Tonight I found this

I wrote this for those tending the kids when Doug and I went to Las Vegas.... 5 of the 9 days I left him in his lifetime.

Daxton

5am: wakes up to eat (4-8 ounces)

7am: wakes up for the morning

9 or 10am: ready for a nap (feed him a few ounces 4 or so)

After naptime: I feed him “lunch”
Cheese stick
Crackers
Cereal
Yogurt
Mac n Cheese
#3 baby food jars
Pudding or small yogurt

2 or 3pm: nap #2 (4 ounces of milk or formula)

Dinner: smashed whatever I am having he loves potatos… also I have #3 baby foods (please USE them)
8pm: bedtime (4-8 ounces)

He is also a grazer, he likes to eat crackers, fishies, pretzels (although watch the choking factor when it falls to pieces from his gnawing), bread, cheese. Things that melt in your mouth are a good indicator of what he can eat.

Milk in the freezer, formula in the pantry (use water from fridge to mix)

Daxton has a nasty butt rash. May be lessened by the time you all get him, but PLEASE put it on his butt EVERY time he poops. As you may notice his poop is just a streak and sits in his crack until changed, this is VERY irritating to his cute little cheeks, so please change when you smell and apply butt cream EVERY time he poops. Should be located in the diaper bag…. Somewhere. If unable to locate, petroleum jelly is a good barrier as well.

Please hold him and love him and know that my arms are aching for him and he misses me so please take good care of him.

Oh how I miss him tonight. Last night I closed my eyes and he was there. Tonight we went swimming with the girls and grandma and grandpa. I saw him in Isabella's eyes.

Here's to YOU!!!

So just in case you are wondering. I have the COOLEST. MOM. EVER. Case in point. She works full time and one day a week, she "asks" to take off, to have a grandma day. I didn't realize that she actually had to "ask" for this day off and when it is transient (changes to a different day via my schedule) it is not an easy thing to do, but somehow she always manages to do it. Because that is just what my mom does.

Or when she has been at work ALL day, she will come over to see the girls just because they called and asked her to. Or she makes us dinner. Or she goes shopping to help with the wedding plans. Or she takes my cousin where he needs to go. Or she drops what she is doing to help another. Or ... well you get the point. She is always putting us (her kids) in front of most of her needs.

A few months ago my brother got married. I was trying on dresses, just after Isabella was born and well if you have ever been pregnant you know that (or maybe it is just me) that your body is shaped a little bit differently. Well I tried on this dress and there was absolutely no way the LARGER sizes were going to fit me. I was sad... so I continued to nurse and eat like crap in hopes of losing that baby weight and trying to it into a decent size dress. This was not the occasion for me to wear this dress.

Then came Mother's Day. It was the first without Daxton and I wanted to wear a pretty dress. So back to the store I went.... alas, it was not to be so this time either, however it was one size smaller than the first time. I was making progress. So I went home once again. Empty-handed. Well a few weeks later was Daxton's birthday and it just happened to fall on a Sunday. This day I wanted to really have a new dress, so off treking to the store I went. Alas, this was not to be either. So I vowed to do better.

A few days ago, my sister came home from shopping stating that she had found some good buys for her engagement pics. I was excited to see what she had found. I be darned if she didn't pull out that very same dress. (bless you it wasn't your fault). I was sad, annoyed, and mad. I can't explain why. It is just a dress. But it represented so much more to me. I vowed to go back to the store and get that dress. We can be twinners right?

Again I be darned if I didn't wake up one afternoon and there were two dresses. Hanging up in my closet. My blessed mother had gone to the store and purchased that dress for me, in the size I have tried to fit into. It still isn't a "great" size, but we are making some progress here. But my mom bought be that dress, because she knew what it meant to me. I cried. Because that is just what kind of mother she is.

Tonight we celebrated her 50th birthday. I know. She is SO young. Really. I don't make fun. I will be there someday and the "older" she gets, the "younger" I think that "old" age really is, because I am getting all that much closer to being how "old" she is. Get that? Well anyway. I wanted to do something special for her. She is always saying that she has no friends. HA!!! I proved her wrong today. I had people from all her years here in Mesa come and visit her all day long. Some people didn't think I could do it, but boy did it all work out.

Oh and you know how you have to wait until you are dead for people to remember all the great things you did in life and how wonderful you are? Well we one upped that because my mom is not ever going to die. She is going to live forever. Seriously :). So I thought we would make her a book of all our memories of her, ok not all of them, but some, and tell her how much we loved her. It was created on Blurb.com and seriously. The book turned out SO good. We didn't even get to eat before I had her open it. Each of her children, her brothers and sisters, mom, and of course her husband, my dad, wrote excerpts in this book. It is a tribute to her. It was AWESOME!!!!!!

Her siblings have requested pics. So here they are. Well they are above anyway.

HAPPY 50th BIRTHDAY TO THE BEST. MOM. EVER!!!

The Bachelorette

I know. I know. A very bad confession. I watch the Bachelorette. Judge me or don't. But seriously?
Now I am not sure how I feel about watching the Bachelor. 30 woman pining for one guy, but on the flip side watching 1 woman and 30 guys pining for her? SURE!!!

I just finished watching my very convenient tivo'd episode of the Bachelorette and I am a little up in arms. Now if you don't watch the show, well you won't get it, but if you do?

OK lets go through them
Wes; seriously? Why do nice girls always fall for the bad boys. They only leave you heart broken. They never stick around and really they aren't so much dependable. He is only on the show to promote his country music album and if he gets the girl? Well supposedly he has a girlfriend

Reid; Haven't heard much from him, but I think it is interesting she is willing to get to know someone who is so different from her.

Kipton; Well he is a cutie. WHATEVER... She can totally keep him

Michael: He is 'young' but really he isn't that young. He is 25? I know a lot of 25 year olds who have been married for 5 years already, so I guess the "worlds" view of him being young? Well that is up to them. He is ok, but I am not sure he can provide for a family, but who am I to talk, we were at BYU making less than $1000 a month and made it just fine.

Jesse: Ya. she will be ok with him.

I am not even sure who the other one is, but whatever. I am just upset that she let Jake go. ER!!! Seriously? And she kept Wes? I don't get it. If she is going to let the good ones go and keep the bad ones, well I am just not sure about her.

OK now that I have aired my dirty little secret of stooping SO low as to watching this reality TV show.... I just can't help it. I am addicted.