tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29164182674158369742024-03-13T05:13:01.976-07:00MisforMillsCrystal & Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10808281730633298719noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2916418267415836974.post-24791515721285651952012-07-10T09:02:00.001-07:002012-07-10T09:07:11.179-07:002 months from a year--10 months old.<span style="font-size: large;">Our little Grace just turned 10 months old, how can time possibly fly by so fast? At what point did she already grow up in to a little person? A little person that is 100% attentive, and responsive, and opinionated? I wish I would have been able to notice the exact moment. One of the things that I constantly aim to do as a Mommy is to live in the moment. She wants to eat a french fry---okkkkay. She wants to climb all over the puppies after they've just gotten out of the lake--okkayyy. She wants to stay up 2 hours past her bedtime--okaayy. As much as I hate admitting it, I can't control it all. Dangit. Really, I can't? Ugh. Oh well. Grace wins this one. It's so much more of a free feeling, and I love being this way. I know that I won't always be carefree, because I'm still me. I'm a control freak. But, I feel that as these 10 months have passed, I've slowly gotten a feel for what I can chill out on, and what I need to be stern on. I know that Dan and I will constantely be challenged raising Grace, but as long as we continue to raise her as a confident, happy, little (not so little!) girl--she will grow up in to a confident, happy, respectful, grown woman. And I'm going to stop thinking that far in advance. After all, she's ONLY 10 months old!</span> <br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">First off, why in the heck am I blogging on my birthday? Oh yeah, because it's just another day--that just happens to be the day I was born! My day has started off wonderfully so far, Grace let Mommy get an extra 30 minutes of sleep this morning,I had a better-than-normal cup of coffee, the dogs aren't being too nuts, my Mom and Leslie are coming in to town so Dan and I can have a date night, and I actually had enough basil to harvest it and freeze it. (Sorry, I'm such a big dork when it comes to plants!) Anyways, while enjoying my coffee and listening to Curious George in the background I had some time to reflect on 25, which was by far my most life-changing year of my life. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Being 25 has been wonderful, it marked a quarter of a century of my life. Well, assuming I'll live to 100? Eeek. Okay, let's not think THAT far in advance. Anyways, so during year 25, I've learned a lot about the person that I am...more so, the person that I'm becoming. I'm a Mommy. I'm the future wife of Dan. I'm a daughter. I'm a friend. I have really tried to keep all of those things in line, and really cherish my relationships with people this year. It's been crazy hard, but I manage! With all of those in mind, I've also learned of the type of person that I want to be! I have done things this year that I never thought I could have successfully done. My biggest challenge has been being a mother. Of course it comes "naturally", but everything is definitely not natural. I went from being an insecure, out-of-her-element mother--to being confident, and being able to trust my instinct and trusting the fact that I actually know what's best for that little human being that we're raising. Regardless of all of the hard times (the few months of ZERO sleep, being away from friends and family, and just the daily challenges in life) I have realized that 25 was an invaluable year. I have learned lessons and have taught myself so much. With all of that said, bring it on 26! </span><br />
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Okay, if Dan isn't reading it--then Dad, can I please have these shoes for completing week 3? <br />
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<br />Crystal & Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10808281730633298719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2916418267415836974.post-25489186089130614562012-04-03T09:01:00.001-07:002012-04-03T09:02:32.212-07:00Summer in April?<span style="color: #783f04;">This past weekend we had the opportunity to go to one of Dan's co-workers house in New Braunfels and enjoy their beauuutiful little oasis in their backyard. Grace also got to swim for the first time! It was the cutest thing because the water was a little too cold for her at first--then before we knew it, she was splashing around in her floatie. Adorable! For all of your North Easterners, can you believe we are already swimming? It was almost 90 that day. I predict a HOT summer again! Thank the Lord I won't be pregnant this time. But, we need to enjoy these days now because before I know it--it'll be too hot to let Grace play! I predict many a day like this in our near future. Here are some cutie-pie pictures of our little family! :)</span><br />
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<br /></div>Crystal & Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10808281730633298719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2916418267415836974.post-48901387541166473142012-03-28T06:53:00.000-07:002012-03-28T06:53:54.128-07:00You want me to do what?... With a 7 month old?!<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #999999;"><strong>FLY FOR 8 HOURS?!</strong> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #999999;">Oh lordy. I can feel the anxiety brewing now, and it's 3 weeks away! We're going to Boston for 9 days in April for Grace's baptism, and we are oh.so.excited! However, not so excited about the flying. We went previously in November for his sister's wedding, but that was when Grace was just a little baby! She was only 3 months old--and still loved to sleep on Mommy. Now, that is so not the case. I'm sure if she's sleepy enough, we'll get a little bit of sleep out of her. Oh gosh, okay. Anyways, so here I am--planning (doing what I do best!) for our trip. Making sweet Marianne a nice, extensive, list of goodies that Grace needs for our stay! So, what have you been up to lately? We've had all kinds of things going on! Mommy is having some sleepless nights (growth spurt/learning new things?), baby is crawling (backwards), and Daddy is torturing the dogs. Of course, Daddy is doing much more--but that's the first thing that came to my mind. As far as my sleepless nights, I'm actually okay with it. I'm surviving! Grace has started rolling over on her tummy, and enjoys sleeping that way. Unfortunately, she will wake up and can't roll back over! I'm not sure why, because that's what she learned wayyy earlier. Maybe the bed is too squishy? (Squishy the right word? Hm..) Anyways, it's pretty funny...because I've heard that babies practice their new skills while they're sleeping. And boy, is she practicing them! Once again, I'm going to go on a rant of how special it is to watch her grow. She's so funny! And has such a funny little personality, it makes me laugh. Somedays, she'll just be super calm and content and happy (maybe gets that from me?) and then other days she's also super happy, but hyper!, and loud!, and verrryyy expressive (must be from Daddy!) She truly is just a nice little blend of both of us, and I couldn't be prouder! So, last week I had several friends call me and say "well, hello Ms. Suzy Homemaker!"--turns out they had been keeping up with my little adventures lately, which include embroidering and cake-baking. I LOVE it! Both of them! When I was baking that damn cake, I was seriously obsessing over it. (Crazy, much? I think so!) Seriously, I would brainstorm different ways to make it work. And FINALLY! I came up with this...this little beauty is pretty much what Grace's baptism cake will look like. So proud, and not too bad for a 3 week baker!</span></div><br />
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As most of your know, I have the luxury of being able to stay at home with our little fruit-cup (yes, got that from Rango). It's most definitely a change of pace from working, but I wouldn't change it for the World. I get to experience every single move that she makes, and it's the most rewarding feeling in the world. Shout out to Grace's Daddy for giving us this opportunity to spend this time together :), love you boo!<br />
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So, anyways--here's what's going on with Grace. She is seriously almost OFF the charts on her growth. Her weight and head circumfrence--she's in the 99th percentile. Her height--she's in the 100th! oh. my. goodness. I'm thinking she's going to be tall like Mommy! Our Pediatrician is really great, she was so impressed at just how happy Grace was! She was impessed with her ability to sit up for long periods of time, and that her little teeth already grew in. Way to go baby girl, I'm so proud of you! :)<br />
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Oh my goodness, our little angel is really 4 months old! Time just fliiiiies by now, and every day she passes up another milestone. This age is really so much fun to me, and I feel like each blog as she gets older will probably say that--until she hits 2, right? She is such a little joy to be around, and I feel like I know her better and better each day. Amazing. Just amazing. So, here she is--Ms. 4 months old!</div>
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We can also add to that list that she got her ears pierced! Grandparents weren't too ecstatic about it...but, she looks just as beautiful as ever. Now, she just has little diamonds in her ears! :) Well, I had a whole lot more that I wanted to say--but the little person who my whole entire world revolves around, just woke up early from her nap! <br />
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Grace's MommyCrystal & Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10808281730633298719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2916418267415836974.post-67514390505223839132011-12-14T12:21:00.000-08:002011-12-14T12:23:09.835-08:00Thankfully Three Months<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I labeled this post "thankfully three months" because HOLY CRAP! Dan and I have made it this far as new parents! It's pretty funny, because three months is supposed to be the magic age for babies. They aren't just little baby blobs anymore--they start to develop personalities, and are overall just a little more fun! That smile that we used to see every once in a while during months 1-2 would just light up my whole entire sleep deprived day. Now, I get to see that lovely smile ALL day...and it just lightens up my life. I swear, God made babies so adorable just to make us forget all of the craziness that they put us through. It's like the second I see that heart warming smile...I forget that I have had my sleep interrupted 5 times in one night, have a permanent spit up stain on my shirts, gotten poop on my hands, and have walked around in a state of delirious-ness for the past 3 months. It all just instantly goes away. This must be what the ultimate form of unconditional love must be.</span> <br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">It's nothing short of amazing the amount of growing that Grace does in the physical sense, but already seeing her mature in her personality is such a special thing to witness. She is what gets me up everyday (literally!), and it just excites me each day knowing that Dan and I will witness something new.</span><br />
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<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">definitely weighs more than 10 lbs. The last time we went to the doctor's office, which was about 2.5 weeks ago, our little chunk was 10 lbs and a few ounces. (Do I win Mom of the year because I don't exactly know how much she weighs? Next month I'll be more prepared!)</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">is definitely not wearing newborn clothes anymore. Actually, she hasn't worn those since she was about a week old. She's wearing 0-3 month and exclusively 3 month pants.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">is eating 4 ounces at a time! During the day, she eats every 2-2.5 hours, and at night time (if we're lucky!) she will go every 4 hours. What can I say, she's hungry! and I'll feed her!</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">loves to be held! We're still trying to figure out all of the things she likes. As of right this second, she's laying on my chest.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">likes to be swaddled to go to sleep. Once we notice she's sleepy, we'll swaddle her and most of the time it calms her down completely.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">is holding her head up like a champ! Yesterday, she actually turned her head towards me when I said something to her!</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">is making more and more noises everyday. Mostly it's cooing, grunting, and snorting. She's our little piggy!</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">is just fascinated by the most simple things. At the moment, she likes G-Moms black and white pajamas and anyone wearing glasses. </span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">isn't too sure about her pacifier. Sometimes she loves it--most of the time, she doesn't.</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">has completely and utterly stolen her Mommy and Daddy's hearts.</span></li>
</ul>Crystal & Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10808281730633298719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2916418267415836974.post-89120896411413081932011-10-10T07:43:00.001-07:002011-10-10T07:45:15.810-07:00She's here!<div class="sflyProductPreviewWidget" style="height: 494px; width: 425px;"><div class="sflyProductPreviewWidgetTop" style="background-image: url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/top.gif); height: 6px;">So...this is a little late! </div><div class="sflyProductPreviewWidgetTop" style="background-image: url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/top.gif); height: 6px;"><br />
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Hi love! Still baking in there, aren't ya? Don't you think that it's about time for you to come out? Okay...maybe to wait a day for your Nana to get here from Boston...but aren't you ready? Surely it's not THAT comfy in there! Throughout my pregnancy, I have been so thrilled to meet you. I never would have thought that the feelings of anxiousness, nervousness, and just excitement could really take over my whole body. You are what I think about day and night. And that won't ever change. I feel so silly for being so ready and impatient to meet you. I'm the lucky one that will get to have you for the rest of my life, what's the rush--right? For 9 months I have been nourishing and protecting you, and I plan to keep it that way for the rest of my life. Your Daddy and I are so excited, and just can't wait to see your beautiful face. What are you going to look like? Of course, I know you will be stunningly beautiful in our eyes...but whose features will you get? Will you get my hazel eyes, or your Daddy's brown eyes? How about your nose? Hopefully it's mine ;). Joking! Your Daddy has a smile that can light up the room--so I really hope you get that from him. And I'm SURE you will be a chubby one. You've had quite a bit of time in my tummy, so surely that reason is to gain more weight and not just to drive me crazy! I know that you are going to be full of energy, all you've done is move around since I could feel you. I hope that you get a combination of your Dad's energy, and your Mom's sense of calm. I did acupuncture today to get your labor jump started--and through the whole process, the one and only thing that I thought about was our little family. I thought of the way that your Daddy will look holding you, the way that I will look at you, the way your other family will love you, and the way that the puppies are going to totally freak out (and also love you) the first time they hear you cry. <br />
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Regardless if none of these traits describe you, you are going to be so loved. Now come out already, so we can meet you! Lots of people are waiting for your debut! :)<br />
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So, when you first think of cloth diapers...how many of you think of safety pins and a peice of cloth? Yeah, me too. Not so much! Cloth diapers have come a long way, and I was convinced from my dear friend Lacey that it's the way to go. Not only are you doing your part to save our planet, but it's the more economical choice too. I'm not sure if I will be saving bundles of money, since I chose to not go the cheapest route...but over the past 9 months I have kept my eyes open for any type of sale I can get. <br />
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Here's a peek at what we've got so far. Yes, I said so far. Sorry Dan! This is by far my favorite drawer to show people when they have come to check out Grace's nursery.<br />
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Helllllooo cuteness. Can't you just see that cute little cloth bum crawling around? I'm so excited, and I can't wait to <strike>prove everyone wrong</strike> show everyone, that cloth diapering isn't that much harder and is a better choice! Enough about me being a brat to prove everyone wrong... ;)<br />
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This last weekend my Mom, Leslie, Grandma, Eme, and Steph came to visit us! We had such a great time, and it was nice to see all the ladies in my life. We're all getting so excited for Grace's arrival, and my poor mom thinks that every time my name pops up on her phone--it's me telling her I'm going in to labor. As if she wasn't already such a worry wart! Here's a few pictures!<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">I told Eme to make a funny face, this is what she came up with. I just love her!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjftkhUui-0hCAUVGUBvYrUoe-JY1Qk5Puf3MKPdHxF3_r5n2hA1tpIwsg51hyq8t3F0DQrXYXDgvhsGBis5phf3bLN23xYfKbWTzHdpooIA3IAHr7fZhfj4FJpEJuNskhIuKD1W0vVP9E/s1600/Aug2011+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" naa="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjftkhUui-0hCAUVGUBvYrUoe-JY1Qk5Puf3MKPdHxF3_r5n2hA1tpIwsg51hyq8t3F0DQrXYXDgvhsGBis5phf3bLN23xYfKbWTzHdpooIA3IAHr7fZhfj4FJpEJuNskhIuKD1W0vVP9E/s320/Aug2011+022.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">5 generations! Soon to be 6! I love this picture! </div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">So, what do you think about cloth diapering? Are you mad at me for admitting that I want to prove most of you wrong? :) Anyways, well I hope y'all have a blessed Thursday! Is it really already Thursday? My goodness. 37 weeks next week!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div>Crystal & Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10808281730633298719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2916418267415836974.post-59215564018524884862011-08-05T09:11:00.000-07:002011-08-05T09:11:29.493-07:00After 2.5 years, I have FINALLY figured out what's wrong with Gabby.Yes, you heard that right. If you know me, you know Gabby. Gabby is my sweet, sweet chocolate lab that I love SO much. However, she has easily been the most high maintenance dog in the whole world. See, Miss Gabby has a little tummy problem (or so we thought!). She throws up, alot. Probably atleast 3 times a week. It's the saddest thing I've ever seen because her eyes water, and she shivers. Just like a person really. She just looks so miserable, and it's made me so sad over the years. I genuinely thought that it was a food allergy, so I've always bought her the best best dog food...have tried cooking her chicken and rice...have bought little balls to put in her food to make her eat slower. You name it, I've tried it. So, the other night, I ran across this term called Megaesophagus. Sounds pretty weird, huh? Well, apparently it's common in labs and I found a <a href="http://sidneyme.blogspot.com/">blog</a> that also has a sweet little chocolate lab that has the same problem. Who woulda thunk it? I was so surprised that someone else out there has been going through the exact same thing as me! There are dogs out there that have more serious cases of this, but luckily Gab's isn't so severe. So, get this. The way to treat it at home? Make the dog sit in this ridiculously cute (but has to be so torturous, especially for an insanely hyper lab!) chair! <br />
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We'll have this be the dog blog today. So, the other weekend we went to this lake that had such a beautiful view (mhm...you could see a power plant in the near back ground). Regardless, it's been 40 days of 100 plus degree weather, so ANY lake is fine with Dan and I, and especially the puppies! The dogs had so much fun. I kind of worry when Gabby swims with other dogs, because she is a really strong swimmer and let's just say that Frances is not! So, she occasionally dunks him...big deal! Regardless, they LOVE to swim! I sometimes worry if they are going to come back when they go in to the water. So, here are some pretty funny pictures from our lake trip. <br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Dan lives to torture our dogs. Here is, throwing Gab in the water!</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">And, I apologize for no border--and I can't believe I'm putting this up here...but here I am. A lovely 8 months pregnant. Yikes. Oh, and check out the power plant in the back. Beautiful, just beautiful. </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Crystal & Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10808281730633298719noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2916418267415836974.post-80612689089565496682011-07-26T16:18:00.000-07:002011-07-26T16:18:28.514-07:00Nursery Lovin'I must say, I think that Grace just might have the most adorable nursery ever! It has just the right amount of personality, without being too much, and was put together with so much love from Dan and I plus family and friends. Love it! It's just fantastic, and honestly there are times when I'm hanging out in there and I genuinely feel like she's already here. Weird? Anyone else feel that way? Hope so. Here are a couple of shots. Oh and by the way, let me just say that I have the most amazing Dad ever! He bought me the most amazing present on his last visit here. I got a new Canon Rebel! In case you don't know what it is--it's a camera an idiot can use, with a lens! As of right now, I've only taken pictures of the puppies...but, little Grace better watch out. Paparazzi Mama will be on the loose the second she makes her debut. I want to take a beginners photograhy course when life settles down a little. Wait, will that ever happen? Anyways, here are a couple of shots of her nursery. Let me know what you think! <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Well, I'm gonna make this short and sweet and just post a few pictures. Unfortunately, I'm in the thick of my Accounting course--so blogging takes the back burner. Here's what we've been up to lately:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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So, like I said--we decided to surprise the fam! It was so much fun! Unfortunately, we couldn't make it 100% a surprise...and Dan's mom found out, but it's okay! I really think she might have had a heart attack if we would have successfully surprised her! She loooooves Dan, and still acted like she was completely surprised. So cute! So, here are a few pictures to kinda sum up the weekend. <br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">This lake was gorgeous, along with the beautiful lake house!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0aHE4vls8vNqpFNf_MQkolemCcvtrdQkrOocKSIiZi8MUVynceYwx6gFFON8bATE8TT1XOQfRnkostcspov60WlWCv3u8HmPzVbORnAhryxm41chIXIqVVahccPOCvliLdyri2MnowlQ/s1600/lakehouse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="254" m$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0aHE4vls8vNqpFNf_MQkolemCcvtrdQkrOocKSIiZi8MUVynceYwx6gFFON8bATE8TT1XOQfRnkostcspov60WlWCv3u8HmPzVbORnAhryxm41chIXIqVVahccPOCvliLdyri2MnowlQ/s320/lakehouse.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Doing what I do best...napping!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHRmIQODOG8QcwnEPR8XtDXgv_P0Bml2ChxVGmoGPJi-OnZGbZjDZ-h0oCxxGHDFnj_y49ta-rU25oiA1LBnJ2DZs5Fm5HkGb3Qjyh20_CHwJx9Y08qi4BTjPsUuBRLWN5Yd7EfmPeIiQ/s1600/sleeping.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="253" m$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHRmIQODOG8QcwnEPR8XtDXgv_P0Bml2ChxVGmoGPJi-OnZGbZjDZ-h0oCxxGHDFnj_y49ta-rU25oiA1LBnJ2DZs5Fm5HkGb3Qjyh20_CHwJx9Y08qi4BTjPsUuBRLWN5Yd7EfmPeIiQ/s320/sleeping.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div align="center">Family Photo. They love their sister!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKq5Sp6TUR3aV7wmHLjt9rsum6hyhl8-fMskSTfaJ0EbK3sZQgaDv5BWiCMG63gQTVxyYzU2jM_FaYYE-0jCQ8HB6QRSJsL0BSAAwQzC7qaSvNx4NkpHWziW7TLnlc9FTO0jtzPpnLjxg/s1600/brothers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" m$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKq5Sp6TUR3aV7wmHLjt9rsum6hyhl8-fMskSTfaJ0EbK3sZQgaDv5BWiCMG63gQTVxyYzU2jM_FaYYE-0jCQ8HB6QRSJsL0BSAAwQzC7qaSvNx4NkpHWziW7TLnlc9FTO0jtzPpnLjxg/s320/brothers.jpg" width="253" /></a></div><br />
<div align="center">What a great picture!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLzAD6DlGXdbGUEuWE_-2mcwQj2eMgjr8g2eiAnN0GC1VE9jTd8f6BKQum0JDr9_Pg0tVbmS3dO5JJVISqJEM7WEBtyueEFjqEnwkLlK8rRPpElmA0qKhUhuh4IOmLOwbEFw86THOSmzY/s1600/family.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="188" m$="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLzAD6DlGXdbGUEuWE_-2mcwQj2eMgjr8g2eiAnN0GC1VE9jTd8f6BKQum0JDr9_Pg0tVbmS3dO5JJVISqJEM7WEBtyueEFjqEnwkLlK8rRPpElmA0qKhUhuh4IOmLOwbEFw86THOSmzY/s320/family.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Crystal & Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10808281730633298719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2916418267415836974.post-3533827323094056662011-07-01T07:26:00.000-07:002011-07-01T07:29:52.420-07:00Leave me alone, I'm nesting.Let me just start off by saying..."Poor Dan". He gets the pleasure of coming home every single day to something new that I've organized, or put together for Grace. As soon as he gets home, he gets happily greeted by the dogs, and then if I can muster up the energy to get of the couch I greet him just as happily too! Then I take his arm, drag him in to Grace's nursery, and say..."Look what I did today!" Lucky man, lemme tell ya! Hopefully I can maintain this type of order once she actually gets here! <br />
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So my biggest project lately has been getting her closet and clothes all in order. I had to wash all of her new stuff, hang it up on pretty little hangers, and of course organize it all by side. Of course, duh. Who doesn't do that? Well, apparently people have thought I'm nuts for doing so. Here's a little peek!<br />
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I can just picture all of my friends really laughing at me right now. Yes, those are little tags that I made that I hung in the closet to organize her clothes by size. And yes, those are MATCHING tags on the boxes to organize miscellaneous things that I don't want all over the place. Also, to answer any questions about clothes for Grace--she has A LOT! I laid off buying the newborn clothes because I knew that's what the majority of people would give her at the shower, so now I think we're good. To quote Dan, "Why does she need so many clothes? She's just going to be in pajamas all the time!" Is he right? Will she? Will she never wear that ridiculously cute dress I got her at Childrens Place? Oh well, if he is right--I've got a couple of drawers full of pj's too! ;)<br />
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Enough closet talk! Let's talk about something a little more interesting. 4th of July plans? Dan and I decided to continue a little tradition that goes back one whole year of watching the Red Sox play on the 4th of July weekend. So, who knows where that'll take us next year. Yeah, unless it's in TX or MA I doubt the tradition will continue--but we can dream, right? This is us last year on the 4th of July.<br />
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Well, life is good. We're feeling very blessed and very happy at the moment. Here's to Grace hanging out in my belly for another 10 weeks! (Did I seriously just make a toast? Oh man, I need a glass of wine!)<br />
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CrystalCrystal & Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10808281730633298719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2916418267415836974.post-58693002629503998822011-06-27T07:08:00.000-07:002011-06-27T07:08:51.103-07:00*Showered with Love*All I can say is wow. I'm so amazed and grateful for the little shindig that my closest friends and family put on for Grace and I. We had the Baby Shower! It was so amazing and fantastic, that I want to do it all over again! Of course, without 8 million presents! Just getting to spend time with all of the closest ladies in my life was enough. The theme for the shower was just colorful! I think that's the what we can name the theme. They all know how much I love flowers, so there were fresh flowers everywhere and the food spread was incredible! I have so much unpacking and organizing to do, that I don't have too much time to sit here--but I just want to thank you ladies SO SO SO much. And also, how lucky am I?...I'm gonna guestimate and say that about 75% of the guests there, traveled to come to the shower. You all really know how to make a girl feel loved, and thank you everyone for coming, chatting, and showering Grace and I with love and presents to complete her room! <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">XOXO,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Crys & Grace</div>Crystal & Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10808281730633298719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2916418267415836974.post-79550513032416689162011-06-20T07:55:00.000-07:002011-06-20T07:56:08.040-07:00Of course this is about Father's Day!Hello! Oohh...it's Monday. Monday's are always so bittersweet to me. I'm sure most people are thinking, "how in the heck is it sweet?", but I always think of Monday's as a new start. A day to begin new things. To begin working out (which of course never sticks), to begin a new diet (once again, never sticks), or in my case today--to begin a new relationship with our new OBGYN! Woohoo! This is going to be the man to deliver our sweet baby girl! Dan and I have already visited with him once, but that was just a consultation to tell me the do's and the dont's of pregnancy, history, etc. This time...we get to do a glucose test, and I get to see her! I know she's going to look so different than when we saw her at 20 weeks, I'm so excited. Unfortunately, Mr. Mills can't make it. New job + Baby Appts = Probably won't make many of em from here on out! It's okay, he'll just have a million text messages to come home to when he gets off of work!<br />
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So enough about me, how was Father's Day for everyone? I'm sure it's mostly Momma's that read this blog--but I couldn't help but think about all those Mom's out there that play the role of Mom and Dad. And visa versa for the Daddy's that play the role of Mommy too! For Father's Day, I got Dan this little bible for him to read to Grace. It's a Father-Daughter one, and I thought it was so cute. Of course, the look on his face when he saw something pink in his gift bag was priceless. Kind of like, "Um...what in the heck am I supposed to do with this thing?" face. Us women are always so funny. We think of these thoughtful gifts, and in return--we get a "where's my Red Sox shirt?" comment. Joking! Sorta... ;) I love you babe! Also, on Saturday Dan and I ventured to Whole Paycheck... I mean Whole Foods and got some ingredients for a homemade pizza. Only there, and probably in Austin, would you find them selling Toms at a grocery store. Besides the point! We ended up walking out of there with 5 different kinds of cheeses. 5! Oh my goodness, and our take on a deepdish pizza was incredible. I had some dough left over, and made this for Dan. <br />
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Unfortunately, I didn't get the chance to hang out with my Dad this Father's Day. Sad day...and I know he missed us! But, we (and by we, I mean Grace and I!) will be in Abilene this coming up weekend for my baby shower. Yayyyyyyyyyy! I can't wait to see all of my lovelies and family! Just wish that Boston wasn't so far away, so everyone can participate. In my make-believe happy world, all of my family and friends are together with all of Dan's family and friends. Might be kinda scary, but I think it'd be perfect. Maybe one day! :)<br />
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So, our weekend was pretty fun. Austin is such an incredible place. I love how it can be so much fun at night time, but then also just as fun and family oriented during the day! It's really such a unique place, and I feel so blessed to live here! I think the highlight of the weekend would be our trip to the Austin Farmer's Market, downtown. It was a blast. Very hot, even at 10 in the morning, but a blast none the less. We came out of there with all kinds of stuff, and honestly could have bought more--if we had more cash on us! Farmer's Markets are always so inspiring to me! We found some incredible San Marzano tomatoes that I had to get. San Marzano's are the best, and yummiest sauce tomatoes! We also found the world's largest eggplant. We were instantly inspired to try Dan's Aunt's recipe for eggplant parmesan that she made for Christmas. Yum! Isn't food just beautiful? <br />
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Wow, okay enough chit chat from me. I have lots to do today--and one of them includes making and assembling my hostess thank you gifts. Here's a hint ladies...you get 4 gifts in one! Dan is amazed at how nice us women are! <br />
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Have a great Monday!Crystal & Danhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10808281730633298719noreply@blogger.com0