This is the same blessing dress that I was blessed in, how precious.
Kaden is so sweet with Avery. He wants to kiss her hands and feet all day long. He has done such an amazing job adjusting with the big change.
Such a sweet boy!
This picture captures Kaden's fun personality, always ready to have a good time.
On the cleaning table the nurses really worked her over. As she was screaming from the three sets of hands rubbing her down, and the constant flashes of my camera the docters were sewing up MaRea.
During the after birth scrubdown
Unlike Kaden, I was able to stay with MaRea as they finished stitching her up. It was nice to be there with her and I know she preffered to be with both of us, instead of waiting alone for nearly an hour to see her daughter.
Our first family photo
Kaden has been excited to see his baby sister. Since we told him he'd be sharing a room with her he's been excited to meet her. For the last couple of months he's been saving his popcorn, gummy vitamins, fruit snacks and just about any other treat for her arrival. He has a special drawer in our kitchen where he has stashed all his spoils. He is already prepared to show her the finer things in life.
We think he really likes her.
We have had a great stay in the hospital. With the exception the nurses thinking someone stole her, (the ankle bracelet came off in the laundry and locked down the hospital) and some nasty food it's been a wonderful time to relax and get to know our new daughter. Not to mention for MaRea to heal from her major surgery. We are back to normal life tomorrow, and we want to thank everyone for your help (especially Lindsey and Riley for playing fill-in mom and dad). On a last note Brent and Melissa stopped by last night and we compared babies. Brooklynn is only 16 days older than Avery. Who do you think would win in a wrestling match???
Brooklynn and Avery.
Kaden made it about half way up, the Kelty backpack is a must have for anyone who enjoys hiking. It has made it possible for Kyle and I to still do what we love even with a kid.
This was at the opening of the Cave. The Cave takes about an hour to go through.
We tried to get some good photos of the cave but, non of them really turned out.
They have a play area were the kids to to find fossils in the sand. The could have played in the sand for hours, but of course Kaden had to end the fun with throwing sand and other kids.
Kaden turned 3 years old!!! Where does the time fly? We had a Dinosaur birthday party for him.
Thanks to the my brother Travis, MaRea and I had a free hotel for thee nights in Vegas. He even offered to watch Kaden so that meant our first trip without him, EVER!! Neither of us realized how much attention he requires and it was nice to be able to relax without him. We did call and talk to him one morning and quickly learned that was a mistake when the only thing he could say was, in a whiny tone, "You come pick me up daddy?" Our conversation lasted long enough for him to break down crying. We felt only a little guilty.
Kaden thinking he was really funny on the airplane. Can you tell he is sleeping?
Kaden having a ball in the pool in California.
This is the cute turtle that Kade thought was fun to feed.
Kade thought the chicken ride was great, Jack was not to impressed he wanted off as soon as he got on.
The Army starts recruiting for their soldiers at a young age.
Kaden's favorite thing to do is practice putting on the greens. He is so proud of himself for getting the ball in the hole. He puts the ball 2" from the whole and taps it in. Maybe that is what his dad needs to start doing.
Carson and Kade playing in the water. Two boys and one truck never works. Taking turns just doesn't work for two year olds. Kaden ended up pushing Carson and grabbing the truck. It was cute Carson just said " I want my mama, I want my mama." The fun can only last so long.
The four wheelers were the only thing Kaden could think about the whole time we were on the farm and at Bear Lake. The Little one is by far his favorite.
Mom's dream came true the old farm house was torn down. It was actually a little sad. We all had so many great memories with it throughout our lives. It never got old no matter how many times we took our friends in and scared them at night. I think it was Paul and Dan who set up the old house to scare their dates. The glowing eyes in the corners and the doors that would just shut always scared me and I knew what to expect.
The silence this night was like a piercing blade run through his soul. He searched the corridors of his mind looking for a way to break it. He could find nothing. As he continued searching for what to say he found a spot on the slow turning ceiling fan above the bed. He followed it around and around. He started counting the revolutions of the blade, 5… 6… 7… It felt crucial that he not loose track of the spot and for those few moments the silence was gone. Then just as he reached twenty revolutions she let out a sigh and rolled over. With that little movement it returned. He knew she was telling him that she was not done. That she felt the silence too. She would not allow him to be distracted. She would not allow him to ignore what he has to do. But why do I always have to do it he thought, why am I always the one in the wrong. His mind played over the reasons why she was being unreasonable. It was obvious as he examined the moment in his mind that he was victim and she was the perpetrator. It was not his responsibility to break the silence, it was hers. Relief came over him. He was vindicated knowing that it was up to her to find the words. With his new found acquittal he rolled over and allowed his mind to begin to shut down.
After another ten minutes had passed the blanket and sheet flew up where his wife was laying and as quickly as he could turn to see her she left the room. He sat up and heard the garage door open and the car start.
Are you kidding me he thought how could she be so immature. Why can’t she just admit that she is wrong and apologize?
This was the first time she had left the house during an argument. He sat up in bed analyzing the situation. Should he try and find her? Should he wait it out? He stood up slipped on his flip flops and grabbed an old high school t-shirt from the closet. With little hope he decided to try and find her. He backed out of the driveway and turned towards the highway. When he reached the stop sign he decided to turn south thinking that she went to the grocery store. With a lurch the 2000 Toyota Camry engaged it six cylinders and sped towards the store five miles ahead.
He spent the 5 minutes thinking about their argument. He still was having a difficult time accepting any responsibility. He could not understand why she would be so mad. She knew he loved her, didn’t she? Then why would she take so much offense. As the lights from the store grew brighter he realized that it would be up to him to apologize or this would not go away like it normally does. He noticed some flashing lights in front of the store. At first sight he thought they were the street lights flashing red during the midnight hours then he noticed the blue mixed with the red and his heart sank. He felt like his soul was sucked out of him with a high powered vacuum. His eyes frantically searched the cars ahead looking for the white BMW she loved so much. All he could see was the three cop cars, and the two ambulances which seemed to be blocking another car.
His mind now racing through every possible scenario but they all came back to one, it was her car. He approached the cop directing the minimal traffic and leaned forward with his face directly above the steering wheel. The second he drew even with the cop he could see the scene. He felt the blood leave his body and his face turn pale white. The 03 BMW was on his back with driver’s side completely demolished. With no feeling he slammed the
“Where is she? What happened? Is she ok?” he shouted at the officer.
She pointed to the second ambulance and with sympathy said, “She’s over there.”
All he could do was hope for anything but the worst. But as he approached the ambulance he heard the familiar sound of beep, beep turn to one long beep.
Stay tuned.....
Kyle being bugged at me for not getting the perfect picture the frist shot. Kaden looks great!
Kaden at Walmart picking out his fishing pole. We ended up tricking him into getting they non spiderman one. The one we picked for him was a little big, we should have listened to him.
These two pictures were worth the whole fishing trip. It doesn't get any better than this. I am so greatful for all the amazing things that surround us in this world. I love doing anything as long as it is outside.
