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Here is the first bath with the baby. I am a little weird about putting the baby in the dirty bath water of the kids. I know it wont hurt her but she is no where near as dirty as the girls are. This particular night Maycee wanted to get in with Brylee and she had already had a bath that morning so I decided it was okay because she was pretty clean.

And this is the girls' first time bathing in my tub. They just love the jets. I love the fact that it only takes a few drops of bubble bath to produce so many bubbles.

They are sure silly. It took Kimberlen a while to decide if she was going to wash her hair. She said she liked the way I did it too much to undo it. Silly girl.

Summer Fun

Drive-In} We went to the MOTOR-VU with Desiree' and Hudson and saw Ice Age 3. It was a pretty cute movie, but don't ask Kimberlen, she fell asleep half way through it. It sure brings back a bunch of memories of many fun times I have had there at the drive-in since I was a little kid. I hope to make the same type of memories for my girls. This was only the second time to the drive-in since Maycee was born and this was a much better experience than the first time.

Cherry Hill} We made another trip to CHERRY HILL this summer. The kids sure do have a good time there and we have fun watching them. Well my mom and sister have fun watching just about everyone else there. They are total people watchers. He he he! But if you are pregnant or have a newborn this must be the place to be. I think every third female was either pregnant or had a little one to tote around.

JackHammer

Have you ever seen a 7 year old Jack Hammer?
That's what Kimberlen wanted me to put on here. She wanted to help so bad so Eric said "Okay, here you go." She was really excited and had fun helping out. Here Eric is helping push apart the pieces.

She was really good at doing it herself.

Eric being the supervisor. She broke up the entire square that they were working on. Of course, Eric had to pick it up and move it to the next spot for her. Those things weigh a ton.

MaRkErS!

This is what happens when I attempt to take a 10 min shower while the kids are awake.......

We have yet to learn that markers, crayons, pencils and pens are for paper only. Anytime she gets ahold of them marks end up all over.

Brylee's new toys

Now that Brylee is getting bigger (4 months) I decided she needed some things to entertain her and keep her from being left in the swing or on the floor.

Kimberlen and I went to the basement and got the excersaucer and bumbo chair. She really seems to like them both.

This is a new item. I never had a play gym for the other two, but because there are two others she needs some way of entertaining herself. She really seems to enjoy this.

She has the tag of one of the toys in her hand and kept swinging it back and forth.

The Great 4th

To start it all off we stayed at my moms house on Friday night so that we could go to the parade with her in the morning. That night my aunt, cousin and her little girl came over to play, along with Des and Hudson. We had a nice dinner and a tons of laughs. Here are the kids in the wagon on the porch.

Kimberlen just kept pushing them back and forth and they loved it. And yes Kimberlen has some shorty shorts under her shirt.
Of course they talked Gramma into swinging with both of them.Jamma Time! Here are the cousins in there jammies.

After the kids went to bed Brylee was sad so we found her some friends to play with.

We got up in the morning and headed down to the parade. Kimberlen got mad at the other kids that kept getting in front of her and stealing her candy.

Maycee was silly. She wanted to eat all the candy she got. She was happy with the flag. I didn't get many pictures during the parade. It is hard enough trying to keep the kids out of the street and save them from the other kids.

They all thought this was pretty funny. My mom put Brylee in the doll stroller and buckled her in. We did not let them push her, although Maycee wanted to really bad.

Then Maycee thought she needed the doll bottle too. My mom was there for the save.

We then headed over to Layton Park for some food and fun. The kids loved the bouncy toys. After these two pictures my camera died.

Thanks for the fun time Gramma and Desiree'. Later that night we did some fireworks with some friends back at home with our Dad to celebrate our Freedom.

This is Funny....

My friend Jenn had this on her blog and it is just so true to how I see it so I just wanted to share. I believe it was out of some parent magazine. ENJOY!!

"Since I had my first child three months ago I've dealt with an endless string of sleepless nights, the relentless cycle of feeding and pumping and changing and comforting, and the slow realization that my life will never be the same again. Now that I've emerged from the fog of being a new mommy, I have a few things I need to say.I want to start by apologizing to my vagina. I just... I just didn't know what was going to happen. I thought it would be easy. All my life I'd been told I have "child-birthing hips." That turned out to be a dirty lie. I pushed for three hours, and I put you, dear vagina, through hell. I did my best to protect you, and I apologize. I can only hope that the bad feelings between us can be healed. This relationship has gotten really painful, and it's been weeks now. Please let the healing begin.I'd also like to say I'm sorry to my husband for all my inappropriate name-calling in the delivery room and the resentment I felt because I had to carry our child for nine months and you didn't.I will have sex with you again someday, don't hold your breath or anything, but we'll get there. I'll wear attractive lingerie again as well. These grandma underpants aren't forever!And honey... about my boobs. While I appreciate your attempts to touch them, try to understand that they are not for you at this time. These are working breasts, they are under construction at the moment, and we appreciate your patience. It's funny: I can see a mixture of fear and delight in your eyes at the size of them. And trust me, they are something to fear. I never thought a boob could dwarf the size of my baby's head, but it is true. Little Emma's bravery in attacking them day after day is impressive. I must apologize to her as well. I had no idea they would operate in a sprinkler fashion, and I have sprayed her in the face many, many times. But the way she fights through it is quite something.I apologize to every woman whose baby shower I attended before I became a mom. All those useless stuffed animals and baby booties I bought... well, I'm sure they might have come in handy at some point, but I should have stuck to the registry and gotten things you truly needed.I apologize once again to my husband, this time for criticizing you about the way you dress our daughter. I know she's my very own personal doll come to life, and I like to play dress-up. But you make such weird choices. Why would you put her in a sweater when it is 85 degrees outside? It's the middle of the day-a night-gown really? It's bedtime, sweetheart, why is she wearing a hat? I recognize this is not America's Next Top Model, but I do ask you to think about what makes sense sometimes. That's all.I must apologize to every new mom ever bumped into before I had a baby for judging your appearance. I mentally criticized your old sweatpants, your over sized T-shirts, and your haphazard ponytails. I figured you just hadn't taken the time to get ready before you went out or were in dire need of a makeover. Now I understand those precious minutes you savor when the baby goes down for a nap- the desperation to make the most of them. I could shower! I could eat! I could sleep! Check my e-mail! Work-out! Do laundry! Have sex! (Well, maybe not just yet, but...) I could do so much if she would just sleep a little longer. Then, inevitably, there's that sound through the baby monitor. (Stop.Wait.Listen.) Was it for real?... That was just a sneeze, right? ... She's not up,right?... Oh, please, I'm almost done eating, the coffee's finally ready, I thought I could shower. Just five more minutes please. Just... nope. She's up. She's hungry. She's wet. She's something. And once you've got her fed and changed and played with her, you're on the clock to get that errand done before it all unravels again. I get it now: There is absolutely no time for a blowout or blusher, I was a complete jerk, and I am sorry.I see how people look at me- with that mixture of pity and disgust- in my old nursing tank covered in spit-up and the same maternity shorts I wear every day. I'm like the Elephant Man. I put my daughter in fancy clothes to compensate for the monster pushing her around. I see the stares. I know what you're saying. Well to heck with you, you small-pants wearing Miley Cyrus fan. I just had a baby. I am not always this fat!I guess I should apologize for my anger but in solidarity with new moms everywhere, I'm not going to.But I would definitely like to apologize to my former self, I always thought I had a few pounds to lose and could look better. I never knew how great I had it. What I wouldn't give to fit into my old clothes again! I look at them longingly day after day. Hi, jeans. Hello, Diane Von Furstenberg wrap dress. You were all so good to me. (sniff)I should have slowed down and enjoyed my freedom more when I had the chance. I used to beat myself up if I slept past eight or stayed out too late. I was a fool. A fool. What did I know? Oh, to do anything at all at a leisurely pace- shop, eat, read a newspaper- and anything without having to wear a monitor. Waiting. Listening. For her.While I'm sending regrets I should apologize to my pre-baby boobs for not appreciating them enough. They were a great pair of boobs- not to big, just enough decolletage. And now... sigh... who knows what will be left of them once I stop nursing? I'm sorry, former boobs. I truly am.I'll never be sorry about deciding to become a mother, though. There may be no going back to my old body or my old lifestyle, but having Emma is worth everything I've had to give up and then some. But you already know that. :)"

Fathers Day - Mothers B-day

This year my moms birthday fell right on fathers day. We went to there house to celebrate and ended up playing the Wii all night, well after we ate of course. If you have never played you should. It is hilarious. We found out Eric is a good hoola-hooper. My mom and dad were able to play with the kids and we had a nice time.

Happy Fathers Day!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!

Random

Here are just a few random shots. I have been so busy with the house that I have not had much time to take many pictures. Here is Kimberlen and Brylee watching Cartoons.

She thinks she is so neat when she can do grown-up things with Brylee.

Here is Maycee feeding her. No she doesn't really feed her, but this day in particular she really wanted to help.

I love the fact that Brylee is looking at me through the side of her eyes as to say..."HELP!"

Is this safe?? I just needed a few minutes after we got home one day and thought this would help keep her asleep. Desiree' informed me that I better not do this again....BUSTED!

This is my smiley girl! She is starting to respond so well to us. She is smiling all the time and has made a few sounds. I love baby talk, I hope it increases soon.