A Sweetness that Words Cannot Describe

Okay...So I had a whole cute video of Zion and Cy eating their first "meal" of cut up bits of bologna, mac and cheese, peaches and peas. They were sitting in their high chairs for the first time together and Stone was helping to feed them. Cy was enjoying her food immensely...by the fist full I might add. I do believe she might take after her mother...lol. Zion on the other hand was not as pleased to be eating. This was the scene you would have been seeing to go along with the below Blog but.. I accidentally deleted it and so I will share second best...

I have enjoyed and still enjoy watching my beautiful children hit all their milestones of life. Some are more difficult than others but in their own right all are important and are worthy of taking in.

Babies are always fun to watch as life is uncharted territory and they are just explorers soaking it all in. I have found my own uncharted territory as I watch my twins move along in this world. I can not figure out if I had just been flying on auto pilot as a mom...which I am sure is quite easy to do by the third child or if the difficulty of bringing child four and five into this world caused an appreciation for these specific children in general. Do not get me wrong...I am no less appreciative for any of my children...it is just that at times when things are given so easily sometimes you don't realize the special nature of the gift that you have actually received...but when you work for something...I mean really fight for it...when it comes the whole experience just seems a bit sweeter.

This is what I am experiencing with my twins a sweetness that words cannot describe. I also know that these precious Spirits were part of the equation which was and now is the Mitchell Family and it could be that we or I just never felt complete until their arrival and now I am able to relax and enjoy the ride. (Yeah...you heard it here first...I do believe we are done having children...someone grab me the Kleenex as I may have tears of sorrow followed quickly by tears of joy) I believe in my heart it is a combination of all of these things.

With that being said...I love being a mother of twins! I love watching them grow into their own distinct personalities. I enjoy watching them interact and communicate in a way I will never understand. I love watching them calm each other in a way that I can only compair to that of a mothers touch. I enjoy watching Cy steamroll her brother for anything he has in his possession at the time...most time using her butt as her greatest asset to keep him from being able to grab back. I enjoy that Cy cannot cry without upsetting Zion as he seems to become upset simply by watching his sister be upset.

This whole twin thing is like my own Sociology experiment right here in my own home... Hey do you think Utah State would give me 6 credits for that? I believe that would SO qualify for my Race, Class, Gender Class...but Advanced Social Statistics...I doubt it! (Although...What are the chances that I can go to the grocery store and buy all the things I need and still have enough money left over to get a frosty on the way home?) We may have a snowballs chance in Arizona. (I threw that one in there just for you today Amy...as a special congrats on your 5K best time ever!)

Happy Birthday to Jason

Jason...I am and was very aware of your birthday on the actual day. I know you did not receive a call from me or my family as I will claim loser status for the year :)

I have no fun pictures to show off of you as I am sure you read from April's birthday blog day we have stored our hard drive away and it might as well be dead to me. Unless of course Mitchell actually decides to show me how to retrieve them for use one day I am sure it is probably a pretty easy process once all is said and done!

I wanted to share with you some of my favorite memories of you and I. I know that most people know the Jason side of you that you want them to see which is the hard ass, stubborn, tell it like "you" see it type of person who is slow to give anyone a break and don't get me wrong I have seen that person rear his ugly head at times but I (wink, wink) know him as your alter ego Jasonstein....lol!

The Jason that I know is one of my favorite people on this planet...He is the Jason that I was first introduced to when we left the protective nest of home. I was in Logan, UT and you were in Rexburg, ID. We spent many weekends together just hanging out, playing games and being friends. I remember one time I had motioned that I had never received roses and for my birthday you sent me 21 hand drawn roses individually cut out and colored in different colored pens...they must have taken you hours/days. I still have them! They are precious to me. I actually do think of them quite often and smile...It is a reminder to me that I am loved and that I am special...at least to my brother Jason :) lol.

You and your wife sacrificed and took our kids last year during my hospital stay and during Mitchell's illness. I know that having seven kids under the age of eight was not easy for you and definitely not for your wife Michelle but with love and faith you took them and without care or concern for your mental health or well being and it was the greatest gift of love and sacrifice we could have asked for. I knew that they were being loved and taken care of and that the kids were having a good time with their cousins which meant that their mental heath was intact and they were not worried about the situation with Mom and Dad which was a HUGE deal for me as they were basically without us for weeks upon end. Thank you cannot even begin to say with enough gratitude the feelings in my heart for that time when you were there for me.

My last favorite memory that I will share is when you stayed at our home while looking for a house. I know that sucked being away from your family but I loved it! It was too fun having someone to hang out with to talk with like old times to cook for like you actually ate when you were kids and actually appreciate to the fullest "Moms" cooking. Who is like you because you grew up doing the same things. You forget when you have been married for so long that you had to learn to compromise to be like this person and that when you grew up you were already like your siblings and living with you again reminded me that it is me that is normal and Mitchell that is really the crazy one...I knew that when we first got married but I forgot...lol :)

Happy 33 Jason...I love you !

BTW: Will you please update your Blog I am so damn bored of looking at that horse of a dog...I want to see updates of the kids too...Lazy bastard!

~Linda, Megan, Daniel, Mitchell and Lisa~

~3 Joys~

*Being at home with my Husband and Children gathered around doing absolutely nothing but talking, eating, watching TV or movies and sharing each others company.

* Being at the Beach on Vacation...Smelling the salt water, hearing the crashing of the waves, feeling the dry boardwalk give way to the hot sand which eventually ends in the cool, crisp refreshment of the water crashing over my toes. Knowing I don't have to go home any time soon. Enjoying my yummy boardwalk treat @ night after dinner as I watch all the people walk by (people watching is one of my favorite things to do!) Spending the week with my whole family...brothers, sister, aunts, uncles, grandparents, cousins, nieces and nephews. In this large, busy world it is way too long between visits for us all and the beach trip is my opportunity to reconnect and a joy to watch my children form friendships and memories with their family members they would otherwise barely know.

*Swimming in a pool for miles with only my thoughts to keep me company. Walking while listening to my Ipod to drowned out the rest of the world. I guess the theme would be pushing my body to its limits...making it hurt....and doing so while making the noise of the world go away. The Athlete in me will never go away....nor do I want her to....she is what keeps me sane in this insanity called life. If there is anything that I am grateful for it is that I found sports...well I thing sports found me. No matter my size I have always been able to be competitive and great at sports...the majority of the time beating many of my "skinny" athletic counterparts. Sports are not only about what looks to be. Which is why I have always loved the equaling factor of them! They are about strength, determination, heart, skill, training and a whole array of other things.

~3 Fears~

*My children being molested, kidnapped, or dying

*My husband dying...I guess I would be okay with him being kidnapped or molested as that doesn't seem to bother me...lol!

*My car plunging off a bridge into water and I would be in the car alone and have to decide which of my children to save. I would have to undo carseats/seatbelts and help children who do not swim or at least not well (although Stone and Phoenix did join the Swim Team this summer) Would I try and save them all? I don't think that would be physically possible to tread water and hold babies and children up in the water...more than likely after much thought about this I have decided that we actually may just all say a prayer and go down together...I know...morbid! but there are so many bridges around here that we must cross to go anywhere...It is just something that I have cant help but think about every once in awhile.

~3 Goals~

*Continue walking 5 days a week, eating more fruits and veggies, reading my scriptures both personally and with the kids, saying my personal and family prayers, FHE weekly, 10 Minutes of Love with each of the kids everyday and Church every Sunday...This is the way I keep myself and my family on the strait and narrow and the closer we are the smoother our house runs. The smoother our house runs the more calm and happy Mommy is...and that is always a good thing!

*Finishing my two classes and graduating from Utah State. I plan on never using my degree because I never plan on returning to work...but if for some reason I get bored after I have sent my children off into this world I may go back to school for my graduate degree to specialize in something that I would really enjoy like counseling or maybe just volunteer my time feeding, holding and loving on babies in the NICU...I think I would REALLY like to do that!

*Continue to prepare to have our Family Sealed in the Temple for Time and all Eternity when Mitchell decides the time is right.

~3 Current Obsessions or Collections~

I took this quote directly from Lorien yet it applies directly to me so I will steal it "Yeah, I do not do collections in any way shape or form, but I am all about obsessions"

*DDR...for those of you who are not hip or who do not have girls running around your home at this moment this stands for Dance, Dance Revolution. I love to compete with anyone who will play with me. I am not very good at it but I am a very competitive person and I enjoy music and dancing and I love playing with my kids...besides they are still little enough to think that playing with me is cool...So for now I will take what I can get!

*Blogging...I cannot decide if I like reading or writing better...I think it depends on my mood and what the Blogger had to say on that day.

*I eat air popped popcorn with a bit of pam sprayed on it so the salt will stick almost everyday and have for almost the past 2-3 years

~3 Random/Surprising Facts~

*TV is one of my favorite things to do. It is like a hobby to me...It relaxes me...It allows me to unwind...It makes me feel an array of emotions that I am not responsible for....It makes me laugh and sometimes giggle uncontrollably...I love TV! I can also watch TV or movies over and over again because I simply cannot remember after a few months/years what it was about and it is like watching a whole new show all over again. It drives my husband crazy because he doesn't like reruns but I think it's great!

*@ 15 I made the Jr. Olympic Time trials for Swimming in both 100 Meter Butterfly and 100 Meter IM.

*I have major sensory issues...I cannot touch certain fabrics, I hate wind in my ears, I hate high pitched noises and dueling noises, I do not like foods not because of the taste but because of its texture, I don't like things too close to my nose or my mouth because it feels like I cant breath, I cant wear socks without shoes, I cant wear shoes on carpet, I don't like my arms stroked, I hate sweaty knees ...Oh I am sure I could continue but I will not for your sakes...lol

Zion's big day @ the Doctor

So we met with the Geneticists yesterday. I was a WRECK! Two migraine pills and a trip to throw up in the bathroom at the Doctors office prior to the appointment and I was ready to go~

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What we do know: Zion definitely has and will have for the rest of his life a facial deformity. It will not get any better and there is nothing that can be done to treat it. It will probably become more pronounced as he grows.

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This deformity is where 1/2 of his face is smaller than the other sides "normal" counterpart. This deformity comes with (most likely) deafness in the one ear, dental/jaw issues on the smaller side...etc.

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We are not sure about his low tone and quite frankly the Doctor didn't seem that concerned about speaking, eating, and other such issues which usually accompanies children with low facial tone. That does concern me but it may just be that some children don't develop issues long term and maybe they wait to see which children have issues and then they start therapy at that point...but that is just my guess.

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He is not sure if this is a neurological issue or not because Zion is giving him "mixed" signals.

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The Doctor measured all parts of his body looking for a slight form of Cerable Palsy but he let us know that at this point Zion is too little to tell and he wants to see him back in three months to remeasure him. He also wanted to start him with Physical Therapy as he is still my little bump on the log while his sister is crawling all over and pulling herself up to the couch and chairs and such. I actually affectionately refer to Zion as my little door stop as that is just what he is at this point. He has started a cute new sound which mimics my kisses sound. So now when I kiss his cheek he returns my kisses with his kiss sound. It is darling!

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So to this point we are where we were and where we are going to be for the next three months. This could just be a facial deformity or it could be something else...they cannot tell us yet.

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I enjoy that they gave me something to do...the Physical Therapy should help to take my mind off the constant state of not knowing anything....at least I would be helping him to move forward and not just sitting still doing nothing and watching it get worst instead of better.

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Thank you all for the thoughts and the prayers! We are doing well and feel a great sense of peace and comfort within the depths of this situation. We are truly grateful for such supportive family and friends.

Sweet Baby Zion James

The Twins, being that they were born @ 29 weeks, are involved in a program called "Child Watch" It is basically where, every 6 months, I take the twins in. There are 6-8 Doctors, with all different specialties, testing Zion and Cy for developmental milestones. They ask me hundreds of questions about each of them, they weigh and measure them, but for the most part they "play" with them for at least 2-3 hours checking everything under the sun (eye contact, how the head turns, if they reach for something, how they reach for it, etc...)

Well during our last visit, they asked us if we had any concerns about him and I spoke up about the fact that he only ever smiles with 1/2 of his mouth and I noticed that his eye on the same side also didn't "smile" with him either. After the normal testing we left with the information that this may be a syndromatic issue (the low tone in one side of his face) but that we were to meet with the Geneticists in 5 weeks. This information made me a bit nervous as I spent the next few days after the visit cleaning out my closets. But I was doing fine...

Then a few weeks later they sent the damn paperwork. In my opinion, as elementary as it is...they might as well have stamped "Mentally Retarded" on the front of the paperwork and sent it to us! Now if this is the case...we will deal with that and it will be okay but I really do believe that there would be a better way to do this. There were words and issues in the paperwork that were never discussed with us personally while at the appointment. When we looked these things up on the Internet the words were all associated with serious "Mental Retardation" which quite frankly is a word I never use and do not like but apparently is on the majority of legitimate syndromic websites, containing the majority of Zion's symptoms. Excuse my stupidity because I am now not sure if the word is an actual medical term (which is why I used it) or just listed on all the websites so as not to down play the serious nature of the illness to which they are referring.

I am sure it goes without saying that it is almost tortuous to give someone this information and then make them wait weeks to see the Geneticists and more than likely they will only drawl blood and then make you wait for many more weeks before actually giving you some real information.

Zion's Physical Exam stated:
Facial dysmorphism, long thin face, small jaw, left hemifacial microsomia
Jaw/mouth: low tone with open mouth, tongue protruding, left lower
Extremities: from all extremeties, some decreased truncal tone.

Neurodevelopmental Exam:
Nasal stiffness, drooling, "sloppy"eater, low tone trunk, chin/jaw. Facial assymmetry.

Neurologic Exam:
All Protective Reactions absent except lateral protective.

Summary:
Truncal hypotonia, left facial hypotonia, left henifacial microsomia, dysmorphism.


They also had many good things to say about him and there are many area's which he is progressing quite nicely! But for all of those who want the "real" deal there it is just the way that we saw it....in black and white.

With all that being said you are now caught up to date on what is the major deal in our home now-a-days.







My sweet Zion James...I found myself watching him more intently, playing with him a bit longer, holding him closer, and kissing him more frequently than the rest...just for today.

My instincts seem to be a last minute attempt to live in innocence prior to that being ripped from our grasp...as I know we will never again be the same.

Do we know for absolute sure it is coming?...no. Do I feel the sweet, soft, whisperings of the Spirit that it is coming?...yes.

Am I okay with that...absolutely! He is my son...the massive undertaking it was to bring him here to our family, at this time, and with his dear sister was not a mere coincidence. It was part of a plan to which we all agreed to long ago and I do believe that this earthly body which was created especially to house his sweet spirit was also agreed to long ago.

Will there be mourning...yes. I am sure on more levels than imaginable...which is why I long for innocence for just awhile longer!

Things that are meant to be eternal in nature are too often scoffed at and ridiculed through life. That is this sad world's reality...but I must work harder and faster to fortress my home for all things eternal in nature shall find peace and rest in my home!

"Is That a Frog?"

So what does a bunch of 30 something Delaware Mom's who swore off the high maintenance, often catty nature of most other women, have in common?

Apparently each other!

I have lived 10 years of married life keeping in sporadic contact with friends whom I have known and loved forever! Yet I felt no need to make new friends. As a matter of fact if the subject was even brought up I might have become a bit defensive. I had all that I needed...A husband I loved and was busy trying to make our life better. I had the constant ebb and flow of raising a young family. An extended family network which I can always count on to listen and understand my life with a unique perspective on my personality and its beautiful flaws. I had many lifelong friends just a phone call away if I ever needed them. These were friends who had lived with me through the good, bad and ugly of life. They knew, accepted, and loved me for me no matter what. So again...What did I need new friends for? Just because they lived in close proximity to me...I was fine the way that I was...I didn't need anymore friends...I don't really like people (especially girls) and it takes me years to get to know someone enough to really call them a friend.

So with all that being said I continued to live my life over the past 10 years. Going to church and work...being a friendly person but never feeling the desire to put forth the effort that it would take to make and keep "real" friendships. I had many "friends" but the majority were the ones which come and go with little afterthought.

About two years ago, I meet another friend which I believed would be just like all the others. Little did I know that our lives passed for a reason. I was there to help her heal and it would soon become apparent that she was there to help me live through the roller coaster of pain and triumph my life was about to embark upon. She knows me...I know her...the good the bad and the REALLY ugly! We have spent many hours laughing and crying about a plethora of topics.

It is funny how life sometimes scars. Your defences automatically, subconsciously go up and sometimes, sadly, that which can help you heal is exactly the thing which you so obsessively push out of your life.

Without this one girlfriend to help me restore my faith in other people...to help me restore my faith in myself I would not have been ready to receive the gift of a group of girl friends. The fact is that no matter how ugly the story may actually be at points....that is just the way life is and we are all still worthy of moving on and being unconditionally loved . Even accepted by catty, judgemental women...because even though we as women may sometimes be catty and judgemental we may also be understanding, compassionate and full of love.

So I have made a conscious decision to accept and befriend a few special women. All willing to share their scars and to help each other heal.

It is fun to have other women to hang out with! I actually felt like a teenager last night as we went out. Maybe that is because that was the last time I hung out with 5 other women until 1:30am.

We went out to dinner and then to one of the girls home who literally lives in the depths of the woods. I am pretty sure that it was more "woodsy" than where I grew up spending girls camp. We trudged through the swampy dark woods, past the bullfrog lake, to the fire pit where we made a campfire to roast marshmallows to make Reese's Peanut butter cup Smores (Yummy!) It was darker than dark out there and the stars were brilliant and there were screams of fright.

The majority of us were in flip flops...but in our defence the "camping trip" was not preplanned. We were girls having fun with other girls. Sharing our "real" personalities our "real" stories and not those which just made us look good in the eyes of others. We were there looking for understanding, unconditional love....we were there looking for friendship and I believe that we are beginning to find it!

It is something I never thought that I needed....something I never missed...yet through grace I was given that which I didn't even know that I was in need of. The progression of these relationships are natural so much so that it often scares me and I must talk myself into continuing to progress instead of hiding. I refuse to hide again... because as my dear friends Blog so unbelievably pointed out there are things that love can heal and I do believe that it is doing its job.

Thanks for the giggles girls!

Stone's Special Day

On Tuesday, Stone's Third Grade Class had bring a "Special Person" to school day. Stone picked Phoenix first and when she was not allowed to be taken out of class to attend (per the school...I disagree with that decision, but whatever) he changed to Zion and Cy.

Their current unit is Poetry in Writing. Each child wrote, shared, and presented their Poem to their special person in front of the whole class. (including everyones special people)

I would like to share Stone's with you:

Zap!
I think he is growing
Out of this world
Never weird

Can sit up
Yeah! She can kind of speak!

Stone was so excited to show off his baby brother and sister to his friends and teachers. He was proud to answer their questions, tell people about how he helps take care of them and their likes and dislikes. He was also showering Zion and Cy with tons of hugs and kisses.



The next day...Stone came home with a Thank You card addressed specifically to Zion and Cy with the above picture attached. I think it sums up our outing to Stones class quite nicely (Stone always has been a master of putting feelings into words)

Dear Zion and Cy
Thank you for coming. I feel special because you came!
Love,
Stone"

LCD (Lowest Common Denominator)

As I sit here needed to vent about my day yesterday I don't even know were to begin.

Not wanting to bore you with another one of my Novels but understanding that you either love the details or you are yelling at the screen "Get to the Damn point already!" (Mom..I know this is the real reason you refuse to read my Blog. You are just waiting for Kim to give you the highlights) My poor husband needs someone to call and give him the highlights too, as he would rather die than read through the nitty gritty details. Which is probably why I need to Blog so desperately!

I am someone who believes that the truth of a situation lies in the lowest common denominator. (but I will save that belief for another discussion)

Don't get me wrong...I would love to entertain the masses with my story telling abilities but I also don't really know that I care too much if you are bored by my methods. My reasons are because (A) this really is who I am...someone who enjoys the details not only in my own story but in others stories...I believe that it is there where you truly learn who someone is and why they do what they do (B) this Blog is like a journal to me and I want to actually remember where my head was at when I was raising this crazy band of children.

My Mom sometimes gives me a hard time because she is a very private person and feels that sharing such "intimate" details of ones life in such a public forum is just ludicrous. I am sure there are many who would agree, but I myself believe that it comes down to a trust issue. For me...trust is a huge deal.

In my opinion a friend is someone who has the ability to crush you at any time with the information that they know about you but makes a conscious decision each and everyday not to. The ultimate trust is actually in myself and though it would not be easy...if every one of my "secrets" were screamed on the mountain tops, I trust in myself that I would stand tall knowing that every experience...both great and small made me who I am today and quite frankly...I like me.

(I must posting this picture! No make up...hair pulled back...blazing the sweatshirt...lol)

So though I have skeletons in my closet...I would venture to say we all do. I will just continue to be long winded, tells it like it is...with maybe too much information, trusting that those who I have trusted to be my friends will know that I give you information that you may learn to know me through the details. Because I am more than a summary of my choices. I am more than the things which you can see on the outside. I am more than what I choose to present to you. But with me...if you listen closely...it is always in the details...For me personally...I have found this to be true for everyone else as well!

On a side note...I also believe that this is why I do not enjoy small talk. It bores me. I enjoy getting to know people. If I have already determined that I don't like or trust a certain person based on X,Y, and Z...I don't want to waste my time with idle chatter. I would rather spend my "precious" time/energy away from my family with people who enlighten me who raise me up who offer me something rather than those who are there only to teach me to bite my lip.

LOL...At this point I actually have no need to vent about my day yesterday it seems I found something else to vent aimlessly about...

Enjoy!

It's Rabbit Season...No It's Busy Season!

Our Monday though Friday morning routine is as follows:

*5:30am drag my tired butt from my comfy bed for my early morning sanity session (aka walk around the neighborhood with my friend Heidi)

*6:30-6:45am start the kitchen clean up/ready for the day. Unloading and loading the dishes. Dirty clothes basket upstairs for washing, counter tops wiped down, Vacuum carpet in Family room...etc

*Zion and Cy wake up @ between 6:45-7am. They are brought to the Family Room where they must patiently wait for Stone and Phoenix to get ready and leave prior to their day beginning. (I know...sad but true!)















*Stone and Phoenix are woken up @ 7am for our everyday routine of dressed, bathroom, breakfast, hair, shoes on, teeth brushed, backpack/coat, prayers, kisses, "have a good day", and out the door as the bus pulls up @ 5 minutes till 8am. Depending on the day and the child this can range from a "pretty good" day to a "I'd rather have a bullet to the brain than to do that again tomorrow" day. But the best part of a day like that is the satisfaction I feel as the bus pulls away and I have the whole day to pull myself back together again.
*From the front door I make a B-line to get down to "baby business" two feedings each, two diaper changes each, special love time with Mommy, Floor time which includes twin bonding and Exersauser time all give way to nap time. The magic that can happen between the hours of 6:45am and 10:30 is absolutely amazing!



*From 10:30-11am is clean up from the morning routine time. For some reason the whole house (Kitchen/Family Room Combo) has gone to hell in a hand basket in four hours.


*At some point during the mornings activities Avery will decide to awake and need to be fed. I have no idea when and depending on the prior days activities and how she happens to be feeling that day it could be anywhere from 6am - 11am. I secretly enjoy the days that Avery sleeps in a little later because then I get to watch the Today show in the background instead of cartoons. It is nice to enter the adult scene and actually see what is going on in the world.





*Also during the morning routine and depending on the day/time allotted we have baby baths, (every other day) laundry, showers and the dressing of either or both Avery and myself, cleaning something other than the kitchen or Family room, creating the shopping list, starting dinner, blogging, making phone calls/appointments and such, answering the phone (I do screen my calls...quite heavily I might add...there literally are some people...I shall not mention names who have not spoken to me on the phone in years...yet still keep trying to call...go figure?! You think some people would just get the hint already. If you are thinking this might be you...It is not because if I invited you to my blog I am not currently hiding from you...now if all of the sudden you cannot get on my blog and I wont answer your calls then you may have an issue, but for now...lol...it is not you...lol...I kind of crack myself up!)















On this particular day...Zion and Cy were down for their nap. Avery was up bright and early and I had started my cleaning routine. I was standing at the kitchen sink loading dirty breakfast dishes into the dishwasher, when my eyes caught a family of bunnies hopping across the lawn. I called for Avery and she was so excited to go out and catch them. Watching her excitement grow as I unlocked the door I soon realized that as soon as I opened the door she was going to run to get the bunnies. I looked at her and said "Avery...the bunnies will run away scared if you don't sneak up on them" She immediately changed her whole demeanor and began sneaking across the lawn. She actually got quite close before the last bunny hopped under the shed for safety.

Avery thought this was the best thing that she had ever experienced. She spent hours looking out the window for the bunnies and has spent subsequent days looking for the bunnies. Some days she sees them and other days she misses them but It is one of the cutest things I have seen in a minute! So even though my mornings are so busy it leaves my head spinning most of the time I always have time to pull out my camera and try and catch my little Elmer Fudd chasing her little Rabbits around the yard.