tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53128257579708007922024-03-12T23:55:52.331-06:00Bert and Kate plus 8Brett Groneman and Katie Groneman's blog. Infrequent, sparse, and likely not relevant to your life.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00096667328852320285noreply@blogger.comBlogger80125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312825757970800792.post-299036197311554932018-10-14T21:38:00.003-06:002018-10-14T21:38:42.862-06:00Lost and found<div dir="ltr">
I can't imagine how she felt<br />To give you away.<br />Relief?<br />Grief?</div>
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I can't imagine how you feel<br />When you found her name!<br />Connected?<br />Rejected?</div>
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I can't imagine the anticipation<br />Waiting for the test.<br />Scared?<br />Prepared...</div>
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You discovered the connection<br />Written in As, Ts, Gs, and Cs.<br />Biology...<br />Genealogy...</div>
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Then traveled great distances<br />To meet us.<br />Geographical...<br />Chronological...</div>
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We welcome a relative,</div>
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Yet a complete stranger.</div>
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Paradox?</div>
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Unorthodox?</div>
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Yet here we are!</div>
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Our children play like best friends...</div>
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Family!</div>
Katie Gronemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12345193826923955870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312825757970800792.post-8827231643366080882018-09-26T21:50:00.003-06:002018-09-26T21:50:40.168-06:00DefeatedI hate piano.<br />
I hate school.<br />
I hate recess.<br />
I hate home.<br />
I don't want to play.<br />
Why don't my friends want to play?<br />
I won't eat that.<br />
I changed my mind.<br />
I do it!<br />
I can't do it!<br />
I don't want to listen!<br />
I don't want to talk!<br />
I don't want to do anything!<br />
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Me neither guys...<br />
Kids 0: Mom -3<br />
<br />Katie Gronemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12345193826923955870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312825757970800792.post-19473399072188939292018-09-24T14:56:00.000-06:002018-09-24T14:56:53.800-06:002018.09.24 Day #15 The BoysLast weekend Brett and Calvin went on a Father Son's Campout. Brett told me that Calvin would pick up sticks and whack pretend adversaries. The missionaries there told him that picking up sticks and whacking adversaries is a pretty common activity for all the little boys they see.<br />
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Katie Gronemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12345193826923955870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312825757970800792.post-61394173336200528432018-09-21T13:51:00.000-06:002018-09-21T13:51:51.628-06:002018.09.20 Day #14 Driving Face<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Yesterday, I was driving out of my mom's neighborhood to take Calvin on a mommy/son date. While I was heading out I noticed someone driving in the opposite direction into the neighborhood. I could tell the person inside was a girl and she had the biggest smile on her face! I thought... Wow! She is just doing her driving and has the best attitude about it! For the next couple of minutes I thought, you know who that reminds me of... Mikayla. My oldest niece has a seriously infectious smile and zest for living life in a happy way. I rarely see her "down"... </div>
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Anywho this person driving with a big smile on her face made me think of Mikayla and her optimistic attitude and made me wonder what my face looks like when I'm driving. Do I have a giant grin? Am I telling the kids to knock it off? Am I air drumming like my Dad? Do I just look bored?</div>
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***Turns out the girl driving was Mikayla, but I honestly didn't know it at the time!</div>
<br />Katie Gronemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12345193826923955870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312825757970800792.post-81198769676732353852018-09-19T04:28:00.002-06:002018-09-19T04:28:38.473-06:002018.09.19 Day#13 - Insomnia, InsomniaTitle: 4:28 AM<br />
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Insomnia, insomnia my dear old friend.<br />
Here we are together.<br />
To be frank I'd rather we parted ways.<br />
But I think our bond is forever.<br />
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Insomnia, insomnia we meet again.<br />
During those hours where all is dark.<br />
I wish I could say it was good to see you.<br />
But I'm so tired I can't think of anything that rhymes with dark...Katie Gronemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12345193826923955870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312825757970800792.post-54547258270797574652018-09-14T22:33:00.000-06:002018-09-14T22:56:44.925-06:002018.09.12 Day #12 Hair Dos and Hair Don'tsSo I've never had any large attachment to my hair, which means that I have no idea what hairstyle(s) look good on me. I've had a lot of different styles, and today on a whim I decided to do an impulse-perm... kind of like impulse shopping at the store. One was available for free, so I did it.<br />
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Here are some photos of the hair evolution through the decades... any thoughts on what looks best are welcomed!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Senior Pic - Pretty sure this was my first of many big hair chop-off.s </td></tr>
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I kind of bounce between long and this A-line bob a lot...<br />
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Of course, the one I cannot find is one that I'd be tempted to try again... I apparently lost all picture proof of it... The inspiration was Meg Ryan in You've Got Mail... Something like, but not quite as cute as this:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I suddenly turned into Meg Ryan! Yes!!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">First short haired perm - I loved it!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">2008 - Somewhere in the middle of being engaged for a looooong time.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">2011 First significantly short haircut with baby Lindy</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">2015 Most Recent big chop-off... Before...</td></tr>
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Katie Gronemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12345193826923955870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312825757970800792.post-26256333506664126722018-09-11T23:08:00.001-06:002018-09-11T23:08:49.620-06:002018.09.11 Day #11 - September 11thI know there are more eloquent people than myself who have written about their memories of 9/11, but it occurred to me that I may not have written much about what I remember and what I experienced for my posterity to read. In efforts to "never forget" and to "bring to remembrance" this tragedy for my kids and grandkids someday, I'll make my short record.<br />
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I remember coming in from marching band at Lone Peak High School (we practiced early in the morning). I was putting my mellophone away and getting ready for whatever first period was... more band I think), and someone told me something about airplanes crashing. I remember at the time thinking, "Oh, that's sad..." But I didn't understand at all what was going on. Unfortunately, our band director didn't understand either and had us continue rehearsing while the rest of the school was watching the news.<br />
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I don't remember what we did in most of the other classes, but I do remember going to Latin which was only offered at American Fork High School down the street and Ms. Shelley had us watching the news the entire period. I remember that she was frantic because she had friends or family in Washington D.C. and she was trying to contact them, but couldn't get through. I remember all of us having unbelieving faces and just shock. I don't remember anyone crying, but I honestly think we didn't really internalize it yet.<br />
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<br />I get confused about the timeline of what I witnessed on live television versus what I saw later as rebroadcasts, but I think we may have seen the towers tumble down during that Latin class. And still, it didn't really sink in for me that so many people had just died.<br />
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I remember we were hiking Timpanogos Cave for our Young Women's activity that afternoon. I remember my parents were gone for some reason, so I didn't really have adults to talk to until after the activity. I remember thinking it seemed so odd to not see or hear anything in the air. When my parents got home I remember being in our bathroom just sitting looking in the 3-way mirror they have (I don't know why I was doing that... just taking "reflection" a little too literally, I guess). And when they came home, that's when I burst into tears. I was certain that World War III was going to begin. I didn't have any family members in the military, but I still had an irrational thought that my family would be directly affected by this terrorist attack. It worked... I was afraid.<br />
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While watching the aftermath though, I remember being so proud of those who helped, those who sacrificed, and those who would go on to serve their country. I remember feeling like this horrible event, really did draw our nation together. I don't feel like that unity has lasted as long as I thought it would. We seem more divided now than we were before 9/11.<br />
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And that is why I think it's important to remember and to never forget. Terror drives us apart. Peace, tolerance, service to others, and empathy... that will bring us together - "One nation, under God."Katie Gronemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12345193826923955870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312825757970800792.post-48926384004988816922018-09-10T23:01:00.001-06:002018-09-10T23:02:17.483-06:002018.09.10 Day #10 - I can't remember...I had a thing I was going to write about today...<br />
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"You should write that down.<br />
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That's a good one!"<br />
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...Katie Gronemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12345193826923955870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312825757970800792.post-26251029240137995182018-09-09T23:02:00.000-06:002018-09-10T23:16:21.663-06:002018.09.09 Day #9 - SmellsI've been doing some canning projects, which if you follow this rambling bramble of words you may know. And as always, I'm reminded of some of my favorite, and not so favorite smells...<br />
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Cooked peaches - that's a good one! I'm reminded of all the times I helped my mom peel peaches. She would man the stove and I would pull up the sink of cold water.<br />
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Cooking tomatoes - used to hate it! Now it's not so bad... I don't know why this one is so much different from peaches. Same memories of cooking and peeling, but boy oh boy, I hated the smell of tomato sauce on the stove for hours. So gross! As I've made some this year though, I've gotten more and more used to it, and it doesn't even disgust me anymore... weird.<br />
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Grass, gasoline, and sweat - My favorite, though I'm sure the ratio of the 3 ingredients is important. My dad's a little perfectionistic about his lawn mowing and he does it frequently! Again, it's one of my favorite memories growing up - Dad coming in smelling like grass, gas, and sweat. I used to mow with him at both of my grandma's houses growing up, and now that smell reminds me of them as well. I still love that smell - Brett should bottle it...<br />
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What will my kid's favorite smells be? I'm not sure... I actually have a worry that ours will be that neighbor's house that smells funky most of the time. I kind of have a phobia about that.<br />
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<br />Katie Gronemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12345193826923955870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312825757970800792.post-28999052743505896362018-09-08T22:07:00.000-06:002018-09-10T23:16:42.283-06:002018.09.08 Day #8 - The Year of Hikes!I made a goal that I would hike to the top of Timpanogos this year. In an effort to get prepped a bit, to spend time with my awesome family, and to see some new things in the great outdoors, I set up some other hikes for over the year. Here's the lineup!<br />
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#1. Moonshine Arch - Near Vernal<br />
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#2 Timpanogos Cave - Always a fun favorite!<br />
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#4 The Neighborhood Exercise Path... Yeah... wasn't really a hike, but you know...<br />
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#7 Backpacking to Island Lake for our 10th Anniversary<br />
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#9 Silver Lake<br />
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#10 Timpanogos Peak! Completed TODAY!!!<br />
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I don't know if I'm done for the year (probably not since we just bought another backpacking backpack)... but I made it to my goal! And I frankly didn't realize how many hikes we did until I started listing them like this!<br />
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I'm grateful to my family for making it more fun and possible! Couldn't have done it without you!<br />
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<br />Katie Gronemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12345193826923955870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312825757970800792.post-91219390188267022462018-09-08T21:31:00.001-06:002018-09-10T23:16:55.612-06:002019.09.07 Day #7 - Peter, the Lost BoyWe set up a little babysitting co-op a couple of years ago with another couple. Later we added another couple and we swap different weeks either making dinner for kids and entertaining them or being the couple who gets to go out on a date.<br />
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While watching 3 extra little boys tonight, suddenly there were only 2 extra little boys. They were all playing outside... I was making cookies... Brett was out there weeding and checking on kids intermittently, and boom... Peter was gone!<br />
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We searched our street. We looked in backyards. We talked to neighbor kids who were outside, and though they were willing, they weren't much help. I drove around to neighboring streets... could not see him! Keep in mind this kid just turned 3 is very, very quiet, and doesn't know us super well. He could have been standing behind a bush with me calling for him and I'd never know!!!<br />
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I called his mom - I told her what happened - date night ruined! And they hadn't had one in a long time to top it off! They were on their way home, as I searched the streets again. I went past his house again, and this time I saw his awesome neighbor outside, and I just knew she had found him! He had walked home! A 3-year-old! From an unfamiliar house to his own street, crossing at least one, possibly 2 roads.<br />
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I felt the gauntlet of emotions, let me tell you! Anxiety, fear, frustration at my own stupidity, anxiety again, and again... then joy when I saw that he was found!<br />
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Heavenly Father must feel even more joy when he sees a neighbor finding one of his lost children! And then tries to tell us to stay close to him from then on!<br />
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We feel so so sorry! I certainly hope that if we are trusted again, that they know we have learned our lesson! We will keep an eagle's eye on that kiddo and stick to him like glue!<br />
<br />Katie Gronemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12345193826923955870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312825757970800792.post-5887562465544137882018-09-06T21:21:00.002-06:002018-09-10T23:17:04.329-06:002018.09.06 Day #6 - I can't say no!I have a problem with saying no.<br />
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Most people might have a similar problem - and usually, they're thinking about saying no to the PTA President, the RS President, or some other external source of "stuff needing to be done."</div>
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My problem is in saying no to myself... I pretty consistently think I can do more than I really can.</div>
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Can I get that afghan made in 6 months? Sure!</div>
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Can I renovate my laundry room in 6 weeks? Sure!</div>
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Can I refinish a dining room table? Sure!</div>
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Can I fix my squeaky Maytag dryer all by myself? Sure!</div>
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Can I exercise 5 days a week? Sure!</div>
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Can I make healthy meals 24/7? Sure!</div>
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Can I bottle all the peaches, pears, and tomatoes in a 3 day period? Sure!</div>
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Can I go on a hike every week during the summer? Sure!</div>
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Can I take a part-time job teaching for BYU-I online? Sure!</div>
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Can I learn Java? Sure!</div>
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Can I sign my kids up for fun stuff and get them there on time with a smile on their face? Sure!</div>
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Can I run on 6 hours of sleep a night for the last 6 months? Absolutely!</div>
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I should probably learn to say no to myself or stop whining about it.</div>
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Katie Gronemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12345193826923955870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312825757970800792.post-13568828463745682302018-09-05T12:12:00.001-06:002018-09-10T23:17:12.107-06:002018.09.05 Day #5 - CriticsIsn't it funny that no matter how many nice things people have to say about you, it's the criticism that sticks? I've heard that you should try to say 4-5 good things or strengths about someone to every 1 criticism. Today I read through some teacher evaluations from BYU-I where I work as an online instructor. Usually, I've had pretty good reviews, and maybe one more negative one (out of 40+ students, I'd call that good!). Last semester just seemed weird to me. I had several students just stop working the last few weeks of the semester... I don't know what was going on with most of them. But just overall I had this bimodal thing going on all semester... I had a bunch of A students and then this bump of C students... it was weird. So I guess I shouldn't have been too surprised that the evaluations were going to be less than glowing this go around even though I don't think I did anything very much different. The problem with negative criticism at the end of a course evaluation is that I have no time to fix anything - it's over! I can't make something less confusing for that student because they're gone now! I can do some generic stuff to improve, I guess... but they don't give very helpful suggestions even... just things like, "I hated this class!"<br />
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But then I forget that the vast majority of my students really like my style and my class. It's really hard to remember that I can't please everyone, and not to take it too personally.<br />
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I'd like to think that I'm the type of person who can take some critique and learn from it, and not make all sorts of justifications. But in the end, I can only do what I know how to do, and what I've heard good things about.<br />
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This whole idea also makes me think about my interactions with my kids (and my students). Do I try to make sure that I give a lot of positive feedback before I insert a negative? Does that negative comment come from a place of trying to love/help, or is it just the first thing that pops into my head to say?<br />
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Question to the void... How do you keep critiques from making you feel horrible? How do you know which things really do need to be addressed, and which they just need to deal with because it's hard, but good for them in the end?!<br />
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Ok done...<br />
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<br />Katie Gronemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12345193826923955870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312825757970800792.post-9418707362136438062018-09-02T20:57:00.000-06:002018-09-05T15:54:14.505-06:002018.09.02 Day #4 - Best Photos of the Week<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Another awesome thing my niece, Mikayla, does, is throw out some great pictures with "one-word" captions... I'm pretty sure I will not be able to do one-word captions... but I can certainly shoot for "one-phrase!"<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">She's been having a rough week with recess at school for some reason... so we did a Mommy/Daughter date to the pool... clearly her choice, not mine!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The beet that ate the shirt that matches Calvin's shorts... No, no... I never did have a shirt that matched those shorts.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Calvin has an uncanny ability to help with canning.</td></tr>
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Katie Gronemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12345193826923955870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312825757970800792.post-86316415088425954192018-09-01T23:13:00.001-06:002018-09-01T23:13:23.948-06:002018.09.01 Day #3 - Growing Pains<p dir="ltr">I realize that there are a bunch of flaws in this plan, but why oh why can't babies just come with all their teeth? In utero they don't have stuffy noses that turn quickly into croup... And they can't cry, "Mouth! Owie!" Or "Owie teeth!" (Yes she's that specific in her vocab!) Jane seems to be particularly sensitive to teething pain and I swear it lasts for at least a few weeks for each tooth (they rarely come in pairs at the same time). So tonight's journal entry comes from Jane's bedroom where I'm rocking her more upright so that she can drain that poor nose of hers.</p>
<p dir="ltr">Lindy and Calvin have different growing pains... They are learning about how things change as you get older. More is expected... More is required... But they haven't quite connected those expectations to the greater privileges that go along with them. Lindy spent the day "working" at Grandma Reesa's today, "helping" after Papa Phil's recent back surgery. Mostly it was to give us a little break from each other (these first weeks back at school have been rough!). And also to show her that family members have chores and work to do to keep a house functioning - she's not the only one in the world being asked to make her bed in the morning - and I'm not the only person who requires these things of her kids!</p>
<p dir="ltr">Calvin is learning that different families have different rules and that can be tricky to figure out sometimes! He's also slowly learning that we can't go back in time to fix everything just the way he wanted it... We can try do overs, redos, and begin again, but I haven't figured out how to actually go back in time <u>despite</u> all his melting down. Life is hard, Bud!</p>
<p dir="ltr">Brett and I are trying to learn some new skills which has some amount of growing pain as well. I'm trying my hand at renovating our laundry room (building shelves, a counter, some cabinets)... It takes me forever to do simple things like draw a level line around the room! We're also trying to learn how to program in Java... We're going to make some pretty awesome stuff someday! Add to that our canning, yard stuff, regular work, kids, and so forth and we're learning a similar lesson to Calvin... Not only can we not go back in time, we can't add more time to the day...</p>
<p dir="ltr">Well, cross your fingers that I can lay Jane down now and that she'll actually sleep longer than an hour at a time tonight!<br><br></p>
Katie Gronemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12345193826923955870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312825757970800792.post-82101437761384098162018-08-31T22:35:00.002-06:002018-08-31T22:35:20.338-06:002018.08.31 - Day#2 - VisionVision...<br />
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During Stake Conference recently, the visiting general authority asked us what our "vision" was for ministering. To me, it looks like friendship. It looks like taking the time to get to know someone well enough that you get a sense for what they like, what they do, what they need, etc. The Stake President applied D&C 4 (the "missionary" section) to ministering - we need to thrust in our sickles, use all our heart, mind, and might in this work. I really liked that comparison.<br />
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The Stake President's wife also spoke briefly about her "vision" of ministering, and really focused on that word in particular. What is a vision? To her, it is to try to see from the beginning to the end. To appreciate the goal! This reminds me of having an eye single to the glory of God - having His "vision."<br />
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I've thought about this concept beyond ministering. What is my vision for my family? Businesses frequently have "vision statements." What would ours be? I've talked to some of my high-school-aged nieces and nephews a bit about their "five-year-plans." But hearing about their plans for college and work really made me think about my 5-year plan... I don't really have "career" goals within these next 5 years. Of course, there are Brett's career goals, but I can't do much about those. So my vision focuses on my family. If I could see inside my home 5 years in the future, what would I see if things continue as they are now? Is that what I want? What is it that I <b><i>do</i></b> want? What can I change/do now to get to that "vision."<br />
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Without too much embarrassing detail, I know that where we are now is not where I want to be in 5 years.<br />
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Don't get me wrong! My marriage is great! Could we use some more time/money for dates? SURE!<br />
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My relationship with my kids... um... yeah... not as great. I frequently compare myself to all the "super moms" that I en"vision" doing everything right in every situation. Their kids never talk back, are eager to please, and always want to stop what they're doing and cheerfully do a chore. Those kids give their moms time to exercise and meal plan (which is why they feel comfortable wearing yoga pants and tank tops everywhere they go). And speaking of meal plans, those kids must like to eat healthy food and never turn their noses up at something. They never scream for more screentime or complain about not knowing when someone is going to invite them over to their house, or hate everything about everything (for 30 minutes, and then be just fine for another 30 minutes before exploding about something different). The vision I have for their lives is so different from the one I feel like I'm living.<br />
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So what's my vision...<br />
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Everyone wants to be home. I still love going home - I still like being the kid at my parent's house. I want my kids to want to come home. I want them to want to play with each other more than with anyone else. I want them to treasure time playing, talking, singing, laughing. I want them to tell me when something is bothering them. I want them to sit at the bottom of my bed and tell me something amazing from their day. I want them to tell me about some insight they had in the scriptures. I want them to teach me some cool new thing that I never learned when I was in school. I want them to <b>want</b> to help each other - to be each other's best friends. I want them to love hanging out in the backyard, swinging, giggling, maybe playing with a dog (shhhh... don't tell Brett I have a dog in my vision... a sweet-tempered border collie of course).<br />
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Some days I catch a glimpse of my vision, but right now it seems very blurry and unattainable. One of my hopes for this blog is that I'll document more of the positive, progressive steps that I sure hope are happening but have a hard time seeing at the moment.<br />
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Katie Gronemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12345193826923955870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312825757970800792.post-53402133837802589372018-08-30T14:57:00.000-06:002018-09-01T22:45:47.838-06:002018.08.30 Day #1 - PoetryMy niece, Mikayla recently challenged herself to write something every day. Unlike her, I don't particularly enjoy writing, but I do think journalling is important. So I'm revamping my efforts on the blog! It may be short, but I'm going to try to follow suit. <div>
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Another thing Mik excels at is writing poetry. I admit I don't know the rules. I don't know the format. I don't really know how to "do" it. But I've been thinking poetical thoughts lately for some reason, and I need a place to write it down. So here goes nothin'...</div>
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Canning</h3>
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To every season - it is certainly true,</div>
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It seems there's always canning to do.</div>
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Winter - Jars are cleaned, stacked, and organized</div>
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Spring - You must prune, plant, and fertilize</div>
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Summer - Weed, water, don't forget to pesticize</div>
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Fall - Pick, sort, wash, peel, slice, then pressurize</div>
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I didn't realize canning was always on mom's "To Do."</div>
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I call her often when I need a clue,</div>
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Is this tradition something worth carrying through?</div>
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Will my children take pride in filled jars too?</div>
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Katie Gronemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12345193826923955870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312825757970800792.post-40185921095234360812014-12-01T21:51:00.000-07:002014-12-02T07:53:50.072-07:00Peanut Allergy Treatment - Day Zero<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I say day zero, because while we went to the clinic today, we didn't actually start the treatment. Today was an education day to prepare for the rare opportunity we are about to experience in treating our daughter for her allergy. </span><br />
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<i><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">It terrifies me. </span></i><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Having a child who is 14 years old, you'd expect that she can (in theory) understand their medical conditions, and begin to grasp an assessment of risk and consequences in their lives. The problem is that my daughter is not 14. She's three. I mean, for goodness sake, she's still potty training. She loves trains and the garbage truck. She likes to color pictures with markers. She thinks that every meal should involve chicken nuggets (Okay, so do I, but I can at least practice some self-restraint for both of us at least on that front). Oh, she can parrot to us very well that she can't have any peanuts because they will "Make [her] sick." But put a peanut butter cookie down in front of her, and she'll have no idea that this cookie could send a reaction through her little body that could swell her throat shut as she is gasping for air and end up killing her after the terror of it all. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Oh yeah, apologies for the stark description - but that's the fear I have for her every time we drop her off at someone's house to be babysat. That's the fear I have when I see some neighborhood toddler at the park suddenly hand her some of his snacks to eat. And as she's grown up to all of the maturity inherent in a 3 year old, and begins to play with friends more, I'm realizing that tomorrow she'll be starting kindergarten, and the next day will be Halloween at school, and Christmas parties, as well as Valentines day treat exchanges, and friend parties and, oh yeah, sitting at the lunch room table. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Each one of those is a game of Russian roulette. Eventually, luck will run out.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">We've been to an allergist. She's done the back scratch test. She's done lab work. Without getting into the details, we've been told in no uncertain terms that she is to absolutely stay away from peanuts. No peanuts in the house. No peanuts anywhere around her wherever she is. Epi-pen on her at all times. Or, as our previous allergist's clinical note says in the last item under "Plan":</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">My sister was watching the news a while ago and saw a news story on an allergist here in Utah who is doing something different with his patients. She sent me a link to the news story.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">He is TREATING patients for their allergy. He is having great success at taking kids who have been severely or anaphylactically allergic to foods, and giving them the very thing they are allergic to (in small, controlled, but increasing doses under close supervision) in order to desensitize them to it, and remove the danger. There are kids who previously have been emergently hospitalized and unable to breathe due to peanuts, who are now eating them by the handful without a problem. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Today, Monday, I met Dr. Douglas Jones, of the Rocky Mountain Allergy clinic in Layton, Utah. I feel incredibly lucky to have this clinic close by (about a 1 hour drive away for us). There have been people who have moved here from Hawaii and Australia to get the opportunity to do this treatment. He's the only one in the Rocky Mountain West who is doing this -- who has made the effort to plan, design, and make this treatment happen. And he's already having incredible success rates even in the relatively short time he's been doing it. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I am absolutely thrilled that we have this chance to do this!</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00096667328852320285noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312825757970800792.post-77868711638899866682014-02-16T15:31:00.002-07:002014-02-16T15:31:45.252-07:00Calvin's "Natural" Birth StoryRelatively short version:<br />
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Elective induction set for 39 weeks (I was ready to be un-pregnant). However, unlike most inducees I wanted a drug free delivery (this is your fault Kristin)... Brett wanted a pain free delivery... we got a little bit of both... read on.<br />
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2:00pm Started pitocin - dilated to a "2, almost 3cm"<br />
3:00pm Watching Sherlock on Netflix<br />
5:00pm Water broken "3cm+ 90% effaced"<br />
5:30pm Stopped watching Sherlock<br />
7:00pm "4cm, 90% effaced, 0 station"<br />
7:30pm Baby's heart rate dropping with each contraction - put on oxygen<br />
8:oopm Turned off pitocin to give baby a "break" - continued contracting on my own however, and baby's heart rate came back up. My Mom came.<br />
9:00pm "5cm, very ripe"<br />
9-9:30pm Contractions getting to be too much... I thought I still had at least a couple hours of labor left.<br />
9:30pm Called for the epidural.<br />
9:45pm Epidural in place, but wow! Time to push! Like right now! This baby will wait for no one! (Epidural takes about 10 min. to take effect)<br />
9:48pm Baby boy delivered!<br />
9:55pm Epidural starts working and I can't feel the stitches or the nurse sitting on my stomach to clamp everything down.<br />
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So I had a natural delivery with an epidural for the after stuff. Yay! If only they had checked me one last time before they started working on the epidural... then we wouldn't have to pay for an anesthetist... oh well.<br />
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Brett's sister asked me if Brett was a good birthing coach and I said no... but really that's not fair. He questioned why I'd want to go "natural" when there's such a beautiful thing as an epidural. But he supported my decision nonetheless. We weren't one of those couples who practiced breathing together or really prepared for this, so in that way he wasn't much of a "coach." Brett didn't want to see me in pain and so he'd occassionally say, "It's okay to get the epidural, if you want... just sayin'." Stuff like that. But he was a great supporter, both literally and figuratively. He helped me when I needed it with some counter-pressure on my knees and hips (we had a great nurse who gave us some last minute tricks, that really helped). He was the one who physically picked me up and got me into a laying position when I froze during the pushing stage. I could not move. They told me to lay down, but I couldn't pick myself up from the edge of the bed where they were putting in the epidural. Brett was also the one to run grab my mom from the waiting area. She stepped out during the epidural procedure (she didn't think she could handle the needles, but handled the rest of it okay... weird). When the pushing urge began, all I could say were one word sentences. "Pushing!" "Help!" "Mom!" When Brett heard "Mom" he realized she wasn't there and ran out to get her just in time. I told Brett it was like an "out of body experience" - my brain could do nothing - my body totally took over. It was a really weird experience for me. Interesting also that at that point there really was no pain, just this crazily strong urge to push with each contraction. Once I was in place they checked me one more time. I heard the nurse say, "Oh, he's right there!" Then about 3 pushes later he was here.<br />
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This was probably a once in a lifetime event for me. Although know that I know that the hard part is only going to last about an hour... maybe I could do it again...<br />
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Brett's still voting for pain free in the future - and I can now say, "I did it once... I know I can... Sure I'll relax this time!"<br />
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<br />Katie Gronemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12345193826923955870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312825757970800792.post-43086401658758568652013-11-26T19:57:00.001-07:002013-11-26T19:57:49.366-07:00Thanksgiving Prep 2013We've had a lot of fun getting ready for Thanksgiving this year - here's what Lindy and I have been up to during November...<br />
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For this turkey she painted the plates and feathers, I assembled the face, and she used her hand prints for turkey feet. When everything was dry I asked her what she was thankful for. The first thing she said was, "Jesus." Then she started looking around and said anything that was within sight. She only needed a little prompting to say Daddy and Mommy...<br />
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We've been coloring a lot of turkeys - she likes having her hands traced, it's one of the best parts! She's impressed me with her coloring abilities. This is the first time that she's really drawn in a space, trying to make it solid color and staying almost inside the lines. Then she started adding extra color to the sky to this one which I call, "Turkeys at Sunset" - if she becomes a famous artist, I think this is her first official piece... could be worth millions.<br />
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We've been spending a lot of time talking about gratitude and being thankful for FHE. One of our activities was to fill in this outlined person with things about our bodies that we are thankful for (doing sharing time has made my FHEs much easier to plan!). So we went through the 2nd verse of "My Heavenly Father Loves Me" and filled in the person. Then we added things from the first verse, and a bunch of other random things that Lindy is thankful for. She colored in some of it and has continued working on it on the floor over the last few weeks. It's even scarier looking now with crazy colored teeth, stickers, and scribbles all over. Prominently to the dude's right is a windmill - she loves the windmills that we see any time we head north on Redwood or out to Highland.<br />
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Our library does a story time, which we've only been to a couple times, but hope to go more often. This last time Miss Betsy gave the kids the makings for a "turkey hat" which we made when we got home. Lindy liked putting it together, but got a little nervous to see herself in the mirror when it was all finished. She only wore it for a couple pictures... apparently not being a hat person is genetic.<br />
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For our last FHE (actually with G&G Groneman - and Auntie Buffalo) she painted a cornucopia and all the fruits and veggies to go in to it. We each had to think of something we were thankful for, and how to show that we are thankful for it. Lindy wasn't so great at thinking of how to show her gratitude, but it was definitely cute when she said, "Thankful for Buff!" and gave her hugs - so I guess that counts as a way of showing it.</div>
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We changed the lyrics a bit from what I learned as a kid... but here's "There's a Great Big Turkey" Lindy style...<br />
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Lindy is really excited for Thanksgiving. For the last handful of days she has said, "Thanksgiving is ready!" or "Let's go to Thanksgiving!", and she's sad that she has to wait a few more days... hope she's not disappointed! We are sad Brett has to work this Thanksgiving, but are excited that he's off for Christmas.Katie Gronemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12345193826923955870noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312825757970800792.post-29251936531558143752013-04-08T12:43:00.000-06:002013-04-08T12:43:15.811-06:00Lindy's 2nd BirthdayMy girl is 2 - craziness! She's still in a fun stage, minus the obstinate, stubborn parts. She still doesn't eat much of a variety and Gerber raviolis are still her favorite food. She loves to sing and dance and is really in to Winnie the Pooh these days. This morning it was raining and she burst in to "And the rain, rain, rain, came down, down, down, in rushing, rising rivulets. And the river crept out of it's bed and crept right in to Piglet's!" Of course, how she says it is, "Rain, rain, rain, dam, dam, dam, rushing, rushing, Piglets!" Once again, I have to explain that she's not swearing, she's just not saying things right...<br />
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We only had a few presents for her - I'm all about low expectations :)... but she loved them. I made her second year scrap book (photo book from Shutterfly), and she got a new puzzle. I've had these wrapped and on the table for a few weeks and she's been so good not to bother them. She knew they were presents and I told her she couldn't open them until her birthday. As it approached I would say, "It's almost your birthday!" then she would point at the small pile and say, "Presents!" - so I know she knew they were for her birthday, but she was awesomely patient in not getting to open them. The morning of her birthday she was very happy to finally be able to get them down and rip them open. <br />
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During the first session of conference on Sunday Brett set up the toddler bed we got for free from a friend (yay for free stuff). Lindy loved it! A little too much, I think. She played on that bed for almost the entire 2 hours of conference, or climbing on Brett while he set it up. She grabbed a bunch of her blankies from her crib and "snuggled" with them on the new bed and went to "sleep" complete with fake snoring. We tried to have her in it last night, she wanted to sleep in "little Lindy bed," but when push came to shove she kept climbing out, and back to the crib she went. But I'm glad she likes it, and definitely isn't afraid of it. The problem is going to be getting out and reading books all night...<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My brother-in-law Justin made us these shirts for Christmas last year - mine was dirty, so I couldn't join in the multi-colored fun, but I think these two look cute when they match.</td></tr>
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We spent Saturday's conference day with Brett's family and she got completely spoiled by her Grandma Marilyn. Lots of fun toys and a blow-up pool for the summer - we will really enjoy that, I'm sure! But of course, her favorite part of the gift was the huge bag it all came in, and she had to be in it. I think she's part cat - she likes to be in small boxes, bags, buckets, etc.<br />
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On Sunday we went to my parent's for afternoon conference. I made a Pooh Bear carrot cake with cream cheese frosting. The frosting was a little melty... but it was more tasty than most frostings in my opinion. I'm not a fancy cake decorator (although I think it would be fun to learn), but this cake didn't take forever and I think Lindy liked it, although she didn't seem to recognize it as Winnie the Pooh, she thought it was a "smiley face" but that works too.<br />
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Instead of singing the birthday song she wanted us to sing the Winnie the Pooh song the whole time...<br />
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Katie Gronemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12345193826923955870noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312825757970800792.post-88639283709450202972013-03-23T21:30:00.002-06:002013-03-23T21:36:59.407-06:00Yard Projects: One Year House AnniversaryWe've lived here for almost a year - holy cow! While we've done a lot to improve the yard, there's still tons to do. I had some fun with "paint" to outline for you some of the projects and ideas that we have. Most of them are way cooler in my head, but this is a good starting point. Any ideas are welcome - though don't be offended if we don't choose yours :).<br />
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These are some shots of the house before we did very much. You'll notice less grass, lots of weeds, rocks in weird places, etc.<br />
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Here you can see some of the progress we made last year, and some of our plans are documented. Wish we could win the lottery, and pay for everything we want to do... (sorry the writing is kind of tiny and hard to read on some of the pictures, and there's typos... oh well). <br />
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Despite the huge amount of work that the yard requires (if we want it to be awesome!), it's really been a lot of fun to work out there with Brett. We've planned out what we want to do, where we want to plant things, etc. It's nice to have a hobby we both enjoy. He does a lot of the grunt "Man" labor and I do a lot of the planting and watering. And we both enjoyed the harvest last year, and this year should be 10X better given the amount of manure and organic matter we've tilled into the garden - plus we've been able to get started on it even earlier since we're not dealing with moving into the house like we did last year.<br />
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Even Lindy has enjoyed getting out there this year "digging the dirt with a shovel" as she says it. She helped me plant my beets. And she loves rides in the wheel barrow ("wheel-barrah"... she has an accent sometimes), while Daddy pushes her. She likes taking rides in the bucket as well. Spoiled girl.<br />
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Already we've torn out that railroad tie wall and made grow boxes out of the planks - progress!<br />
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<br />Katie Gronemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12345193826923955870noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312825757970800792.post-58444135071819319682013-02-21T12:29:00.001-07:002013-02-21T12:29:35.359-07:00What you do today?Lindy has really gotten in to playing and imagining lately. She needs a little help from us to get started, but once she gets going she's hard to stop. This is one of my favorite conversations I hear her saying almost every day. I think she got it from <a class="g-profile" href="http://plus.google.com/109058607668823275622" target="_blank">+Brett Groneman</a> asking her these questions when he gets home from work and from when she wakes up in the morning. I don't know what anyone else thinks, but I think she's hilarious and cute.<br />
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<br />Katie Gronemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12345193826923955870noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312825757970800792.post-83907268098387188612012-11-10T12:50:00.000-07:002012-11-10T12:50:18.855-07:00Our SongbirdLindy loves to sing. She constantly hums "Nic Nac Patty Wak" (she's never seen Barney, so I know it's not that version) and continues to lead the music at church and to the songs played by any toy. Her first single was "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star" which she started humming around 14 months. Now she's throwing words in, which is really fun, and several times a day she will sing, "Morrow!" or "Daddy!" and I know that means she wants me to sing "Tomorrow" or "When Daddy Comes Home" respectively. Unfortunately she doesn't say the "w" sound, but inserts a "b" sound instead, which is why way sounds like bay, and what sounds like... <br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><u><b>"When Daddy Comes Home"</b></u></span></div>
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Unfortunately Brett hasn't seen her for the last 2 days, and might not for the next 2 days that he's working. She is still asleep at 5:15am when he leaves and goes to bed before he gets home around 7:15pm. <br />
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<u><b><span style="font-size: large;">"Rubber Duckie"</span></b></u></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Sorry about the wardrobe, but ther<span style="font-size: small;">e's no other place suitable to singing this particular song.</span></span><br />
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We learned this on in the car last night. About 10 min. of singing it over and over and she's got the tune and the ending words.<br />
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I think she's pretty talented for a 19 month old!Katie Gronemanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12345193826923955870noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5312825757970800792.post-65218020510114710922012-10-29T11:41:00.000-06:002012-10-29T11:41:06.122-06:00Happy Halloween 2012!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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She wouldn't wear her piglet hood to the ward party the other night, but she wanted it while we were getting ready to go to the park yesterday. The other kids left after we got there... maybe piglet is a little more scary than I thought. First time saying "bork" (work) and "noose" (nurse).<br />
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Singing one of my Halloween songs from childhood. The end is her "Dracula laugh - ah, ha, ha!" Lyrics for those of you who don't know this one...<br />
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Stirring and stirring and stirring my brew!</div>
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Oooo-oooo.... Oooo-oooo</div>
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Tiptoe, tiptoe, <span style="font-size: x-small;">tiptoe</span>, <span style="font-size: xx-small;">tiptoe</span>...</div>
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In case we don't see you on Wednesday, Happy Halloween!</div>
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