tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11084760318930753182024-03-12T22:48:03.933-05:00The Little Holt'sFrom then til now... all the days of their lives.The Holt'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06524688846854596555noreply@blogger.comBlogger601125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108476031893075318.post-19449693021486033002015-04-13T15:56:00.002-05:002015-04-13T15:56:47.871-05:00I love you<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I have waited so long to hear those three little words from Isabelle. I longed for her to run to me and say "I love you Mommy" but it just wasn't happening. I knew it would- just like all the other milestones that I have had to wait longer than other Moms to see. I knew Izzy loved me, she would show me with her actions every day but I still wanted to hear those words come out of her mouth. Then a few days ago, I heard them. I Love You! I didn't realize that Nana and Papa had been working with her and adding in some hand motions but the work paid off. She still doesn't say those words unprompted but she says them. It was so worth the wait! Mommy's heart is full and happy!<br />
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Ethan is almost as tall as me now. I don't think I like looking him square in the eyes just yet. Along with height comes the pre-teen meltdowns and drama. Girls, attitude, fighting with siblings- just to name a few. Oh and I can't wait til summer because I can't keep these kids out of high waters. I feel like I am buying a new pair of pants every week. </div>
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Izzy has changed so much over the past few months. She is running and jumping, talking in 3-4 words combinations. She is counting and saying her ABCs, can tell you what color and shapes are. Sister is smart! We are still working on the potty training but she definitely lets you know when she is wet- just a little too late to catch her. We are ready so we are going to conquer this thing hard core soon. <br />
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Izzy is into trying new things and loves talking to everyone. She will say "Hi" until she hears one in return. She doesn't like to be ignored.<br />
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Here she is on a swing at The Track. She started off a little hesitate but then threw her hands in the air and let the wind blow through her hair. Good times!!<br />
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Aiden is still the best big brother. He dotes on Izzy and their bond is like no other- except when she gets into his stuff. Then he likes to try and discipline. This is always fun to watch...<br />
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Big brothers are fighting none stop. When does this change?!? It is over EVERYTHING!! I think I found a few new gray hairs over the last few months due to this behavior. <br />
Izzy loves to people watch and sometimes she is surprised but what people decide to leave the house in. But it is all good... we all have our own style.<br />
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Recently, we went to the mountains with Nana and Papa. We tried out Izzy's new #Buddytag. She has become a runner and she doesn't like to hold hands. For some reason, if you try to hold her hand her legs become like limp noodles. Not sure what's up with that. So now, she has a new tracking bracelet and an elephant backpack/leash. Yep, I was one of those parents that said I would never put my kid on a leash. Well... I lied. <br />
The #Buddytag is awesome. I have an app on my phone that will start an alarm when she gets too far from me. Plus, she can't get the bracelet off and no one else can get it off (at least easily) either. Bonus!! As you can see... she isn't a big fan though.<br />
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These two... make my heart melt.<br />
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and this one... poor thing got his Mommy's eyes. I was blind as a bat before my Lasik surgery. We found out Ethan can't see very well even with his glasses on. Might need to get in for an exam ASAP. <br />
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Well... I am pretty upset my Little's aren't very little anymore. They need to stop growing up so fast. I guess time flies when you are having fun or just extremely busy.The Holt'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06524688846854596555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108476031893075318.post-3587191712015829592014-11-12T15:41:00.001-06:002014-11-12T15:41:07.862-06:00My little<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
My little Izzy isn't so little anymore...</div>
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She is turning into a big girl! She is talking so much now. New words every day. She is running, climbing and getting into to everything! She is more like any typical toddler than I ever thought. <br />
We are still working hard with potty training. Someone told me to try the Farmer's Almanac for weaning. Hey, at this point, I am willing to try anything. So, November 23rd is the first day following this calendar to start the weaning. That day, I will hide all diapers, pull ups and bring out the special undies. Fingers crossed that this works. Maybe the stars or whatever will be in our favor! Mama is tired of diapers!<br />
This is the face I most often see when I sit her on the potty...<br />
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Yep... Sister with an attitude. I wonder who she gets that from?!? Miss thing has a huge personality. Can you tell?? I sure do lover her!The Holt'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06524688846854596555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108476031893075318.post-87121372138999644662014-09-16T11:51:00.000-05:002014-09-16T11:51:06.496-05:00Photo overload<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
I have been MIA and my blog has been neglected these last few months. I know it is ok because I started this blog as a type of scrapbook for my kids. Lord knows, I am not crafty enough to actually do a scrapbook. After finding out about Izzy, I took it to a more personal level. Journaling became my therapy. I figured it was cheaper than actual therapy. But lately, I just didn't have it in me to write or share my feelings. That is life for you! Sometimes you get busy, sometimes you get down and sometimes you just have to focus on taking that next step on your journey to keep going.</div>
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But... life hasn't stopped or slowed down in the Holt household. With three kids, I don't think I would be allowed to stop.</div>
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Here are some pictures of the kids doing their thing... having fun! </div>
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My boys are growing up so fast. Ethan just had a birthday- the big 11! I can't believe it. He is already acting more and more like a teenager everyday. Lord help me! Girls, attitude and developing his own sense of style. He is growing up!<br />
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Aiden's birthday is coming up fast too. He can't wait until October rolls around. He will be 9.<br />
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All I know, is that I love these guys to pieces. They give me gray hairs and heartache at times but they are all mine.<br />
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and then there is Izzy. She is so full of personality. This girl is into EVERYTHING. (not sure if this is a girl thing or just an Izzy thing) She has a nickname- Hurricane Izzy. It fits her perfectly as she leaves a trail behind her wherever she goes. This makes cleaning very difficult! Which keeps Mommy stressed out and probably adds to the gray hairs.<br />
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Don't kids want to always be treated like grown ups until they are asked to walk around a fair or well any where?? Then, their legs hurt. That would be Aiden...hence the ride in the stroller.<br />
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Izzy came with Mommy to find a dress for a wedding we were attending. I haven't put a dress on in a very long time and now I remember why. She thought the process was hilarious!! Me... not so much!<br />
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and here we are at the beautiful wedding. We all had a blast and were thankful to be apart of Jordan's big day.<br />
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Izzy loves taking selfies. I figured I could use these pictures one day to track how we have both aged. Silly faces are always fun, though.<br />
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Have I ever mentioned that Izzy loves chips?!? She wakes up requesting chips. She goes to sleep requesting chips. I mean... I love chips but really??<br />
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Izzy started her new PreK program and we all participated in a Fun Run/Walk to raise money for their new playground. It is getting set up right now and I know she is excited to play on it.<br />
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Like everyone else, I use my phone as my go to camera. So now, whenever I am looking at my phone, Izzy automatically says "cheese". Even her babies are saying cheese.<br />
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Milo, our dog, ran into the street and was hit by a car a few months back. Don't worry... he is ok. We thought it might knock some sense into him but it didn't. He did get this nice care package from our neighbor though.<br />
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Izzy trying to get a tan. We did make a few trips to the beach and our local water park this summer. This year was so much easier since Izzy is walking. <br />
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I don't think I ever posted pictures from Izzy's birthday party. Sister was spoiled and ate lots of sugar. No one offered to take her home with them that night so we stayed up late partying.<br />
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Our little fish taking a break...<br />
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Izzy got some new DAFO's. As you can see, she was very excited about it. <br />
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Milos' favorite place, the dog park. The kids enjoy it too since they get to chase other dogs. <br />
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Anyone want to play fetch???<br />
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More pictures to come...The Holt'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06524688846854596555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108476031893075318.post-46442434732687097442014-09-11T12:04:00.000-05:002014-09-11T12:04:10.125-05:00School 2014-2015<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
School started for all three kids the middle of August. This is the only year that they will all be at the same school! Ethan is in 5th, Aiden is in 3rd and Izzy is in PreK-D. Everyone loves their teachers so far and are enjoying getting to make some new friends.</div>
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I love that all the kids are together this year. It helps Mommy with Izzy's transition to PreK at the Elementary school. <br />
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Izzy loves her backpack. Mrs. Angie embroidered her name so she shows it off to everyone that she passes.<br />
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The first day on the bus was hard for both of us. Now... she is a champ. She gets help with the first big step and then after that, Sister becomes Miss Independent.<br />
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That first day, since she was upset on the bus, I stayed at the end of the hallway and watched her arrive to school. She was smiling and waving at everyone down the hall. This is the best picture I could get but I see her little piggies swinging in the wind. She caught my eye and waved and that is when I knew she would be just fine. Mommy on the other hand- cried all the way to work. <br />
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Then, when I got to work, I found this little treat at my desk. Small gestures can sure turn your day around!<br />
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Since Izzy has started school, we have seen a lot of this happening...<br />
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She no longer gets a nap since school goes until 2pm. So she is one worn out little girl by the time I pick her up. The first few nights were rough and she was a cranky pants but we have gotten into a little better routine which has helped. <br />
Izzy is even trying to dress herself in the mornings...<br />
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We get a progress report each day- which I love- and from what I hear... Izzy is making a lot of friends at the school. </div>
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Big brothers are doing great as well. They are pros at the whole school thing now. This is the last year for Ethan in Elementary school. I can't believe he will be in Middle school next year. Scary and exciting! Aiden is trying the traditional classroom this year and so far, loving it. We decided to pull him out of Gifted for now and figured we can always go that route again down the road.</div>
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It has only been a few weeks into the school year and I must say I would have been lost without Google. My kid's homework makes me feel so dumb! I definitely will not be going on the show- Are you smarter than a fifth grader? No sir, no I am not.</div>
The Holt'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06524688846854596555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108476031893075318.post-16782960416345157682014-08-29T09:34:00.002-05:002014-08-29T09:34:33.544-05:00Son...you have a name.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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This morning, when Ethan came out into the living room he was greeted with the sweetest sound. His name!! Izzy has always called him Aiden and this morning she yelled Ethan and ran and gave him a hug (all unprompted). WooHoo!!<br />
We all stopped in our tracks and then did the happy dance. <br />
Ethan... you now have a name! Doesn't it sounds so sweet to your ears??<br />
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<br />The Holt'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06524688846854596555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108476031893075318.post-81626799876335977112014-08-15T12:22:00.002-05:002014-08-15T12:22:53.657-05:00Where did my baby go???Isabelle turned 3 in May, and on her birthday we celebrated big but we also said goodbye to all her therapists and coordinator. <br />
The Early Steps program ends at 3 years old and the next day, she could have gone straight into the school system. We decided to hold off until August since school only had a few more weeks. <br />
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and now... here is August. August- you sure showed up fast!<br />
Yesterday, we went to her PreK-D orientation. She is ready... I am not. Why you ask?!? I know that she will do great, I know that she will own the room, I know that she will easily make friends. What I won't know... is how her day was, did she fall down on the play ground, did she like the lunch we made for her, was someone mean to her? <br />
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You see, everyday that I pick up Izzy from daycare- I ask her how her day was and what she did. Her reply is always- Yeah. She isn't able to give me details or an explanation. She's three and we haven't been able to have a true conversation yet. <br />
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Don't get me wrong, she makes herself known with what she wants. Sister is smart but just can't verbalize completely with words yet. I know she will get there with time and more therapy. So right now, we communicate the way that works best for us- some signing, some talking, some pointing or pulling us by the hand.<br />
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The Elementary school is so big and she is so little. I just want to protect her from the world but at the same time I want to see her soar high. Soar as high as she could ever dream possible. <br />
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I know those two statements don't go together- me protecting her from the world but also letting her soar. This is where I have to learn to let go just a little bit. Let her be the independent little girl she really wants to be. <br />
I don't want to but I will... slowly. <br />
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Here's to taking baby steps towards this new adventure. Watch out Bluewater... Miss Priss is heading your way!The Holt'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06524688846854596555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108476031893075318.post-86695368584463418452014-07-11T13:37:00.001-05:002014-07-11T13:37:53.630-05:00Some light reading...Ethan is part of the safety patrol at our house. What?!? You don't have one of those. I didn't know we did either until I saw him checking the doors one day. Especially at night, he always goes behind us to make sure the doors are locked. I wish he was as concerned with the lights. Maybe our light bill would go down.<br />
Here he is doing some light reading during the day...<br />
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Our local newspaper- crime section. He had to know all the details... who is that, what does that mean?? <br />
Maybe he is going to be an investigator when he grows up. I sure love this kid!!<br />
<br />The Holt'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06524688846854596555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108476031893075318.post-32531152024533660072014-07-09T11:33:00.000-05:002014-07-09T11:33:46.479-05:00Traveling...The last 2 weeks have been a blur but super fun! I feel like we have been living out of a suitcase- which is not such a big deal because I only have a certain amount of outfits that I can currently fit in. Big Mama problems!!<br />
So if anyone saw me in Orlando and then in Atlanta- yes... I was in the same outfits just different days. <br />
The family went to Orlando for a little R&R the last week in June. We decided to take the kids to Disney that Thursday.<br />
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Daddy about had a heart attack before we even entered the park- right there in the ticket line. Seems like he wasn't listening to me when I went over the cost of the tickets. He revived about half way through the day and all was well again.<br />
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Hurricane Izzy was alive and well in Orlando. She didn't waste any time leaving her mark where ever we went.<br />
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Prepping for our first day in Orlando. <br />
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We couldn't get Daddy in the picture because he was picking his jaw off the ground and well Aiden... enough said.<br />
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The boys and I waited in line to ride on Big Thunder...<br />
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Someone chickened out. I won't name names but he is no longer in the picture... <br />
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We found out that Olaf and Anna had made one to many desserts and they were kind enough to stop us and give us their extra. They probably felt sorry for us since we were all drenched in sweat but we were feeling good and stuffed afterwards. <br />
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Ryan finally was starting to get into the Disney mood right before we left the park. Nothing like waiting until the very last minute to get into the spirit.<br />
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We locked the boys up for a while and then came back for them after dinner. Don't worry... we gave them the leftovers.<br />
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This little girl was such a champ. Who ever decided to book our trip to Orlando in June was crazy!! It was super hot but she was an angel the entire day. No meltdowns and all smiles. I can't say the same for everyone else.<br />
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Izzy wasn't too fond of all the rides. This was how she rode most everything even including the tram to get into the park. No screaming... just holding tight.<br />
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Friday, we went to the Orlando Grand Prix. We did this last year instead of the Disney parks and the boys loved it!! They haven't stopped talking about this racetrack since last year. Seriously! <br />
Izzy wasn't too impressed when she found out that this event was for the boys. Maybe in a few years Sister!<br />
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We hung out and cheered while the boys raced. Izzy fell asleep and I wished that I had been sleeping.<br />
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Our boys left happy. Aiden too... he was just hiding it really well.<br />
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Did I mention Hurricane Izzy came along on vacation with us?!?<br />
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The last two days of our vacation was spent at the Resort. We didn't leave for anything. We relaxed and swam the days away.<br />
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Oh but there was still laundry to do. Some things never change.<br />
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Snow cones, goldfish, juice boxes and swimming. Every kids dream!!<br />
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In case you were wondering ... pouting and tantrums don't stop just because you are on vacation. He missed the dancing at the pool party because he was in the activity center playing games. Some how this was Mommy's fault and nothing or no one could make the pouting stop. Life is rough sometimes!!</div>
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My evenings consisted of this...<br />
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A hot bath- with the water pouring from the ceiling. Yep, you don't see that everyday- and spending my time trying to figure out what that picture is. Yep, you don't see that everyday either- Thankfully!!<br />
I locked all the doors and soaked. Mama was happy!<br />
We returned home and unpacked only to pack that same suitcase again in a few days. Ryan was working all 4th of July weekend and our initial plans changed due to Ryan working so I decided last minute to take the kids to Atlanta. Chad, Steph, Mom and Dad all had planned on taking a weekend trip.Mom and Dad had to cancel last minute due to my Aunt passing away. So at 6pm Wednesday night, I had booked our room and taken their place. <br />
All packed in the car and ready to get on the road.<br />
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Uncle Chad spent the morning in the pool with all the kids. He received a gold star from Steph and I. Kids in the pool + Chad = Mamas get to relax in the sun.<br />
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Friday night, we all headed to the Braves game. Ethan and I were the only ones probably in the stadium without anything on that consisted of Braves or red, white and blue. Did I mention that I packed really quickly and that I can only fit into a few outfits?!?<br />
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It was a great celebration for the 4th of July!<br />
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Is anyone else brought to tears when you hear the National anthem or flags flying?? <br />
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Then there was that time we had to get food for everyone at the Braves game. Did I mention the game was packed and so were the lines for food?!? We had some very hungry kids and adults. <br />
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After the game- Braves won!!- we were kicked out of our seats since the fireworks were going to be set off behind us. We didn't mind since we found seats right behind home plate- Score!!<br />
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Everyone was really excited about our seats except Izzy. She held on for dear life.<br />
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I saw her peeking to see the colors of the fireworks but she was not loving the loud noise. No screaming but she was still and tried to bury her head in my chest.<br />
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Do you see pain in my face?? I didn't have a stroller and we parked a good distance away. Izzy isn't so light anymore and walking in such a large crowd is not something she was too excited about. So, between Chad and myself we finally got her back to the car. I only lost feeling in my arms for the rest of the night so that isn't too bad.<br />
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The next morning, was some more pool time, of course. Since I packed in less than 2 hours, I forgot a few things. Swim diapers- we managed- and her puddle jumper- wasn't as easy to manage without. Aiden is such a good big brother. He held her tight in the water. She is Miss Independent when it comes to the pool and doesn't have any fear. I have enough fear for the both of us. Lesson learned... puddle jumper will be the first thing I pack next time.<br />
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That evening we went to Stone Mountain. That is some great, cheap entertainment. We packed dinner and then paid $10 to park our car. You can't beat that! We found seats right up front and the kids played for hours until the light show started.<br />
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Izzy enjoyed dancing while holding on to my neck. I tried to tell her this was a choking hazard but she wasn't listening.<br />
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A little cousin love...<br />
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The highlight of the night... Trees caught on fire after the fireworks. I am sure that this happens often because this is the only picture I could get before the fire fighters had the fire out.<br />
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Sunday, was our trip to Ikea. What is a trip to Atlanta without stopping at Ikea? Even if you are just browsing. It is fun! Well... maybe not for everyone.<br />
He is trying to protest Ikea. It didn't work.<br />
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And these boys... well, I guess they didn't get enough sleep the night before. <br />
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This guy was missed while we were in Atlanta. I am not sure he missed us as much since he had 4 days of peace and quiet.<br />
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Sunday evening, we made it home and now... I am not going anywhere for a while. The boys asked where we are going this weekend and my answer... no where!! I might not even leave my house.<br />
<br />The Holt'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06524688846854596555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108476031893075318.post-22150730150672712502014-06-18T16:04:00.000-05:002014-06-18T16:04:04.931-05:00Thoughts by Izzy...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Mama has lost her mojo lately so I thought I would help out with the blog. It has been too long and I have been trying to tell her to get back to work. It hasn't worked yet but hopefully soon the words will start flowing again. <br />
Until then...the Little Holt's have been busy. Mama has still been taking pictures so I am sure that her next post will be full of my brothers and I.The Holt'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06524688846854596555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108476031893075318.post-89294727515939414562014-05-21T14:59:00.000-05:002014-05-21T14:59:09.596-05:00Big girl bedLook who got a big girl bed...<br />
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Can you tell she is super excited?!? <br />
She has been doing great. The first night, she woke up and was trying to figure out how to get out her door but after that she has slept most of the night in her bed. Randomly, we will find her laying on her floor but overall, we are happy with the transition.<br />
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Sister is growing up way too fast!! The Holt'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06524688846854596555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108476031893075318.post-25430688813921988332014-05-16T15:42:00.001-05:002014-05-16T15:42:31.408-05:00What the...Aiden had an allergic reaction recently and this is what happened to his face... No, we didn't punch him in the face.<br />
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He had asked to stay home from school that morning and I thought it was because he brother was staying home. You know, all the sudden his head hurts as I am trying to run out the door. Well, he received an apology from me after I got home from work. <br />
The next morning, Izzy had a doctor's appointment so I ran Aiden to see his allergist just to show him his reaction. After a ton of questions, the best idea of what might have happened is he got a dog hair in his eye. He did swell like this once before...on his 1st birthday and he was given an English pea for lunch. Yes, he no longer eats English peas. Hopefully, he will continue to out grow most of his allergies. We would all have to break out into a happy dance if that happens. <br />
So Izzy got fitted for new braces and Aiden had a check up with his allergist. They were two perfect patients! <br />
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<br />The Holt'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06524688846854596555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108476031893075318.post-21559301269817377962014-05-07T10:22:00.000-05:002014-05-07T10:22:30.212-05:00Beach daySometimes I forget how blessed we are to live near the beaches of Destin. People come from all over to vacation here and I can literally drive 10 minutes and be at the most beautiful beaches ever. So far, I haven't found any beaches as pretty as ours- in my opinion.<br />
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Izzy was a little unsure of the sand at first but once she realized we weren't going to carry her all over, she figured it out. Bonus... this is some great PT for her. She is getting good at walking on uneven surfaces. The beach sand is great practice for her.<br />
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The boys were not afraid of the cold water. Ryan braved the water up to his knees and I stayed dry up on the sand. I don't like to get in the water until mid summer. <br />
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Ethan and Aiden were great with Izzy. She could have played for the entire day in the sand. <br />
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Ethan taunted the birds with his sandwich. They were hovering over head in case he dropped anything.<br />
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Our happy girl...<br />
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This could take hours... Izzy trying to bury Ethan in the sand.<br />
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It was also a great day to fly kites. We all took turns and the kids had a blast!<br />
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We have already made another trip to the beach which is a record for us. Surprisingly, we normally don't get out to the beach as often as we would like. Now that Daddy is off most weekends, we will have to make this a regular event this summer or at least until Big Kahunas opens up.</div>
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The Holt'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06524688846854596555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108476031893075318.post-57968838092087603692014-05-02T14:30:00.000-05:002014-05-02T14:30:04.190-05:00BunniesWell folks... I found a bunny in my sink. <br />
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On Easter, Izzy decided she didn't like bunnies (how fitting, right??). All bunnies and even the word bunny. <br />
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Izzy sees a bunny and she says Ewww. What did a bunny do to her??? Nothing, we can't figure it out but she doesn't like them and doesn't even want to talk about them. <br />
Why did she throw a bunny in our sink? For some reason, Izzy thinks the sink is also known as the trash can. At even given time, you can look in our sink and find dishes, paper, pens and now bunnies. <br />
Hopefully, Izzy will outgrow this dislike of bunnies. I would like to get a picture of her with the Easter bunny at some point in her life. <br />
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<br />The Holt'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06524688846854596555noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108476031893075318.post-86720347271644668402014-05-01T15:08:00.000-05:002014-05-01T15:08:56.279-05:00FSU pregameWe took a road trip to Tallahassee for the Garnet and Gold pre-season game. Other than it being really hot... we had a lot of fun! And... FSU won so all the men were happy.<br />
Everyone got dressed in their FSU gear. Thankfully, I kept some of the boy's jerseys that they had outgrown for Izzy. We added some girly touches to make it work. <br />
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We tried to get Izzy to rest up since it was going to be a long day. This nap lasted all of 5 minutes because her brothers turned on some music and Sister woke up dancing. <br />
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The boys carried some footballs in just in case they found someone for autographs. More on this later...<br />
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Sweating but not complaining...<br />
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Izzy did great and loved watching all the people around her.<br />
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After the game, the boys insisted on finding someone to sign their footballs. The only problem... we had to run to the other side of the field to catch a few players. Not an easy task but you do whay you have to do for your kids, right?!? I also realized that I am that Mom... the boys were very timid and kept backing away to let others in. Well, I was the one yelling at them to "get in there". Yep, Mama needed to take a chill pill and get out of the sun for the day.<br />
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They did it!! Being patient paid off. They got Devante Freeman's signature on their football. They were super proud! <br />
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Our little FSU family leaving the game. <br />
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We love that Daddy isn't working on the weekends much anymore and we are definitely taking advantage of some family outings. The Holt'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06524688846854596555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108476031893075318.post-16750296900634260922014-04-29T15:41:00.000-05:002014-04-29T15:41:29.520-05:00Oh say can you seeAiden is one Patriotic kid...<br />
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He stopped whatever he was doing to put his hand over his heart and sang right along with them. Proud Mommy moment...
The Holt'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06524688846854596555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108476031893075318.post-11969008232862317032014-04-28T13:51:00.000-05:002014-04-28T13:51:04.688-05:00Sickness needs to goThis winter season has been brutal. I am sure that I am not the only one feeling this way. The weather has been up and down so much and I live in Florida -so I probably shouldn't complain too much. We have finally gotten some warmer weather so this Mama is happy!<br />
But along with the cold weather came...Aiden's allergies being all out of wack. Izzy has been congested and coughing for months. I am now dealing with strep that just wants to hang on and torture me for over a week. Thankfully, Ryan and Ethan have stayed in the clear. <br />
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We are getting in alot of cuddle sessions and lazy days. That might be the only plus going on for us right now.<br />
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Even Milo is milking it and begging for extra attention.<br />
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Izzy has been loving our relaxing days and watching extra TV in bed. Don't get too spoiled girl!!<br />
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My nurse, Izzy, is great- most of the time. She loves to give kisses and pat my back but you can't take her too serious. The next minute she might be blowing bubbles and sticking her tongue out.<br />
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Praying everyone gets over all the sickness quickly so we can enjoy the sunshine again!! The Holt'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06524688846854596555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108476031893075318.post-62074414187124282592014-04-25T11:58:00.002-05:002014-04-25T11:58:13.507-05:00Biophilia CenterAbout a month ago, we were invited to the Biophilia Center for Special Needs day. The boys have visited numerous times for field trips but this was our first trip to the Center. The facilities were beautiful!! <br />
A lot of the animals have been rescued after an injury so most of the animals have "special needs" as well.<br />
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Izzy and Daddy learning about Hawks. <br />
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Ummm Daddy... what am I sitting on?? This center is used for Educational purposes as well so we enjoyed learning lots about different animals.<br />
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The big boys had so much fun as well!<br />
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This is the day that I actually saw Izzy crawl for the first time. Yes, she is almost three and bi-passed crawling all together. Just.not.interested. I have mentioned before that Sister can be stubborn. <br />
Inside the center, there was a tunnel and Izzy crawled in and out continuously. I think she would have stayed there all day but we had places to go and animals to see.<br />
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Taking turns holding snakes. Izzy said Ewwww. - takes after her Mommy.<br />
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The hills were the highlight of the trip. Run free my children!!<br />
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Mrs T. would be super proud to see Izzy climbing the hills. PT in everyday activities.<br />
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Mr. Mike was there with a touch tank. Izzy enjoyed seeing all the different sea creatures and she even touched them! I think Mr. Mike had something to do with that. He was great with her and took special time to introduce her to all sorts of creatures.<br />
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Mr. Skunk. He got a Ewwww from Izzy too. <br />
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The boys were a little unsure of this big snake but they were troopers until he gave them a little squeeze. <br />
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We had a fun day at the Center and I am sure that we will be returning soon to visit our new animal friends. The Holt'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06524688846854596555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108476031893075318.post-40233383408334072602014-04-10T16:06:00.001-05:002014-04-10T16:06:19.367-05:00Heart updateI am little late on updating on Izzy's annual cardiology appointment but that is my life lately. Disorganized and late...<br />
Early in February, I sent Izzy and Ryan to Pensacola for her heart appointment. I got a call from a frustrated Daddy saying they weren't showing Izzy having an appointment and the doctor wasn't even in. What?!? My phone said we had an appointment and Mommy's phone calendar is always correct, right??<br />
So, a few weeks later I actually made Izzy's appointment- for real this time- and I took off work to take her this time. Ryan wasn't taking any chances with me this time.<br />
When did my little girl get so big?!?<br />
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Then she tried to run away before they could call her name... She didn't get very far though. <br />
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Waiting for our turn to see the tech...<br />
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Izzy did great and this year we got to watch Mickey Mouse Clubhouse during her Echo. One of our favorite shows. <br />
She laid perfectly still the entire time and was awarded the "best patient of the day" award.<br />
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After the Echo, we went to see her nurse for the EKG and then meet with her doctor.<br />
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She wasn't too sure about all the wires but she laid still so it was over quickly.<br />
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She is continuing to grow and gain weight like a champ. After her OHS, she stil has a few holes (VSD) and some leakage but nothing has grown or changed so we are still in the clear. We got another good report for her annual and we go back in another year for a checkup. <br />
Yay for another healthy heart visit!!The Holt'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06524688846854596555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108476031893075318.post-84061475213300263332014-04-04T13:38:00.000-05:002014-04-04T13:38:34.048-05:00Swinging<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The Holt'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06524688846854596555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108476031893075318.post-51438015373534778722014-04-02T13:44:00.003-05:002014-04-02T13:44:23.311-05:00Preparing...Today, Izzy and I met with 2 of her soon-to-be therapists within the school system. Her birthday is just around the corner- May- and she will be "aging" out of the Early Steps program. How can my little baby be turning 3?!?<br />
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We have decided to wait on enrolling her for PreK-D until August since her birthday is so close to the end of the school year. <br />
We went to the Elementary school and met with two very nice ladies that watched her interact and do tasks in order to get a good feel of her needs and evaluate her for our upcoming IEP meeting. (it wasn't nearly as scary as I had anticipated.) <br />
She did great with threading beads, drawing circles/lines, kicking/throwing the ball, tearing up paper- girl can destroy some paper. We also saw were she still need extra help in certain areas. <br />
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Sister loves people and doesn't tend to be shy- so that has never been a worry of mine. If she happens to get shy, it will only be for a few minutes and then she owns the room. She took immediately to the ladies. Holding their hands while walking down the hallway and then went right to work following their directions. He favorite word when they asked her if she could do something- Yep!<br />
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I have never been worried about her doing well within the program. She has been going to daycare since she was 6 weeks old so she is used to structure and playing with her peers. So, I can't figure out why I am so sad today. She did awesome and I couldn't be more proud... but my heart hurts. <br />
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My heart hurts and it is heavy. I didn't want to leave her today. I felt like I needed to hold on to her a little longer than usual. <br />
I know she has been so protected by our family, friends and then daycare. Being in the school system can be exciting yet scary. Will she be accepted?? Will she get the attention she needs??? Will kids make fun of her?? Will she________?? It can just go on and on.<br />
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I guess this can really be a fear for all of my kids but so much more for Izzy. I don't want her to struggle and I want to protect her. But I know she will have struggles and I can't protect her from everything. I know she is so much stronger than I ever imagined. She has overcome so much already in her short little life. But... knowing that I can't be there to protect her from the world is scary. <br />
I wish the world would learn that everyone is different and that is ok. People have come so far and are so much more accepting of differences now than before but we still have so far to go. <br />
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This little girl doesn't see differences... she just sees you! I strive everyday to be more like her.<br />
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The Holt'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06524688846854596555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108476031893075318.post-77764790287103181702014-03-19T14:06:00.002-05:002014-03-19T14:06:41.613-05:00That'll show her...Izzy's been tagged by her brother's. She goes in their room and gets kicked out but not before they put a sticker on her face along with a stern talking.<br />
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Cuz everyone knows, giving a sticker to a two year old as punishment will show her who's boss!The Holt'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06524688846854596555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108476031893075318.post-65763194049489242962014-03-12T09:13:00.004-05:002014-03-12T09:13:54.925-05:00Praying- anytime/anywhere...So, I walk out of church and I find this...<br />
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Aiden - the praying statue. Who knows how long he had been sitting like this. He said he was the new fixture in front of the church. He sure does keep me on my toes.
The Holt'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06524688846854596555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108476031893075318.post-34634315033157970262014-02-27T10:37:00.002-06:002014-02-27T10:37:38.667-06:00Over achiever??I am talking about me here...<br />
Last night, I had to do my "homework" given to me by Ethan's teacher. I had volunteered to seperate, staple and paper clip all of the math booklets for his class. I received a HELP email and soon realized I was behind and chapter 11 was needed ASAP. So, the troops were called in - not my idea- and we conquered the booklets and all chapters are ready to be turned in. Yep... only chapter 11 was needed but now, I am done for the year. It feels good to be an over achiever sometimes!<br />
Everything was going great (for the first few seconds) until things weren't as organized as I thought they should be. The boys wanted to help with the stapling which meant the pages were crooked, or the staples didn't make it all the way through the packet. After a few packets weren't up to par, they were fired. <br />
I was stressed and wasn't having fun- well, as much fun as you can have seperating math booklets. Why do I get so stressed out over the little things?!? Why can't I just breathe and go with the flow?!?<br />
It is ok to not be perfect! Trust me... if you walked into my house you would quickly realize I am not perfect. Really, you wouldn't even have to walk in to the house... just drive into the driveway. And yes, my house being messy totally stresses me out. Really, with three kids - one of which throws everything in sight- it is hard to keep anything clean and organized. That should be ok- to some degree. <br />
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My life is chaotic at times. Three kids, a full time job, sports, therapies... some days, I can't keep up with everything.<br />
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I am quickly realizing that my behavior and how I handle situations are starting to pass on to my kids. They get stressed and freak out easily if something doesn't go their way. This is not a trait that I want to pass on to anyone else. <br />
I have started taking some time for myself lately- well... the last 2 days but it is a start. I like it! I am trying to work on myself and getting back to my happy place. I have become unhealthy and on edge. I can change this!! I need to change this- for myself and my family. Life can be hard and right now... it is really hard for us but there has to be a light at the end of the tunnel somewhere. I am going to start with getting myself back in order and learn to breathe and pray that everything else will follow. <br />
It is time for a new and better me!The Holt'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06524688846854596555noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1108476031893075318.post-21371047239863279672014-02-26T10:53:00.002-06:002014-02-26T10:53:42.577-06:00I do not approve...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Is Ethan waiting for a flood to happen?!? Look at poor Izzy... even she is trying to act like she isn't with him. <br />
These are not the pants I laid out for him to wear that day. What happened when I left for work??<br />
and don't even get me started on Aiden...<br />
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