tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-65926514031064273402024-02-18T18:36:55.887-08:00Harris HappeningsHarris Househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16104855859086828707noreply@blogger.comBlogger64125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592651403106427340.post-15697679213617150562013-02-11T13:20:00.001-08:002013-02-11T13:21:33.280-08:00Lake Powell Part 2<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<span style="text-align: start;">In July we went on our annual trip with my family down to Powell. It was an especially fun trip this time, probably because everyone was there the whole time and my dad decided to build us an AWESOME water slide. Who knew how much fun you could have with a 100 ft piece of visqueen (sp?), a lot of digging in the sand, a fire hose, and a water pump??!!?!! It was SO much fun! I'm not sure who had more fun, the adults or the kids. Jury is still out on that. Thanks to the men who scouted us out a picture perfect beach to park the boat and a few good hours of setting up the slide for all of us to enjoy while we were there. I'm sure we looked a little hill billy playing on that homemade slide, but we couldn't have cared less. In fact we had many people drive by our beach and just stop to watch us play on that slide. Some even tried it out for themselves. This trip will go down in the books as being one of the best. I'm very thankful to my parents who provide such a fun trip for all of us to enjoy. I'm so glad my boys get to be apart of it, and have these memories to remember like I did when I was their age too. Here's some of the pics from the trip. Unfortunately I did not take any pics of people using the slide, except for my dad. I guess I'll have to get those from my sister in laws and sister.</span></div>
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Dad about to catch air on the jump.</div>
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Prepping for the slide.</div>
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The boys digging, they did this a lot.</div>
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Darren, Brian, and Kelli getting the pump to work.</div>
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William hated the water this trip and would cry and cry anytime we would try to take him in the lake. So we just let him do this a lot. Play and get super dirty in the sand.</div>
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The kids jumping off the top of the houseboat.</div>
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Darren being himself. He is wearing his speedo and my sister's tank top that says "Carlsbad, California" (Her husband's name is Carl) So Darren put on the tank top and surprised Carl by running toward him calling his name. It actually was really funny.</div>
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Darren running towards Carl yelling his name.</div>
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All the kids dancing with Thomas on the front deck.</div>
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Uncle Thomas, the dance instructor.</div>
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Cute picture of William on the ski boat. He loved taking rides and driving the boat with grandpa.</div>
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The kids in the bow of the boat.</div>
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Thomas and Brian showing how its done.</div>
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Brian best side.</div>
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My dad.</div>
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William and I.</div>
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Connor and William. William liked to tease Connor on this trip.</div>
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Ben, Rachael, and KC.</div>
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The view of the beach, slide, and boat. Such a fun trip.</div>
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<span style="text-align: start;">I am very behind on blogging, but really wanted to get it done before all is forgotten. Back in June, right as the kids were getting out of school, we took a trip to Lake Powell. This was not our ordinary trip that we take though, we took our good friends the Milner's and the Alleman's and beach camped there. My dad was VERY generous and allowed us to take not only his boat but also his truck to pull the boat with. Thanks so much dad, we are very appreciative of him letting us borrow such valuable equipment! We had so much fun with our friends and they too had a blast! None of them had ever been, so it was really fun introducing them to the Lake that I grew up on every summer since I was like 4 years old. We wanted to take this trip because it was one last hoorah before our dear friends, Alex and Jamie Alleman, moved to North Carolina for graduate school. When Tom told me of his idea of this trip way back in March, I rolled my eyes at him. I wasn't too keen on the idea of beach camping (I have been very spoiled with my parent's house boat), and I also didn't think that my dad would let us borrow his boat and take it clear to Lake Powell. I mostly thought the idea of the trip would fizzle out, like other ideas in the past have, but as the date of the trip grew closer and my dad surprisingly told us we could take the boat, I knew that I couldn't back out of it. And BOY, am I glad that I didn't!! It was such a fun and memorable trip for us with such close friends that we have had over the years. I think my biggest hesitation about the trip was simply just borrowing my dad's stuff. I was extremely nervous about being responsible for such expensive things and I was nervous about the safety of everyone there. In fact, I couldn't sleep the night before we left, because I was freaked out of my mind. But once we were there at Powell, my nerves were calmed and I was able to relax and have so much fun. I also gained an appreciation for Lake Powell again, I think because I've been there so much, I've just taken it for granted all this time. But I was able to see it through our friends' eyes and realized how really awesome that place is. We took our kids, except for William, (left him home with grandma) and they all had so much fun playing on the beach, swimming, and just being the goof balls that they are. The big kids had fun too, meaning the 30 and older age range. Probably more fun the little guys. And I also have to admit that I didn't mind camping on the beach either. It was a lot of work and a little messier, but very fun! I would do it again in a heart beat! We are already planning our next trip.</span>
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Andrea and Shiloh tubing.<br />
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Me and Xan Man!<br />
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The boys watching the girls tubing from the back of the boat.<br />
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Alex and Scott showing off their warrior dance before jumping off this rock.<br />
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Carter and Xander playing on the boat.<br />
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Shiloh and KC.<br />
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The kids in the bow of the boat, a favorite spot.<br />
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Me and the cute captain!<br />
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Swimming at the beach.<br />
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The dads did not want to be buried, but we obliged anyways!<br />
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A shot of our camp.<br />
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The Alleman family. Tom has been best friends with Alex since middle school. We love them and miss them a lot!<br />
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Our cute family, minus William, who got left at home because mommy didn't want to chase him around the beach. Next year baby Will.<br />
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<br />Harris Househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16104855859086828707noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592651403106427340.post-57761977926327277172012-07-16T09:26:00.000-07:002012-07-16T09:26:24.083-07:00I'm to lazy to post pictures post...I've been neglecting this blog. And I feel kinda guilty about that. Not guilty that my readers can't keep up with my life, because I know there aren't any readers out there who really follow this blog, except for my sister who lives in St. George and whines when I don't post often enough, but doesn't keep a blog of her own...hmm. I feel guilty because I consider this blog my journal and a way to record my children's lives. I'm a horrible journal keeper and scrap booker. Each of my boys have a baby book of their own, but not much is in any of them. One day I will make that a project. Our life is so busy lately, and I get nervous that life is passing by me so quickly and I really don't want to forget these little moments and memories that we are making with our children. My baby will be 16 months old in a week, and I will have a nine year old this fall. A nine year old. Wow. <br />
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Thomas and I will celebrate ten years of marriage this weekend and I can't believe this milestone has come so quickly. We have had ups and downs and it hasn't always been a bed of roses, but I can say that I would not change anything. Our marriage has been mostly ups and not downs. We have had a really good life, and I can't wait to see what the next ten years bring us. Thomas is my rock. My best friend. I turn to him when I am scared. I turn to him when I need to make decisions that I feel can't be made with out his help. He is my person. I love him. He makes me laugh every day. Even when I don't feel like laughing, he gets it out of me. These last two years have been rougher for me. I have had to share him a whole lot more with people. He is very involved in his church calling and is gone a lot. I have taken a back seat. I am home with our children by myself more. There are times when I don't mind sharing him, and others when I get frustrated with it. Those are times that I know I am feeling weak and not close to my Heavenly Father. Yesterday was one of those days. Thomas came in from being at the church all day. I was in the kitchen trying to hold it together and clean up the dishes. He immediately came in and wrapped his arms around me. I cried and he just understood. Not much was said, but we knew what each other was feeling in that moment. And then I felt better. Immediately. Thomas is my best friend. We just get each other. I will always be grateful that I picked him.<br />
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We have had a busy summer so far. The first week the kids were out of school, we took a trip to Lake Powell with our friends, and had so much fun. Then had a quick weekend getaway to our friends cabin up near Heber. Next Thomas and I went to our ward's Youth Conference. I really enjoyed that because it was at Snow College campus, which is where I went to school. And this last trip was spent back in Lake Powell again with my family this time. Pictures to come soon, when I'm not feeling so lazy. Last week Thomas spent a few days at scout camp and then this weekend we will get away to Salt Lake for an anniversary getaway. Hopefully August will slow down a little for us before the kids have to go back to school. That's about all I have for now, I just wanted to get some thoughts written.<br />
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<br />Harris Househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16104855859086828707noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592651403106427340.post-36346764372185695962012-05-04T12:51:00.000-07:002012-05-05T06:30:18.604-07:00William's BirthdayOur sweet baby keeps growing, and has reached his first birthday. I can't believe it's been a whole year. It seems like just yesterday I was at the hospital, in labor and so excited to meet my new baby. We didn't find out what we were having, so it was extra exciting to be there that day and anticipate if we would have a girl or another boy. Both Thomas and I had a feeling, as we waiting during contractions, that we were having another boy. It was probably the fact that the baby's heart rate was so low. Both KC and Xander had low heart rates also. So, while I labored, we debated over a name for our new son. Thomas was watching Sports Center, or some show like that, and they were talking about some athlete and his name was William. We both liked it and agreed that would be his name if he were a boy. I have to admit, my heart dropped a tiny bit as the Dr. announced it was another boy. But as I held my 3rd son for the first time in my arms, and as he gazed up into my face, I felt so proud to be the mother of 3 sons. I love it.<br />
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William is such a joy to have in our home. He is always so happy, especially in the morning when first waking up. He greets us with smiles and cuddles. Tom usually has a hard time getting out the door in the morning for work, because William is usually grabbing all of his daddy's attention. I think that he is leaning on towards being a daddy's boy, which I'm okay with. Here are some things about William:<br />
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He no longer nurses. He is drinking 100% from the bottle, whole milk.<br />
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He is small!! Only the 5 to 10% for his height and weight. His head size is in the 90%. I always have to laugh when people say that he is a big boy, because he surely is not! It must be the large head and all the hair that throws people off.<br />
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Some of his favorite foods are: peas, carrots, mac n cheese, noodles, mandarin oranges, strawberries, bananas, marshmallows, cheese, jello, pancakes, and crackers. Just to name a few.<br />
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He does not give kisses. Ever. Which makes me a little sad, but he makes me feel good when I pick him up out of his crib and pats me on the shoulder a few times. He mimicks what I have done to him. It always makes me feel extra special when he'll lay his sleepy head on my shoulder and give me a few pats on my shoulder.<br />
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He LOVES his big brothers. LOVES them to pieces. Thomas and I are always saying to each other that he will want to grow up way too fast, so that he can catch up and compete with his brothers. There is a 5 and 7 year age difference between them, so that's a lot of growing up that I'm not quite ready for. <br />
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He is very active and wants to get into almost anything that he shouldn't be getting into. He keeps me busy and I am constantly baby proofing things around the house. He loves stairs and most of the time is not allowed to climb ours because they are hard wood with no carpet. When he is able to climb them though, he literally squeals with excitement. It's pretty darn cute.<br />
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He babbles a lot. The only recognizable word he says is Dadda. He has said Mama before, but only when he is crying and needs something.<br />
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He started walking about 2 weeks after his birthday, and he loves this new freedom of his, and I do too. He especially likes it when we are outside and he can roam where ever his heart desires.<br />
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William has taken a real liking to balls, of any kind. He loves to throw them and then chase them and pick them back up again. He recently decided to try and join his big brother's basketball team and try to play with the big boys. Sorry buddy, you have a good 5 or 6 years to go before that happens.<br />
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He loves our cell phones, and manages to push buttons and change browsers and settings on them. It leaves Thomas and I baffled, because he can change things on the phone that we have no clue how to do. If he can't get his hands on one of our phones, then he will pick any object, toy, or piece of garbage nearby and put it up to his ear and babble at it. He sure is a funny boy.<br />
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We celebrated his birthday a couple weeks after his actual birthday, due to painting our home and then Thomas' grandma passing away. I don't think he knew the difference though. We had our family over and the Alleman's over too. I made some monkey cupcakes, I found the idea on the internet and had to try it. Some of the pictures are a little blurry, not sure what was going on with my camera.<br />
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Pushing around his new toy.</div>
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Pulling it apart.</div>
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Really enjoying it now!</div>
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He loves candy and sweets. Any holiday where he gets candy he has it eaten within a couple of days. Quite the contrast of his older brother who forgets he even has the candy and never finishes it. Again, he gets this from me, unfortunately. This addiction is probably the culprit of his 8 cavities he had filled last year.<br />
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He reminds us every night to pray and read our scriptures. Every night.<br />
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He says he hates church and complains every Sunday morning, but he always comes home and tells us everything he learned that day. His primary teachers, Sister Cooper and Sister Peterson love him. They tell me that he asks "out of the box" questions. I believe he gets this from his daddy.<br />
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He is spiritually minded. A few years ago when my grandpa passed away, he was so curious about this. Where did grandpa go? We talked to him about how his body would go into the earth and his spirit went to heaven. And then explained how they would be joined again at the ressurection. He was even so curious as to why we couldn't see grandpa's legs in the casket (this part was covered by the lid), the guy from the mortuary lifted up that part of the lid so that Xander could take a peak at grandpa's legs. It reassured Xander that his whole body would be put in the ground. Xander had a dream two nights after my grandpa died, and he told us about it. He said that he saw grandpa, and he was happy. He was with his friends and he was happy. About a month ago Thomas' grandma passed away. The day that it happened and after we heard about her passing, he said to me, "Mom, Tutu is the reason why I'm an eighth Hawaiian." It made me smile, and I was proud that he made that connection to her. While at her viewing, he often wanted to go up to her casket and look at her. He often asks us when we are going to go see her grave at the cemetary. <br />
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He is so funny! He is constantly saying some funny things. He still has an accent like he's from Boston and can't pronounce certain syllables. I know it's important to work on his speech, but I have to admit that I will be sad when he starts talking like the rest of us.<br />
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He is constantly leaving pairs of socks around the house. He takes them off and forgets where he puts them when he needs them again so he gets a new pair. I'm not sure how to brake him of this obnoxious habit. Sometimes I just have to laugh over it, otherwise I'll go bonkers trying to correct him on it.<br />
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He just recently learned to ride his bike with no training wheels. It took him awhile to learn, but I knew that he would do it in his own time. He can be pretty stubborn when it comes to learning new things.<br />
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His best friends are Elliot, Carter, Sierra and Suhani. He loves to play with his friends, and recently is outside all day long playing with them. He and the neighbor friend, Suhani, recently tore a hole in the fence between our houses so that they could go from eachother's house much quicker than before. Funny kids.<br />
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He doesn't love school. He tolerates it. When I go into his classroom to volunteer, I notice that he is pretty quiet at school. More so at the beginning of the year, he has opened up a little more recently.<br />
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For his birthday he really wanted a Stars Wars themed party, which is what KC had when he turned 6, so we couldn't say no... he was so excited! Here are some pictures of his party/birthday. I love my Xander boy so much. He has brought a lot of joy and laughter into our family!<br />
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<br />Harris Househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16104855859086828707noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592651403106427340.post-16351975043411499582012-04-16T23:32:00.000-07:002012-04-16T23:32:56.527-07:00thoughts of the moment....11:38pm, Monday night on the eve of the tax filling deadline for 2012. Yep, finally got it done! Today was a great day. The morning was a nice one. The alarm went off as usual at about 5am (the days are always attempted to start with a bang), about 25 hits of the "snooze" button later Little Will finally has his morning moment of glory. He announces to the world (or the Harris House anyway) that he has arose from his deep slumber and is ready to be removed from his soaking wet underpants (don't freak out, he still wears diapers). Alas, he is changed and the Harris House is operating at full capacity. "K.C., are you ready yet?" "Xander, you need to wear clean underwear (seriously, do any of you have to remind your kid to wear clean ones?)." I love being home in the morning. It is a work of art to watch my beautiful bride quarterback the events of the morning. As the boys left for school I realized that I was late for work. aaahhh, To be able to witness the majestic performance of my little family in the furry of a late start, it was worth it. Man, they are fun. Are other families this fun?<br />
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Off to work. Sports talk radio? Na, what's on the FM dial? NOTHING! Oh yeah, the greatest app for the iphone ever, Pandora!!!! Let's do this thing! Over the past few weeks I have spent the bulk of my "listening" time with the songs of Hawaii. I have felt a great need to connect to my grandmother. She loved her songs and music. Man, I feel good! That's right, I am one quarter Hawaiian and DANG proud of it. "How is grandpa? What is it like to be physically alone? Is he listening to her music as well?" <br />
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"I'm curious about your allocation Mr. Smith. I would like to review that with you in greater depth." There is such a thing as diminishing returns, it's real. To much stock exposure is an actual concern. "Mr. Smith, what is the money for? How are you planning to spend it?" Is there any topic in this world that has a sorter fuse to "metaphoric dynamite" than a persons money? If there is, don't choose a career focused on helping people with it! It's been a successful day. Goals were met and exceeded, even the freeway was smooth sailing.<br />
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Alexander Kali'i Harris : "Dad, will you be at my tee-ball game tomorrow?" "Dad, can I buy my teacher some flowers?" " Dad, is it family night or bishopric night? If it's family night can we get Slurpee's?" "Dad, whens can we go camping? This day or another day?" "Dad, is moms your girlfriend?" What an awesome kid!!!!<br />
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Omelets for dinner.<br />
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She is asleep! So beautiful, she has earned this slumber. Non stop, all day everyday. Someone is needing her, someone is waiting for her. Always moving, always working, always loving. How did I win her over? The picture shows that the last ten years have not touched the youth in her skin or the light in her eyes. She is as beautiful today as she ever was. "Son, she is worth the risk of putting your whole self out there. Take the higher road, leave the door open." These are the words of a father to a son who was heart broken and angry. (Don't dear john your missionaries girls!) Dad- thank you! She is everything and more! <br />
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12:26 am, Tuesday Morning. I suppose it's time for bed.Harris Househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16104855859086828707noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592651403106427340.post-58470070120864235992012-02-22T14:19:00.000-08:002012-02-22T14:19:21.823-08:00Hola! Se habla espanol?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJccqz5yj3OSblRS1jZBWeAfNz6QhN-FpFOhvmKCAs2iRUn2GRwuKU64lwz60SE46e9C1oLrzbKWhfnGQkC3Pu1KeIelo58C9jKuKLkIOU_bMvMyTnYB5auiyrHlHKx2OvpqLVEL22e6Mm/s1600/January2012+032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJccqz5yj3OSblRS1jZBWeAfNz6QhN-FpFOhvmKCAs2iRUn2GRwuKU64lwz60SE46e9C1oLrzbKWhfnGQkC3Pu1KeIelo58C9jKuKLkIOU_bMvMyTnYB5auiyrHlHKx2OvpqLVEL22e6Mm/s320/January2012+032.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"> After Christmas break, Xander and I made a commitment to pass off his sight words by the end of January. He was pretty close to knowing all of them, but had about 10 or 12 to solidy. Well, he surprised me and went for the gold and was able to pass them off in the first week of January. I credit his Dad. I have spent hours helping him memorize them, but all it took was one night of Tom helping him out and he passed them off the next day at school. Thank you Daddy! </div><div style="text-align: left;"> The week after that Xander recieved an award from his principal at school, because he was nominated by his teacher for meeting his goal of passing off his sight words. Good job Xan Man! I love the little guy so much, I can't believe how far he has come this past school year. Since September, he has hated doing any reading or homework, but in the last few weeks he has not minded doing his assigned reading and writing homework. I'm so proud of him. </div><div style="text-align: left;"> Also, back in January, we entered him into a lottery for the Dual Immersion program through the district. Well, to our surprise, he got in! He was accepted to go to a school 5 mintues from our home for the rest of elementary school. He will learn Spanish. For those of you who don't know what the Dual Immersion program is, it's a program that starts in 1st grade. Every year the students will have two teachers. One will teach them all in Spanish for half the day, and the other teacher will teach them in English for the second half of the day. We are really excited for this opportunity he has to do this. I've read that students who have done this program, test higher in their standardized testing. The downfall of him doing this are him and KC will not be in the same school anymore, which I kind of feel bad about, but I also feel that this is too good to pass up for that reason alone. PLUS, I could always see if KC could test into the SALTA (an accelerated learning program) for next year (which is also at the same school) and if he passes the testing, they could be at the same school again. We'll have to wait and see what happens there. So far, Xander seems excited about going to a new school and speaking Spanish!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Xander getting his award from the principal.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">The whole group of students with their awards.</div>Harris Househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16104855859086828707noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592651403106427340.post-31819284497026342432012-02-13T13:12:00.000-08:002012-02-13T13:12:06.115-08:00Re-cap of December and January Well, I haven't felt like blogging so sorry its been a couple months. We had a lovely December and January. We really enjoyed Christmas, especially with a new baby in our house again. The boys were, as always, so excited for Christmas. We enjoyed having Christmas on Sunday this time, I think I would prefer it like that every year in fact. Our sacrament meeting is at 9 am, so a few weeks ahead of time we told the boys that we would not open up any presents before church, but would do it after church was over and daddy got home from collecting and counting tithing, so around 11:00 or so. I know, we are such mean, cruel parents. We thought it was going to be hard on them to wait that long, but those sweet boys surprised us and waited so patiently after church for their dad to get home. I suppose talking about it weeks ahead of time prepared them. We started opening gifts around 10:45. KC and Xander each got a Nintendo DS and some games to share. Along with a bunch more presents that I'm forgetting now. William got some baby toys and clothes and shoes. Tom and I got some new coats and iphones. I made a yummy hashbrown quiche, which I think will now be a Christmas morning tradition. It was super easy to make, easy to clean up, and everyone in the family ate it and loved it. Christmas afternoon, Thomas' family came over and we exchanged gifts with them. And then later in the evening we went to my parents for dinner. I love being around family at Christmas, I think that's why its my favorite holiday. And in recent years, I've found that just being at home with our three boys is just as fun as going to visit extended family. I love that feeling of having my kids and husband home and creating traditions on our own. My most favorite part of Christmas this year was that Thomas was home and didn't have to work for 10 straight days!! Just a nice benefit of his job, lots of paid time off. We really enjoyed sleeping in, being lazy, watching movies, playing video games, eating yummy food, visiting family, and all the rest that entails of having no school or work for that long. It was awesome.<br />
In January, we took a quick weekend trip down to St. George to visit my sister's family, but not before having to replace our water heater the day we were suppose to leave. Seems like those type of expenses always come when we are going on a trip or something like that. So, we ended up leaving a day later than planned, but still had a lovely time down south with my parents and Kalyn's family. My sister and her husband are such great hosts when we visit and make it all seem flawless while doing so. It was great to see my nephew, Ethan receive the priesthood and become a Deacon. I can't believe he is twelve already!!! Seriously.<br />
The following weekend we were hit with food poisoning, every one of us, except for William. We were seriously down and out for 2 days. Thank goodness little Will didn't get it, because it was awful. Just plain awful. I'll spare you the details, just believe me when I say I wouldn't wish that on anyone. Thomas ended up missing a scout camp that weekend. <br />
The last weekend in January, which was my mother in laws birthday also, we went to Ogden with Thomas' family for a weekend getaway. We stayed at the Marriott, went Snowboarding at Snowbasin, and swam a lot at the hotel pool... it was fun. Tom's parents were kind enough and watched the boys for us all day while we, and Tom's siblings went to Snowbasin. Me and Emily and Tate snowboarded for the first time. It's not something I would suggest trying to take up for the first time at 30 years old, but I did have fun doing it. Definitely no good at it, but I laughed a lot! And two and half weeks later, still have the bruises on my behind to show for it! It was great to get out and do something like that with Tom's sibs, because we really never do anything together. Tate, for a beginner, did great and was able to keep up with Adam and Tom. I personally loved seeing Tom and his brothers have something to do together that they all enjoyed. It was great middle ground for them. Thanks again, to my in laws for watching our kids!<br />
It's now February, and tomorrow is Valentine's day. Where does the time go?? The older I get, the more I say that. Last night we went to my parents for dinner and made and decorated sugar cookies with the kids, it was fun. My boys always love seeing their cousins, especially Abby. She is a cutie.<br />
Xander and William's birthdays are right around the corner. I better get the ball rolling and plan some parties for them..I can't believe Xanman will be 6, and my baby is going to be a year old?!?!?! I seriously feel like just yesterday I was counting down the days till I was going to deliver him! Crazy stuff. I also, need to get my bum in gear and get my house painted... I took down all pictures and art off my walls two weeks ago and have yet to start my painting project. Tom is already teasing me about this and taking bets as to when I will start. He claims that he doesn't have to help me, because he painted the downstairs last year when I was 8 months pregnant. Whatever. Hopefully I'll get the motivation I need and have some before and after pictures to post soon.<br />
I regret that I didn't take enough Christmas pictures, but here are some that have been taken over the last couple of months. They are not in order, but I'm too lazy to fix it.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2n1ZLnT_v756kWRU5QOYHElPyjFiLMOPg9KZ52vtMUfDkS_iGHuWABxL-AOMnO7WdqXZNjAEP5zkn8SNtu-lceOfi2N1XuIOM4CwX_iC6bdBJsHa14NEa_qu_olFiwUe_XYKti4y6Ml_q/s1600/photo+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2n1ZLnT_v756kWRU5QOYHElPyjFiLMOPg9KZ52vtMUfDkS_iGHuWABxL-AOMnO7WdqXZNjAEP5zkn8SNtu-lceOfi2N1XuIOM4CwX_iC6bdBJsHa14NEa_qu_olFiwUe_XYKti4y6Ml_q/s320/photo+(2).JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> This is the before picture taken of us before heading up to go snowboarding.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP1VQAbVF4m65RsBZNMOqoC8L5qljK44n2uPTa2Cl2wN9GblF9-qhSZqaORhd2nhsPSxYFHJ1Ho4iwpIjYDG7Jvt5a46iN_ftKRBQLa7twxxRukaM-EawmRpQafIl0xQCNMrbJPoqlfmsT/s1600/photo+(1).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjP1VQAbVF4m65RsBZNMOqoC8L5qljK44n2uPTa2Cl2wN9GblF9-qhSZqaORhd2nhsPSxYFHJ1Ho4iwpIjYDG7Jvt5a46iN_ftKRBQLa7twxxRukaM-EawmRpQafIl0xQCNMrbJPoqlfmsT/s320/photo+(1).JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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</div>Harris Househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16104855859086828707noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592651403106427340.post-6736268141719971312011-12-19T12:12:00.000-08:002011-12-19T12:12:45.755-08:00Adventures with the guy in the red suit . . .We have had the chance to see Santa twice this year. The first time was at Tom's parents ward Christmas party, and the second time was at my parents house. They had a Christmas dinner and invited Mr. and Mrs. Claus to come visit while we were there. Here are some pictures of both events.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie3LBWJpDDJGftsPoBzKjBKTPkIxSzcPzF_QQbWpBMsd9leUv93bNu6nFEiFLHC1RHXkHZNDXJw0_8RFJP5eKlgNSGSU3iTuHeuSjduGyMqrbg6gzRcnzaxwyK4V8WBQf34GkxC8mpAfA0/s1600/December2011+031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie3LBWJpDDJGftsPoBzKjBKTPkIxSzcPzF_QQbWpBMsd9leUv93bNu6nFEiFLHC1RHXkHZNDXJw0_8RFJP5eKlgNSGSU3iTuHeuSjduGyMqrbg6gzRcnzaxwyK4V8WBQf34GkxC8mpAfA0/s320/December2011+031.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Santa needs a bigger lap.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDCVN_Ct9BrgLqElknqKxpEzjwKzHK4nkm_Ai-nXImksOZKRG8baecE7s2MqqK5pN9XtTP3EoQ8qypJg-M7f2rz3rVdB6F-xhAIt6tFz9EgnB5qc6lT6HMjykQPaqLMimo2cdED7DJPrRv/s1600/December2011+034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDCVN_Ct9BrgLqElknqKxpEzjwKzHK4nkm_Ai-nXImksOZKRG8baecE7s2MqqK5pN9XtTP3EoQ8qypJg-M7f2rz3rVdB6F-xhAIt6tFz9EgnB5qc6lT6HMjykQPaqLMimo2cdED7DJPrRv/s320/December2011+034.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> A little blurry, but Will not minding sitting on Santa's lap.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDOj9JqNR42QqmHAQQXgYvqrc3DBjkjUZ2GNE9usAdqfryNrpZq9bOA9aOxdjCR7Q57WJO-vXgCPAr30G5-7CMYGXj3EXXelCInD_aM6lZjYBX9pT3NY_PXC2HJle5TGCtf2S90Ex2wgnd/s1600/December2011+058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDOj9JqNR42QqmHAQQXgYvqrc3DBjkjUZ2GNE9usAdqfryNrpZq9bOA9aOxdjCR7Q57WJO-vXgCPAr30G5-7CMYGXj3EXXelCInD_aM6lZjYBX9pT3NY_PXC2HJle5TGCtf2S90Ex2wgnd/s320/December2011+058.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> KC and Santa</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf4HslP818ETY6kgKDPdSrlJ9QmdT_zmj7MujFJ3sDaHcSq7MWT1UEJ4q04HerGxN-ig6_eutYHgihyKNZgmTuzju4uTjsqkdUTdV4SI0Cb0IoHQl3SY_LlapE7uTItMUfGKNzXxTWFqH9/s1600/December2011+054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgf4HslP818ETY6kgKDPdSrlJ9QmdT_zmj7MujFJ3sDaHcSq7MWT1UEJ4q04HerGxN-ig6_eutYHgihyKNZgmTuzju4uTjsqkdUTdV4SI0Cb0IoHQl3SY_LlapE7uTItMUfGKNzXxTWFqH9/s320/December2011+054.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Xander and Santa</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUvSYyGG_6ALyG9h1mbun6g4igz1hcCjQrtmZhAhCQtfz-sK3gecUiWT59zhkMIHBr08IWkzO1l2-kobpcl0H178m9fmPyIzeSABJFyDc6ilYWcY5wcuCMx5J7WW0IJQ7O6WGtL-NmLiLg/s1600/December2011+042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUvSYyGG_6ALyG9h1mbun6g4igz1hcCjQrtmZhAhCQtfz-sK3gecUiWT59zhkMIHBr08IWkzO1l2-kobpcl0H178m9fmPyIzeSABJFyDc6ilYWcY5wcuCMx5J7WW0IJQ7O6WGtL-NmLiLg/s320/December2011+042.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> Will and Santa. Not liking this particular Santa.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOlCxY8L-LRpDzCXWM-Fn9_aoo_C7JBaik9L468tVn35b3nlDFgdjaLwjZM8KL6AOvi3fyVufekFW4FZ1X3DlkLs-qBax-uYUgsDzM_Csr-4Kox7r3CnHGkMz6Z1nxvnNACqhHZo-vxMMA/s1600/December2011+061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOlCxY8L-LRpDzCXWM-Fn9_aoo_C7JBaik9L468tVn35b3nlDFgdjaLwjZM8KL6AOvi3fyVufekFW4FZ1X3DlkLs-qBax-uYUgsDzM_Csr-4Kox7r3CnHGkMz6Z1nxvnNACqhHZo-vxMMA/s320/December2011+061.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Left to right: KC, Connor, Abby, scary Santa, Xander, William, and Mrs. Claus.</div><div style="text-align: center;">William liked sitting on Mrs. Claus' lap.</div>Harris Househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16104855859086828707noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592651403106427340.post-83823224334240663422011-11-06T11:48:00.000-08:002011-11-06T11:48:34.705-08:00New posts . . .it's about timeI finally got around to updating the blog. So scroll down and enjoy what life has been like around here. You are welcome Kalyn.Harris Househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16104855859086828707noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592651403106427340.post-12906014709567878882011-11-06T11:46:00.000-08:002011-11-06T11:46:24.275-08:00WilliamWill is over 7 months old now, and I haven't posted an update one him since he was 5 months. To be honest, I've just been busy with life and haven't really wanted to do an update until today. Today Will and I are both at home sick. We are skipping church. So, I picked now to get caught up with some posts. <br />
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Will has been sick and fussy the past 3 or 4 days. He broke his first tooth on Wednesday, so I think that is what brought on the cold symptoms. And even though he has not been feeling well, he really has been a pretty happy baby through it all. He also decided to tackle some other things recently, besides breaking his first tooth. He now sits up on his own, which we both are excited about. It allows him to play longer on the floor with his toys, and he doesn't get frustrated with being stuck on his tummy. He scoots around pretty well, he hasn't started crawling or anything yet but loves his new freedom of getting around. He loves the sound of his own voice. He screams, yells, babbles, and giggles to hear it. It so fun! He is just getting to have such a fun personality, I love it. He still doesn't love baby food. He has a very strong gag reflex, and throws up a lot of stuff. He does love flavored baby puffs and baby cheetos. Two days ago he tried some apple crisp and devoured it! That's my boy!<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJFewUSjrH7jc4dHjrt9cig2gu8Y2MWtTMBXF4_4SSiqwFpEBE4SISucVwVQIjNThbXqsKemOIoSpEpm-C_Bb4UCz389ZYQWsqNSEw7jXz65zY4GvGOw-7J1l0VWOShyphenhyphenlzDx768xGrhYZT/s1600/Oct2011+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJFewUSjrH7jc4dHjrt9cig2gu8Y2MWtTMBXF4_4SSiqwFpEBE4SISucVwVQIjNThbXqsKemOIoSpEpm-C_Bb4UCz389ZYQWsqNSEw7jXz65zY4GvGOw-7J1l0VWOShyphenhyphenlzDx768xGrhYZT/s320/Oct2011+016.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> He absolutely loves his baby jumper, so much that he decided to sleep in it.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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He is a funny kid, and likes to make people laugh. At PT conferences, his teacher told us that KC is always making the class laugh, and that he is friendly and makes people feel good. She even said that KC will compliment her on how she looks somedays. Funny boy, such a little flirt like his daddy. He is an artist and draws really well, he has for quite some time now. He spends a lot of extra time at school on art projects, which can get him in trouble for taking too much time. He likes to make others happy and goes out of his way to do this. KC is a good student. He excels in math and actually got sent to the principal's office the other day for a reward because he is doing so well. He is great with his baby brother, and makes him so happy. He and Xander are great friends, and play really well together most of the time.<br />
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He was baptized on October 8th, the day after his birthday. It was a great day, especially as a parent, such a great reward seeing your children make great decisions in their life. I hope to have many more of those days in my lifetime. We had both my family, and Thomas' family their with us, and some close friends of ours. It was very nice to see the support that we have from all of them. Even my favorite great Aunt Judy flew in from Washington to come, it was so nice having her there with us. That meant a lot to me.<br />
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Here are some pictures we took at the church. KC was so excited! He asked his two grandmas to give talks. His Aunt Kelli led the music. His biggest cousin Ethan (11) said the opening prayer. Xander said the closing prayer, with a little help from me. Both grandpas were the witnesses to his baptism. Daddy baptized and confirmed him. And grandpas, uncles, and friends stood in the circle.<br />
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I had the boys' pictures taken back in September, so of course I'm just now getting around to putting them on the blog. I'm really pleased with how they turned out. I have handsome sons. Here's some of my favorites.<br />
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This is a short post today, so in short, the boys are doing good. William is growing like a weed, and getting more and more fun each day. He's such sweet tempered baby, I'm lucky.Harris Househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16104855859086828707noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592651403106427340.post-59305626556509002262011-09-11T20:26:00.000-07:002011-09-11T20:26:50.076-07:00It's all about the hair<div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIiMtWrlBB9TzdNCevHqpXcxkXaIqDbB_fFdrWLrj8s2Dsztq_l96esrufDQYg1SV4D13NJ8knefSHwj2MQYO_lUl4GZoGCih8gMl31wjJ3AsHkBip1IgjyAjTKokNfxkbSXisxpgol6AP/s1600/Sept2011+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIiMtWrlBB9TzdNCevHqpXcxkXaIqDbB_fFdrWLrj8s2Dsztq_l96esrufDQYg1SV4D13NJ8knefSHwj2MQYO_lUl4GZoGCih8gMl31wjJ3AsHkBip1IgjyAjTKokNfxkbSXisxpgol6AP/s320/Sept2011+001.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I have a beautiful baby. I'm not afraid to say it, it's true. In fact I've made three of them that way so far. Not a bad record, I must say. So, it's not a huge surprise to me that we get stopped by total strangers in stores who tell me that my baby boy is the "cutest baby they've ever seen", or "I cannot believe all that hair!" And I agree, he is the cutest baby they have ever seen, but I think they are mostly shocked by the amount of hair he has and they just have to say something.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwKIiTY1BEk2l2DFVO_ZXVvrvBQvQAYAdC9N8emNTPR5t9IHGVDMKezr7gVFiRhh0Sn53fQGmmW4z3xvjpLpk1bG70x_A-SYjhxpORj5VRdtpVS4avWIPtXYPDkzbgtlWi5ZhWvTn2dMh2/s1600/Sept2011+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwKIiTY1BEk2l2DFVO_ZXVvrvBQvQAYAdC9N8emNTPR5t9IHGVDMKezr7gVFiRhh0Sn53fQGmmW4z3xvjpLpk1bG70x_A-SYjhxpORj5VRdtpVS4avWIPtXYPDkzbgtlWi5ZhWvTn2dMh2/s320/Sept2011+005.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div align="center">I say it all the time, but time really does fly by so quickly. My boys are growing up so fast. I hope they will always want their mommy around, and I hope they will never grow tired of wanting to give me hugs and kisses. I know there will come a day when it won't be cool anymore, so for now I will enjoy it and thoroughly wrap myself into their little worlds. I feel so blessed to be given the gift of being their mom. Here's to another happy and healthy school year!</div>Harris Househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16104855859086828707noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592651403106427340.post-64048433886403033262011-08-25T12:33:00.000-07:002011-08-25T12:33:41.902-07:005 months and some more<p$1><p$1>William is 5 months old! I must say that he is still the cutest baby EVER! I love this little munchkin so much.<br />
<p$1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivfZ4xfX2iod3xFexxbFMZ0n35HoUG1Das9PfHVPkLq-qPlQ7GvPITyzufJeydDimcGu25Yc-wgWRZFADXBoPpFEHJNABZWoLl7eVFPVKj1Hqaj4VS54YkLwHsZxbFbS9oKLT_XuP5kkUR/s1600/Sept2011+020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivfZ4xfX2iod3xFexxbFMZ0n35HoUG1Das9PfHVPkLq-qPlQ7GvPITyzufJeydDimcGu25Yc-wgWRZFADXBoPpFEHJNABZWoLl7eVFPVKj1Hqaj4VS54YkLwHsZxbFbS9oKLT_XuP5kkUR/s320/Sept2011+020.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><p$1>Will has reached some milestones in the last little while. He now rolls over. He doesn't quite know what to do once he on his tummy, but at least he can get there! He now eats solids, at least when I make the time to feed him them. He only likes cereal with mixed pear or banana so far, but at least it's a start. I have been making his baby food, and I must admit that I wish that I would have done it with the other two babies also! It's super easy and SUPER cheaper than buying it in the stores.<br />
</p$1><p$1><p$1><p$1>And let's not forget his biggest accomplishment this last month . . . .William now takes a bottle again!!! (huge sigh of relief from mom) I just decided one day that I was going to get him to take that bottle again no matter what! And after about 20 minutes of him messing around with the bottle nipple, he finally gave in. YES! I can now leave him with a sitter or whoever and not have to worry about him wanting to nurse before I get to him. Good job little Will! Love you baby!<br />
<p$1><p$1><p$1>In other news, we are all doing well. Summer is ending, KC started 2nd grade on Monday and Xander starts Kindergarten next week. I think they are both excited. And I am so excited to get back into a routine and to have some time alone in the morning, just me and Will. And hopefully, I can squeeze in some gym time too. <br />
</p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1><p$1><p$1><p$1><p$1><p$1><p$1><p$1>Thomas has been very busy this past summer, with bishopric duties. He has been away so much doing Youth Conference, Girl's Camp, Scout camps, etc. So, now that summer is ending we are glad to be seeing him more around our home. He just got a new position at work and starts on Monday. I'm sure that will keep him busier too, but hopefully will be able to set his own hours with this job, making his schedule a little more flexible. We'll see about that. I know he works so hard for us and others, I know that I take him for granted. <br />
</p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1><p$1><p$1><p$1><p$1><p$1><p$1><p$1><p$1>Here's some pictures of a few thing that we've done lately. We have a busy few months ahead of us also, but are excited to see what's planned... Labor day camping trip with just our little family, my 30th bday, KC's 8th bday and BAPTISM!, weekend trip with some friends, family trip and triathlon in St. George, and I'm sure I'm missing a few other things too, but it's going to be a fun fall! My favorite time of the year.<br />
<p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiruHaOBDMsGiCCOkMSYsxfQAVAQPpt05xBEqUKEJQXF5GXudritEEE1nLsat1R-O4f-GVEf2IL8LtY9Aj6fv_XFB0r2_XLxv1pazCRpDhaufMFYjKCsjM2C18sjBa4YUfwT7S3fRHi0rVO/s1600/Sept2011+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiruHaOBDMsGiCCOkMSYsxfQAVAQPpt05xBEqUKEJQXF5GXudritEEE1nLsat1R-O4f-GVEf2IL8LtY9Aj6fv_XFB0r2_XLxv1pazCRpDhaufMFYjKCsjM2C18sjBa4YUfwT7S3fRHi0rVO/s320/Sept2011+012.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><p$1><div style="text-align: center;"><p$1><p$1> Grandma Harris took us to the zoo, and of course spoiled us again.</p$1></p$1></div><p$1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcZTxMqlcaGB4O9_kChOz_4NIXbFfbtp8xu_FPqUeL5n1D2Nf0czi4wT5kckUyBEhJ8Ji1Xi6C18jV9IM3jSAngJAtOivmk-ioRI2I9XLzfrwSupJInSbXzBX_GQLty2gGam0fDPvS3Upf/s1600/Sept2011+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcZTxMqlcaGB4O9_kChOz_4NIXbFfbtp8xu_FPqUeL5n1D2Nf0czi4wT5kckUyBEhJ8Ji1Xi6C18jV9IM3jSAngJAtOivmk-ioRI2I9XLzfrwSupJInSbXzBX_GQLty2gGam0fDPvS3Upf/s320/Sept2011+010.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><p$1><div style="text-align: center;"><p$1><p$1> Such goof balls.</p$1></p$1></div><p$1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieAVGkiS55zCXWlWVS_0F7EWM8eTSdO4fZ7OMpdwOcF_YKd5vdPiybYmbENdG4etmB5aN5b0zXd5PHRlpiMjUiZBUYw3Z2H-rLyQt5TgA54O9UdZ6iNtdpU8AIQ1knm2DbdZsLV4TeFejK/s1600/Sept2011+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieAVGkiS55zCXWlWVS_0F7EWM8eTSdO4fZ7OMpdwOcF_YKd5vdPiybYmbENdG4etmB5aN5b0zXd5PHRlpiMjUiZBUYw3Z2H-rLyQt5TgA54O9UdZ6iNtdpU8AIQ1knm2DbdZsLV4TeFejK/s320/Sept2011+013.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><p$1><div style="text-align: center;"><p$1><p$1> Showing baby brother the elephants.</p$1></p$1></div><p$1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjfP68MptgYcBEvCVycKN4rX4o2p-KWhn1qQOI66iVxBAXRDVYa1kyta1aoX6TnGSAawy9Z2RQIY1x4ciR_RQGjIlS_kxTJ3XCW-FJ4LkfNiYNJrDw72DyiSRcShBGx0f_z7iasuuiC52m/s1600/Sept2011+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjfP68MptgYcBEvCVycKN4rX4o2p-KWhn1qQOI66iVxBAXRDVYa1kyta1aoX6TnGSAawy9Z2RQIY1x4ciR_RQGjIlS_kxTJ3XCW-FJ4LkfNiYNJrDw72DyiSRcShBGx0f_z7iasuuiC52m/s320/Sept2011+002.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><p$1><div style="text-align: center;"><p$1><p$1> William loves his borrowed Bumbo chair from Aria.</p$1></p$1><p$1></p$1></div><div style="text-align: center;"><p$1><p$1>Seriously one of the best inventions for babies thus far.</p$1></p$1></div><p$1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTUKhfTDEdlYrklYb74TlHnP8cunm4aXr0me05ye-zXnIyZKcSgoPivH8PM51oYXXtQVaU4X4D0Oty7Aag3eok_NWCAHMQbaZwS-UhBL4cgHyHe3XCVqZ9EyuXFtypTvYqp5TC9Q787h08/s1600/Sept2011+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTUKhfTDEdlYrklYb74TlHnP8cunm4aXr0me05ye-zXnIyZKcSgoPivH8PM51oYXXtQVaU4X4D0Oty7Aag3eok_NWCAHMQbaZwS-UhBL4cgHyHe3XCVqZ9EyuXFtypTvYqp5TC9Q787h08/s320/Sept2011+003.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><p$1><div style="text-align: center;"><p$1><p$1> Not quite sure about this mom!</p$1></p$1></div><p$1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjfTModzRDe0puFT48nG3WJu1qEMLyo-T-P17vkHhC8xIcuNqa0lJG-_qbAHQF5a7Ma5xcMnMWUChpJssx1xGQAiNxkWTkv4b1dTfjfXf_dxMLX4UrhSeVmNrhmtoIIeJyxmgyqfJcIxlU/s1600/Sept2011+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjfTModzRDe0puFT48nG3WJu1qEMLyo-T-P17vkHhC8xIcuNqa0lJG-_qbAHQF5a7Ma5xcMnMWUChpJssx1xGQAiNxkWTkv4b1dTfjfXf_dxMLX4UrhSeVmNrhmtoIIeJyxmgyqfJcIxlU/s320/Sept2011+007.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><p$1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Heaven sent. He literally takes my breath away.</div><p$1><p$1><p$1><p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1>Harris Househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16104855859086828707noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592651403106427340.post-13130092096118936202011-08-02T12:36:00.000-07:002011-08-02T12:36:41.512-07:00Lake Powell 2011<p$1>It was a fun, but short trip this year. We had fun with my parents, Brian's family, my Grandma, and Aunt Judy (my grandpa's sister who flew in from Washington to come with us). Here's some pics of the 4 days we spent there.<br />
<p$1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi37zfVmX5rs-AysUGHpdDYOpCyvHHxYRdpLNITWhfNxhHEV6__Hkse41fOnqw-t-zZcVGWBfUaMj-S1G3ughv0ovwuLqVPI3O_Gz-HBidVU3p08Uz8n8A43Kp7rOAEztLy48lj1n7tvMTs/s1600/Aug2011+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi37zfVmX5rs-AysUGHpdDYOpCyvHHxYRdpLNITWhfNxhHEV6__Hkse41fOnqw-t-zZcVGWBfUaMj-S1G3ughv0ovwuLqVPI3O_Gz-HBidVU3p08Uz8n8A43Kp7rOAEztLy48lj1n7tvMTs/s320/Aug2011+014.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Daddy and Will</div><p$1><p$1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuqz2NwInitsQH8oWy-YxIlvzQEZDe7CPbWd82qytyQWdpTW3PT95_p0YfvGKYgdlaCraRGM3wK3beQP0QKmIfEbKY0FAo1ksWlN7b9rzi4ca5K6fNltiH2KmYTw2GNPmxNGeqrGxuiXwl/s1600/Aug2011+019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuqz2NwInitsQH8oWy-YxIlvzQEZDe7CPbWd82qytyQWdpTW3PT95_p0YfvGKYgdlaCraRGM3wK3beQP0QKmIfEbKY0FAo1ksWlN7b9rzi4ca5K6fNltiH2KmYTw2GNPmxNGeqrGxuiXwl/s320/Aug2011+019.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My mom and Judy</div><p$1><p$1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Qp-hFaG0Y96KhQL-rH5wwRgEDzqRkqUtIJrlFE6-ThSF0PPDVOjyw-avSN6aGX-ZoW0yXncWL9O20dR9SC9WcSgeRG2PQETgVKK69rAIwlss7HIwi56dwLxHjq5TTUYuyxv5wezrFf_G/s1600/Aug2011+034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9Qp-hFaG0Y96KhQL-rH5wwRgEDzqRkqUtIJrlFE6-ThSF0PPDVOjyw-avSN6aGX-ZoW0yXncWL9O20dR9SC9WcSgeRG2PQETgVKK69rAIwlss7HIwi56dwLxHjq5TTUYuyxv5wezrFf_G/s320/Aug2011+034.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The crew heading to see Rainbow Bridge</div><p$1><p$1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh81KLeKMaU7rA93kifoxmvn8pvH8_T_tDOt4l47VSbz0i6h4-G-LIXLFNH70i63JaezL9QOKGN3DHl-y2uuMa7jhm6Cy-kw5qazLsGXwqcyjeEaG6sCfO-eg4OPWp94cZB34t0pJF-OHQu/s1600/Aug2011+020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh81KLeKMaU7rA93kifoxmvn8pvH8_T_tDOt4l47VSbz0i6h4-G-LIXLFNH70i63JaezL9QOKGN3DHl-y2uuMa7jhm6Cy-kw5qazLsGXwqcyjeEaG6sCfO-eg4OPWp94cZB34t0pJF-OHQu/s320/Aug2011+020.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Kelli and Rachael</div><p$1><p$1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVtz4nJnwxk0axEWTls-XSewnuQcKx7VbMkKedIatM8R9rOeFlH-wXQpb2Qdl_p_KQvwAkI6UyYckkL42G_-3veTl9usj23leEPNDO2cql6unULiq8i-hGk1HCgn3KOR1uGehPWEaZBRnl/s1600/Aug2011+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVtz4nJnwxk0axEWTls-XSewnuQcKx7VbMkKedIatM8R9rOeFlH-wXQpb2Qdl_p_KQvwAkI6UyYckkL42G_-3veTl9usj23leEPNDO2cql6unULiq8i-hGk1HCgn3KOR1uGehPWEaZBRnl/s320/Aug2011+024.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Stopping to cool off in the lake</div><p$1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUiuY4tGHvt2waBviMYpktj_X-MXknoF9dJ65mjpFUR1idwDWbQfWt7yNsRLqVnYEoLA22JE6nspq_-F8yOKZ_rCdV6KmVsE5X8aFgnifn9CA1Lo-KY6t5T-0YovHwAE_EEStjjE0ZzxlI/s1600/Aug2011+045.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUiuY4tGHvt2waBviMYpktj_X-MXknoF9dJ65mjpFUR1idwDWbQfWt7yNsRLqVnYEoLA22JE6nspq_-F8yOKZ_rCdV6KmVsE5X8aFgnifn9CA1Lo-KY6t5T-0YovHwAE_EEStjjE0ZzxlI/s320/Aug2011+045.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">On our way back to the houseboat all the kids fell asleep on me</div><p$1><p$1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrpdYiHbDZOnZVzup9I3O-SZkJqM5njlQgGDqiP_HSlX8JRrG2cFmr3-_dyv0DvoHekHLvz7eXx047HK__FJNHT_TInXWN9T6kjjIyzr6Tewihelj81zp5groSuZVNyjFTUBQVz5asaDmg/s1600/Aug2011+048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrpdYiHbDZOnZVzup9I3O-SZkJqM5njlQgGDqiP_HSlX8JRrG2cFmr3-_dyv0DvoHekHLvz7eXx047HK__FJNHT_TInXWN9T6kjjIyzr6Tewihelj81zp5groSuZVNyjFTUBQVz5asaDmg/s320/Aug2011+048.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">KC, check out his wind blown mohawk</div><p$1><p$1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvBDRoL-trqGNbdLNvLMySLsP12fQfbTGCTCYFp3kf-raP7ZSGU7a2LeKYjzjrRuFKsVloCgnO3Sfeo9Z_wUxnUqruvBAUhpcQphGePZynzsjaVY4Yyv6qzuJLn6zuBfFYACR0hmUFtUwQ/s1600/Aug2011+047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvBDRoL-trqGNbdLNvLMySLsP12fQfbTGCTCYFp3kf-raP7ZSGU7a2LeKYjzjrRuFKsVloCgnO3Sfeo9Z_wUxnUqruvBAUhpcQphGePZynzsjaVY4Yyv6qzuJLn6zuBfFYACR0hmUFtUwQ/s320/Aug2011+047.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">William and Xander</div><p$1><p$1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBmpYuSFTLF7B8kDOb3bdi9LIyqbo5I6NcFbs6fPxD6IiO7KMKmcag_-N1hE3ZqcPgZMwJj0O-_szI7yHHlAZGbD02OeTAmmGH_z_X_jEX2DhiSbhLuLwRAfLCARz5wMHgYZVNgz_3AlWX/s1600/Aug2011+050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBmpYuSFTLF7B8kDOb3bdi9LIyqbo5I6NcFbs6fPxD6IiO7KMKmcag_-N1hE3ZqcPgZMwJj0O-_szI7yHHlAZGbD02OeTAmmGH_z_X_jEX2DhiSbhLuLwRAfLCARz5wMHgYZVNgz_3AlWX/s320/Aug2011+050.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My brother Brian with his two girls Rachael and Nora</div><p$1><p$1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRqhyphenhyphenwrfcJaROKO4Y5TavVPmmyiH87dwDiJXHKRg5J3pZIsJxk8l4lKJFwPHVmEj5I35raMtbSmXLC6gTV5pTb4caVjSjDhpQLJ7JnlDWKkqVqtRE4kswHimZ5WeeHEea8LYj8G_S_0fWe/s1600/Aug2011+054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRqhyphenhyphenwrfcJaROKO4Y5TavVPmmyiH87dwDiJXHKRg5J3pZIsJxk8l4lKJFwPHVmEj5I35raMtbSmXLC6gTV5pTb4caVjSjDhpQLJ7JnlDWKkqVqtRE4kswHimZ5WeeHEea8LYj8G_S_0fWe/s320/Aug2011+054.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Judy doing the dishes</div><p$1><p$1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimNTnlM309NkDdfmHdAMz-fqPYJfTAxBGvaCb5BlzB8Ff9QNaZ_TrH-ae4VwnEyz-xvAPPnyNSG8Srz5d5SeYESjRWPTIitz2LVW5PFbxy7kkMQq9kHZwObjHUkFbyfnkYcNa-A-MArsgV/s1600/Aug2011+055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFKQBB2USo0YYtFln4zvNcNF_T6M7tmFULj3lx-zJhzqcyvCSbHHXXOptgcv9i2toa8jSLzyW7iHomslZV34k0DRXhAuVUYGfdbIV1nTf-N9vmz-VV5jh9Mb7uwFdyrzihJ1lh3bHEHlD2/s1600/Aug2011+031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFKQBB2USo0YYtFln4zvNcNF_T6M7tmFULj3lx-zJhzqcyvCSbHHXXOptgcv9i2toa8jSLzyW7iHomslZV34k0DRXhAuVUYGfdbIV1nTf-N9vmz-VV5jh9Mb7uwFdyrzihJ1lh3bHEHlD2/s320/Aug2011+031.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">William, KC and I</div></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1>Harris Househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16104855859086828707noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592651403106427340.post-71440670213263244842011-08-01T14:51:00.000-07:002011-08-01T14:51:12.189-07:00William is 4 months old!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBN2IG0KFYA0-GbhCos9XcJ3FS1hkvP6z_64o8dtijKrdgy_GOms7GJMr0E3peBdeSXE3-DI505yFaVuUWX04C8npBp-o7czIrwIIcMzqkNnLZaMbkFIfhAVwHBRJHhL_s5wRKxVxWqiZV/s1600/Aug2011+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBN2IG0KFYA0-GbhCos9XcJ3FS1hkvP6z_64o8dtijKrdgy_GOms7GJMr0E3peBdeSXE3-DI505yFaVuUWX04C8npBp-o7czIrwIIcMzqkNnLZaMbkFIfhAVwHBRJHhL_s5wRKxVxWqiZV/s320/Aug2011+011.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>Our little William is 4 months old now, and about 9 nine days. I'm a little late getting this posted. We took him in for his check up and we couldn't wait to see how much he weighs now! My sister and I both guessed 16 lbs. We were pretty close, he weighed in at 15.9!! Big boy! I think it's around the 50-70%. He is 26 inches long now, but I can't remember what % that was in. Needless to say he sure is growing!<br />
He is such a happy baby. He still sleeps pretty good at night waking only once for a feeding. He still hates the bottle and binky, which is sometimes frustrating for me, but oh well there are worse things. He is laughing a whole lot more lately. Xander can really get him giggling, he's the best at it! He'll usually do some sort of funny dance in front of Will, and that just triggers a bunch of giggles. It's so dang cute. Of course the second I try to get it on camera, he stops laughing. Go figure. William has recently discovered his thumb, and he loves it! He sometimes has a hard time getting it into his mouth, which he gets frustrated about. The other night I laid him down in his bed, he was already asleep, but he quickly stuck his thumb in his mouth and sucked away! Very sweet. He still loves being outside and when he's fussy we'll put him in his stroller and go for a walk or I'll do yard work while he watches me. He loves water! He likes grandma's pool, and just this past week discovered he likes Lake Powell too. I love this little boy of mine. I'm so blessed to have three healthy, handsome sons. I'm a lucky girl!Harris Househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16104855859086828707noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592651403106427340.post-55262066994826421242011-06-25T11:29:00.000-07:002011-06-25T11:29:22.325-07:003 months<p$1><p$1><p$1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu0OfR8Dt0t-OH7cjQRKsu3tOR0eBS4JIiYGm-quXj4etb0CLb-_GVkOHhEwLblEtD8zpYpqxlC2VYBFceIzPTcJ3bEq-6pS9DDMxaC4tcFk3CcDpSN2h9kiQGAy3hPizlIv6qV1-gJcK3/s1600/June2011+020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu0OfR8Dt0t-OH7cjQRKsu3tOR0eBS4JIiYGm-quXj4etb0CLb-_GVkOHhEwLblEtD8zpYpqxlC2VYBFceIzPTcJ3bEq-6pS9DDMxaC4tcFk3CcDpSN2h9kiQGAy3hPizlIv6qV1-gJcK3/s320/June2011+020.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><p$1>Mmmmmm! Doesn't this picture just make you want to nibble those cheeks of his?? Maybe an arm or a leg too? If you saw him in person, I'm sure you couldn't resist. My baby turned 3 months this past week, and I am having a hard time with it. He is growing up too fast for me, if I had my way I'd slow the whole process way down.<br />
<p$1>William is such a delight to have in our home. It's a breath of fresh air having a baby in our home after what seemed like a long time without one. He is a good baby, which makes for one happy mama. Here are some things little B Will has managed to accomplish in the past month. He is such on over achiever.<br />
<p$1><ul><li>Sleeps great at night! He wakes up only once in the middle for a feeding. Maybe once he starts on solids he'll skip that night feeding.</li>
<li>He puts himself to sleep for naps and bedtime!! CAN YOU SAY HOORAY!!!! Love that he does this now. We wrap him up his his blankie and then lay him in his bed. Some times he'll fuss a little before falling asleep, but most of the time he just falls asleep. What a good boy!</li>
<li>He loves the mornings, it's his happiest time. He smiles, coos, and will almost laugh with you when he first wakes up. His fussier time is late afternoon before bedtime, I think he just gets so tired.</li>
<li>He HATES the bottle and formula now. DARN IT! This is what Xander did too, gave up the bottle and would only nurse. Makes things a little more difficult for me to do anything without him. Ah well, good thing he is SO cute huh?</li>
<li>Also, gave up the binkie. He will sometimes take it, but not usually. All my boys gave up the binkie very soon, I guess William is the one that has lasted the longest on it.</li>
<li>He LOVES it when you play with him. We lay him on his blanket on the floor and try to get him excited about his toys. He especially likes it when his brothers do it with him, they can keep his interest the longest.</li>
<li>Has a smile that just melts my heart! He can also make a pretty good frowny face too, and that melts my heart as well.</li>
<li>He has discovered his hands, and likes to suck on his fists.</li>
<li>Also has discovered his voice! He loves when he can get out good squeal or two and will keep trying for more.</li>
<li>Bottom line is I love this little boy! </li>
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</div></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1></p$1>Harris Househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16104855859086828707noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592651403106427340.post-88907781418055458932011-06-20T21:06:00.000-07:002011-06-20T21:06:32.136-07:00Kalyn (pronounced KayLynn)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVnVqMTQbvmmv013Lu7-fKL1skjH2XNLRJLEWUcfmC0Ly9ND_4shyw3-oF4RD5sOwFwGkCYiOmvmVmxV7aEWeVgwMl86OlAX0mE6Qyb0fDsMeLKCiKe1COyXfS6UJQPfgpi-_vt4JyHEWK/s1600/chewie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVnVqMTQbvmmv013Lu7-fKL1skjH2XNLRJLEWUcfmC0Ly9ND_4shyw3-oF4RD5sOwFwGkCYiOmvmVmxV7aEWeVgwMl86OlAX0mE6Qyb0fDsMeLKCiKe1COyXfS6UJQPfgpi-_vt4JyHEWK/s320/chewie.jpg" width="238" /></a></div>This post is dedicated to my sister. My favorite sister. My only sister. And rightfully so, since she is like the only person who reads my blog and simply lives each day of her life so that she can check to see if I've updated it. Thank you Kalyn, for giving me purpose. Anyway this is a shout out to her for being such a sweet sister any girl could ask for. She is always there for me when I've needed her. Did I ever mention that she flew in town to come and see me the weekend before I had William? Well she did. I was very pregnant. Very. And she dragged me too Ikea, bought me a dresser for the nursery, and constructed it too because Thomas was too busy to do it himself, he was off buying a car or something. She also waited on me hand and foot and played with kids because I was too <strike>fat</strike> pregnant to do so myself. And she did all of this while in the midst of packing/moving her own family to a different state/home. She is wonderful. I lub her. And I will spend the rest of my life trying to repay Kalyn for all the sweet things she has done for me over the years. She has had a rough couple of days and I just wanted to cheer her up, so hopefully this will do it. This picture makes me laugh, and I think she might laugh too.Harris Househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16104855859086828707noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592651403106427340.post-25051269846020320322011-05-27T08:49:00.000-07:002011-05-27T08:49:20.759-07:00Trouble<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQK9bojgBoqjl_zokXWq2p3xbejg_o-o9W2embEnhbh05_iWZ0wXRxUXgr83I5BcL6buMI2Fk5IXnme_aBGqEN9Q_7kIfxA4LO1k_Q4FQ4VfU-XNIStvF1OpyFow5vT7xMCA7wEA5vb-Rk/s1600/May2011+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQK9bojgBoqjl_zokXWq2p3xbejg_o-o9W2embEnhbh05_iWZ0wXRxUXgr83I5BcL6buMI2Fk5IXnme_aBGqEN9Q_7kIfxA4LO1k_Q4FQ4VfU-XNIStvF1OpyFow5vT7xMCA7wEA5vb-Rk/s320/May2011+005.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">This is what happens to baby brother when I leave big brother in the bed alone with him.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTlZKrL-dLkBa-YozEXhtTA_bcdrrIjakKZEO7w_XpPp0_zNtJFI_ZjxRDMaUB6Ee5zfvNN0rdvQE0r-jgYuQf6i6o54sFBkRgbZ83XxB2lp77uv-TOVVj5E0wBxLDsPnDM1u8H4JqRpf6/s1600/May2011+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTlZKrL-dLkBa-YozEXhtTA_bcdrrIjakKZEO7w_XpPp0_zNtJFI_ZjxRDMaUB6Ee5zfvNN0rdvQE0r-jgYuQf6i6o54sFBkRgbZ83XxB2lp77uv-TOVVj5E0wBxLDsPnDM1u8H4JqRpf6/s320/May2011+011.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Showing me his board. He's a funny kid.</div>Harris Househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16104855859086828707noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6592651403106427340.post-59963121605271021412011-05-24T13:21:00.000-07:002011-05-24T13:26:52.650-07:002 months<p$1><p$1><p$1><p$1><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQihv_F1NrwHr6ZuOjD3Pebx0_KAThYm3CxS7I7ybTW-_Zoe9IsDtP75d-Scn_nzSnidl-0tRix-bi0s8qjxlC69ZntJtZbjD8tjEF4BfnVE2foqRkPqTp00I45ogo8d9z_uYSlly9yUPB/s1600/May2011+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQihv_F1NrwHr6ZuOjD3Pebx0_KAThYm3CxS7I7ybTW-_Zoe9IsDtP75d-Scn_nzSnidl-0tRix-bi0s8qjxlC69ZntJtZbjD8tjEF4BfnVE2foqRkPqTp00I45ogo8d9z_uYSlly9yUPB/s320/May2011+014.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><p$1>My little man is 2 months old. That went by fast! William is such a good baby, I really have it pretty darn easy. He had his check up yesterday with Dr. Wirkus, and can I just say that I love that man! He makes me feel like such a good mom, and he tells me that too. I know he probably does it to all the other moms that come into his office, but I don't care. And I trust him with my children, it feels so nice to have a pediatrician like that. Anyway, enough about my crush on the doc (I can say that, cause he's an old man), here are little Will's stats:<br />
<p$1><p$1><ul><li>Height- 23.7 inches ( 91st %)</li>
<li>Weight- 12.3 lbs (80th %)</li>
<li>Head Circ.- 15.9 in. (60th %)</li>
</ul><p$1>So in other words, he's growing like he should be. Here are some things he likes/does.<br />
<p$1><p$1><ul><li>He likes to eat at least every three hours during the day, and will go longer than that at night.</li>
<li>He nurses mostly, but will also take a bottle of formula when needed. He's not a picky eater!</li>
<li>He still takes his binky! Much to my delight. The other boys never took it.</li>
<li>William sleeps the first six hours in his crib during the night, then sleeps next to me the rest of the night, because mom is too <strike>sleepy </strike>lazy to put him back in his own bed after nursing him. Mom also prefers sleeping next to her baby.</li>
<li>He naps often through out the day. </li>
<li>He loves his stroller and being outside.</li>
<li>William loves his big brothers. Especially when KC holds him. I think he feels very comforted by that.</li>
<li>He likes to be sung to, and sometimes will try and sing a long with whoever is singing to him. Think he gets this from his Daddy.</li>
<li>He holds eye contact now, and coos and smiles when you talk to him.</li>
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<li>He LOVES his mama! And at times mom is the only one who can get him to settle down when he is upset.</li>
<li>He loves his baths in the morning. He usually calms right down after being changed, dressed and bundled up in his blanket and will take a long morning nap.</li>
<li>He still hasn't lost any of his hair yet.</li>
<li>He likes his bouncer, but hates the swing.</li>
<li>He is a good traveler in the car.</li>
<li>He has become quite the little drooler and bubble blower in the past couple of weeks.</li>
<li>He still has blue eyes. I think he will keep them like KC did.</li>
<li>William can draw a crowd when we are in public because they can't believe all the hair he has.</li>
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