the girls Children's size Sea Bands. They ended up being not getting sick, so I don't know if the Sea Bands helped or not, but with my puke-phobia, I would much rather be safe than sorry! (Especially since Kevin and I are both prone to car-sickness). Luckily, the girls didn't mind wearing them at all!<br />
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We made it to Tamarack (our favorite stop in Beckley, WV) at about 11:30. We all went in and used the bathrooms and got lunch. Actually, Kevin got the girls and his lunch while I corralled them into high chairs. (Let’s just say they weren't being the most patient waiting in line). When Kevin got to the table he had about 1 billion pounds of food, so I just munched on one of the girls' PB&Js and called it a day. </div>
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We spent about 45 minutes to an hour at Tamarack and got back on the road. Kendall ended up falling asleep within minutes of being back in the car, but since Kylie took her 20 minute cat nap right before lunch, there was NO WAY she was napping again. To our surprise, she mostly stayed quiet while Kendall napped. She just looked out the window and colored for a little while. She also was definitely amused going through the tunnels in West Virginia and Virginia. Those were a big hit!<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>The rest of the drive was fairly uneventful. We stopped two more times. Once just for Kevin and I to use the bathroom, and once for the girls to get out and stretch their legs. The second stop was about 2 hours from our destination in Randolph County, NC, and was probably the cleanest and most well-maintained rest stop I've ever seen. The girls were in desperate need of a diaper change and clothing change (their shirts were soaked from dumping milk and juice on themselves. Ugh, toddlers!) <br />
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We went through a BK drive-through when we were about 45 minutes out. It was already after 6PM, and we didn’t want to worry about dinner after we got there. (Especially with Kylie's rockin' 20 minute nap that day). We are definitely not huge fast food people (I can't even remember the last time I had Burger King...college maybe?) The girls got chicken fingers and apple slices, Kevin a chicken sandwich, and me a veggie burger. Who knew BK had veggie burgers?!?</div>
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<span style="text-align: start;">Right around 7:15PM we pulled into our beach house. Let's just say, we were all excited to see the beach!</span></div>
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After unpacking, a quick bath, and getting some time to run around and see Grandma, Grandpa, and their Aunt, Uncle, and cousins, it was time for the little ladies to go to bed. We used pack-n-plays this trip and they worked perfectly. We bought some foam padding and it seemed to make them a lot more comfortable. I was debating just getting bed rails and letting them sleep in the beds, but I am so happy we went the pack-n-play route.</div>
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After catching up with everyone, Kevin and I turned in around 11. We were exhausted. It had been a long, but decent day. Again, the girls WAY exceeded my expectations. They are such good little travelers. We are definitely lucky!<br />
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We woke up on day one (around 7:00AM) and enjoyed a beautiful sunrise, coffee and breakfast.<br />
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After breakfast Kevin and I headed over to Food Lion while everyone else tended to the girls. We had plans to make dinner that evening, so we needed to get everything for that in addition to food for the week. <span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span><span style="font-size: small;"><br />When we got back, it was beach time! Let me just say, those girls LOVED LOVED LOVED the beach. I mean they <u><b>loved</b></u> it. Each time we went down it was low tide, so that was really nice for them. It gave them tons of room to run, which was wonderful. We spent several tireless hours on the beach that first morning. It was a blast.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">After nap we just hung out with family at the house. Kevin's parents were there, along with his sister, brother-in-law, and nephews, and his brother and his girlfriend. The girls really loved hanging out with everyone. I think they liked all of the attention.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">We all enjoyed Kevin's famous Tequila-Lime Chicken fajitas, Spanish rice (dynamite recipe from my friend Kim located <a href="http://dishbaby.blogspot.com/2012/06/spanish-rice.html">here</a>), guacamole and margaritas (for the adults only, of course!). It was a great night, and I could tell how happy it made my in-laws to have all of their children and grandchildren together at long last!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>Marionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807583933835329780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347851220572877594.post-91778852746995427172013-09-21T12:19:00.002-07:002013-09-21T12:19:39.144-07:00Sun and SandJust got back late last night from a family vacation to South Carolina (North Myrtle Beach area). The girls had a blast. Lots of fun pictures and stories to come as soon as I have a chance to get organized here!<br />
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<br />Marionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807583933835329780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347851220572877594.post-43810373158746911222013-09-09T11:35:00.001-07:002013-09-09T11:35:23.330-07:00Haircuts...take 2!After seeing how well Kylie did and how much better a little trim made her hair look, we decided that Kendall should get a haircut too. She has much more wave to her hair than Kylie (and its a lot shorter), but she was starting to rock a bit of a tail in the back. <div><br></div><div>We did what we did with Kylie and talked it up. She was very insistent that she sit on the red dog before we even got there. When her name got called, the lady asked her if she wanted to sit on the fire truck or airplane. She just stared at the dog. I asked if she could sit on the dog, and she agreed.</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ZwbLvqifQ68/Ui4U4Aej1oI/AAAAAAAADng/d_rMEsDI1mE/s640/blogger-image-751783101.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ZwbLvqifQ68/Ui4U4Aej1oI/AAAAAAAADng/d_rMEsDI1mE/s640/blogger-image-751783101.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>She put on Super Why! for Kendall and asked what I wanted done with her hair. Considering she still has very short hair (and a crazy cowlick), I let her know that I just wanted the back evened out. No bangs, nothing crazy.</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-D2VMRY5HWwo/Ui4U2pltU2I/AAAAAAAADnY/7EWkL1Cu-ss/s640/blogger-image-1463615218.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-D2VMRY5HWwo/Ui4U2pltU2I/AAAAAAAADnY/7EWkL1Cu-ss/s640/blogger-image-1463615218.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dzg1McvAenU/Ui4U6coaBBI/AAAAAAAADno/FXnkQ4BJdP0/s640/blogger-image--1220692797.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-dzg1McvAenU/Ui4U6coaBBI/AAAAAAAADno/FXnkQ4BJdP0/s640/blogger-image--1220692797.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Kendall followed direction well, and overall did great! Her hair looks healthier and thicker now that it's evened out. Hopefully now it will growwwww. ;)</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-oWWn9iZBX_w/Ui4U1HVm_DI/AAAAAAAADnQ/dDg9kJejgxc/s640/blogger-image-234938823.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-oWWn9iZBX_w/Ui4U1HVm_DI/AAAAAAAADnQ/dDg9kJejgxc/s640/blogger-image-234938823.jpg"></a></div><br></div>Marionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807583933835329780noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347851220572877594.post-38046116005607076472013-09-08T17:49:00.002-07:002013-09-08T17:50:13.343-07:00Jump and Roar!The girls love the song "Roar" by Katy Perry. This video is too cute not to share. Forgive the multiple bows in Kylie's hair (one stolen from Kendall) and the slight disarray of our living room :)<br />
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Oh, and in case you are interested in more musical musings of the K ladies...here is some 'Wiggeda Wiggida Wack' from the old 90's favorite Kris Kross. ;)<br />
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<br />Marionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12807583933835329780noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5347851220572877594.post-53559490513193769802013-09-02T19:07:00.000-07:002013-09-02T19:07:23.063-07:00Italian IceAfter a busy weekend, we decided to take the girls out for Italian Ice this afternoon after their nap. Kendall woke up on her own, but Kylie was (rudely) woken when I went into their room to get Kendall. Needless to say, she was not too pleased. My solution?? Let's go get some Italian Ice! We pretty much loaded a crying Kylie and Kendall into the car and took off minutes later. We went to this little place called Rocky's in Delaware. They have Italian Ice, frozen custard and hot dogs, etc. The girls and I each got a kiddie Gelati (Italian Ice with custard swirled through it). Kevin got a medium. They were so good. Kylie chose Orange (which was actually Tangerine Cream) "I wanna eat my favorite orange!" (Orange is her favorite color). <br />
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I got Mango and Kevin got the Tangerine Cream as well. It was a perfect ending to a busy, but fun weekend. Nothing beats bringing a close to the end of summer like "ice cream"!<br />
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