tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57435255148331725062024-03-05T00:32:18.179-07:00The Hayes FamilyTaking it one day at a time, and may God be glorified.Susanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03386095225549438115noreply@blogger.comBlogger512125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5743525514833172506.post-61023212912480551692013-05-02T14:15:00.001-06:002013-05-03T05:08:08.658-06:00Yes, we are still alive.Hello? Hellooo?? Is anyone out there?<br />
Several of you have let me know you miss seeing these smiling faces, so here ya go. Get your fill of this cuteness:<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Hannah Grace getting ready to get her grub on:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0pRm1GJoHNzFkyWS0zwTmYCAU3kSrb3yhzTp9G2Imj5vHSrHqdtyEQWPl1xLdlKIEBTEub4IefBP2RfoxD7QdVFvMh5WKDLZ6pLRjuN9j4jvf0atdN8v_JWFLfBhw0VgBoJEUDXrlAEEw/s640/blogger-image--1863807299.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0pRm1GJoHNzFkyWS0zwTmYCAU3kSrb3yhzTp9G2Imj5vHSrHqdtyEQWPl1xLdlKIEBTEub4IefBP2RfoxD7QdVFvMh5WKDLZ6pLRjuN9j4jvf0atdN8v_JWFLfBhw0VgBoJEUDXrlAEEw/s640/blogger-image--1863807299.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Yeah, we take family photos at Denny's, what's your point exactly??</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2ZdI3YuN6CiUEFg7Ogl-A7tXw_Nr3EDTCH4f80Alqn2gPEVn5mtlE7NrrftjfoVrW4SGRWWDgQPDGml0c8Uyhg-bcXTy6lCijnrsi5XWAEthsZC869iUfQCx7a8BMBpSRma3a5NcqhdGm/s640/blogger-image--325362933.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2ZdI3YuN6CiUEFg7Ogl-A7tXw_Nr3EDTCH4f80Alqn2gPEVn5mtlE7NrrftjfoVrW4SGRWWDgQPDGml0c8Uyhg-bcXTy6lCijnrsi5XWAEthsZC869iUfQCx7a8BMBpSRma3a5NcqhdGm/s640/blogger-image--325362933.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Snuggling in bed with Mama</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdEyh1lQPR2zO8x95Yh9h1H2VksDY4IUNPMsNniJpZIirEVOGJQQq1NC2mTMetKGI8CRYwHPw6C8-kiBtzg-n9D8yw1io8aQuOhpZtx3eJGbvpfjKH7c9mCmd2QpwiPr3Z363wHp8lqhmU/s640/blogger-image--2051191693.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdEyh1lQPR2zO8x95Yh9h1H2VksDY4IUNPMsNniJpZIirEVOGJQQq1NC2mTMetKGI8CRYwHPw6C8-kiBtzg-n9D8yw1io8aQuOhpZtx3eJGbvpfjKH7c9mCmd2QpwiPr3Z363wHp8lqhmU/s640/blogger-image--2051191693.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Playdates with the besties</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfSb0hTWRRpgqqogZSSZ7yToYB24cE31zPFISWdecK8jc1a_jIA6XSMzjJdYdEHsww8qjqUI_SF7bJsJObAe-CBM3B3zXj8CMTxZgJc1ciPQc1Frx9Iih76lVhanwMyAeTQyH-UCGr76lE/s640/blogger-image--2070484741.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfSb0hTWRRpgqqogZSSZ7yToYB24cE31zPFISWdecK8jc1a_jIA6XSMzjJdYdEHsww8qjqUI_SF7bJsJObAe-CBM3B3zXj8CMTxZgJc1ciPQc1Frx9Iih76lVhanwMyAeTQyH-UCGr76lE/s640/blogger-image--2070484741.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Sarah's first haircut. She was not impressed. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguP28dML3z8kShYZoJyYAd5ULEaT4LTdas13gd_oXXuJDPDwpnyq6us1nD7NLqt32T3z-I-Xv1zddmSeH4XdhW1mnwMuDCqg3gf1Rp1Wg83icU0lUD_JsRODYszY5BxWhl_ndVu0sp-MHW/s640/blogger-image-2141239097.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguP28dML3z8kShYZoJyYAd5ULEaT4LTdas13gd_oXXuJDPDwpnyq6us1nD7NLqt32T3z-I-Xv1zddmSeH4XdhW1mnwMuDCqg3gf1Rp1Wg83icU0lUD_JsRODYszY5BxWhl_ndVu0sp-MHW/s640/blogger-image-2141239097.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">It must be spring, Vanilla Moose is open!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7yf2mmt9z3BKkBUdrQ6MwRB9ynWog9XcHaUHI6kD31GLmGcYNN0KSyrLeKnRtSsx2SP_Wloksthe3JRcEYM34nGpdc5flvHm6i96v9O5RAGADNh1FyqM6_waBSzvd-QNznwODrilHU7zV/s640/blogger-image--221082930.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7yf2mmt9z3BKkBUdrQ6MwRB9ynWog9XcHaUHI6kD31GLmGcYNN0KSyrLeKnRtSsx2SP_Wloksthe3JRcEYM34nGpdc5flvHm6i96v9O5RAGADNh1FyqM6_waBSzvd-QNznwODrilHU7zV/s640/blogger-image--221082930.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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My precious HG on her first birthday. </div>
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My mama's precious girl on her first birthday. :)</div>
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<b>Happy birthday to my darling girl. You light up my days!</b></div>
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Susanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03386095225549438115noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5743525514833172506.post-68991830788386239032012-08-14T13:46:00.001-06:002012-08-14T15:51:19.740-06:00First day of preschool!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
Today was the first day of preschool for my sweet little people. Yep, even HG gets to go for the first hour - one of the perks of Grandma being your teacher! </div>
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<i>Show me your backpacks!! :)</i></div>
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They had a blast today. When I asked Moses what he did he told me they sang fun songs and ate snacks. They also love that their buddy Shepherd goes, too. And as we headed out the door Moses yelled, "Thanks, Ms. Kat!" Indeed, thank you, Nama!!</div>
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My sweet little lady at our family reunion in Cloudcroft. What a charmer she is!</div>Susanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03386095225549438115noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5743525514833172506.post-6138149480175567122012-07-24T14:05:00.000-06:002012-07-24T14:05:58.568-06:00Parade time in tiny Aztec.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
So have any of you been to Aztec? I hear it's quite the tourist attraction. We have our very own McDonald's and a Dollar General! Watch out world! ;) When I heard about the little parade on main street (this was back in June!) I couldn't wait to go. My sweet husband humored me and off we went with our sweet HG (the "big" kids were with Grandma that day). </div>
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Here is Gracie, sharing in my excitement...</div>
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I mean really, how cute is this?!</div>
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Can you see the joy shining in my face?</div>
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"Miah, Miah! Take more pictures!" she would yell.</div>
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Oh heavens. How adorable is THIS?!</div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Her nicknames are Bobo, Seh, Bozal.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Her favorite food is 'pasta'.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #fdfcfa; color: #181818; font-family: inherit;">4 cups Original Rice Dream (fortified with calcium, etc)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: #fdfcfa; color: #181818;">1 T. - Black Strap Molasses (this is important for iron!)</span><br style="background-color: #fdfcfa; color: #181818;" /><span style="background-color: #fdfcfa; color: #181818;">1 T. - Liquid Acidophilus</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: #fdfcfa; color: #181818;">1 T. - Flax Seed Oil</span><br style="background-color: #fdfcfa; color: #181818;" /><span style="background-color: #fdfcfa; color: #181818;">1 t. - Liquid Vitamin C</span><br style="background-color: #fdfcfa; color: #181818;" /><span style="background-color: #fdfcfa; color: #181818;">1 t. - Liquid CalMag (calcium & magnesium)</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: #fdfcfa; color: #181818; font-family: inherit;">16 drops - Trace Minerals (concentrated)</span><br />
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<li><span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">To make it even more cost effective I occasionally made my own rice milk, however, I liked that I could buy fortified Rice Dream (original, not vanilla!) for even more nutrition. </span></li>
<li><span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">I started by giving Sarah mostly rice milk and then slowly increasing the amount of vitamins and minerals I added. She loved it, and I felt good knowing exactly what was in her formula.</span></li>
<li><span style="color: #222222; font-family: inherit;">You can use goats milk or oats milk, as well. Keep in mind some babies are allergic to rice! However, no soy or almond milk. </span></li>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Oh how I love you HG. My sweet little third born, the one that kept me up on countless nights, the one that loves to nibble on my shoulders, and shoot me big, slobbery smiles across the room.</span> </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">I've never met a baby as smiley as you, sweet girl. You are the sunshine I need to brighten these crazy, crazy days. </span></td></tr>
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When we come into town everyone is just so gracious. We are a handful. A mini circus. A loud mini circus because, I mean, we have Sarah and if you know Sarah then you know what I mean. We whip into my godparents lovely home like a tornado with sticky fingers and blonde hair. Or something. We have been here about 5 or 6 hours and so far my sweeties have loved, yelled, eaten, thrown up, cried, cracked up, oh, yeah, and one of them may have written on the couch with pen. Yikes. Through it all my godparents have made us dinner, laughed, over looked transgressions, and just loved on us. Tomorrow my Mama and Auntie Pam will help us navigate the zoo, on Thursday we get to see Bri and her little man at the aquarium, Thursday is Kim McClain (an attraction in her own right) and Carol, THEN MIAH GETS HERE!! and my lovely mil, then we tackle the Warrior Dash (Lord help me), and on Sunday we are Chuck E Cheesing it for Sarah's 2nd birthday. These days, not just Albuquerque days, but all of these days with three little ones are just plain crazy. Those who have been here and walked the road get it. I am so grateful for the family and friends that welcome us in and encourage us. Love one us. Feed us. And HELP us. <br />
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We had a blast! And for what it's worth this time last year we were sweating and getting sunburned at Touch a Truck and now it's snowing like crazy outside. I'm glad the prior warm weather did talk me into planting my garden!<br />
<br />Susanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03386095225549438115noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5743525514833172506.post-55826420595406998682012-04-10T15:11:00.001-06:002012-04-10T15:11:06.235-06:00She scoots!<div><embed src="http://www.onetruemedia.com/share_view_player?p=10af1bf4e16d116f595df24"quality="high" scale="noscale" width="408" height="382" wmode="transparent" name="FLVPlayer" salign="LT" flashvars="&p=10af1bf4e16d116f595df24&skin_id=701&host=http://www.onetruemedia.com" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"></embed><div style="margin:0px;font:12px/13px verdana,arial,sans-serif;line-height:20px;padding-bottom:15px;width:408px;text-align:center;"><a href="http://www.onetruemedia.com/landing?&utm_source=emplay&utm_medium=txt5" target="_blank" style="text-decoration:none;">Make a video - it's fun, easy and free!<br/><span style="text-decoration:underline;">www.onetruemedia.com</span></a></div></div>Susanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03386095225549438115noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5743525514833172506.post-39636243796505391292012-04-10T14:51:00.001-06:002012-04-10T14:51:20.606-06:00Preschoolers at the Park<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Well, we did it. We went to Berg Park. You know, I like doing fun things with my kids, but it is just plain nuts to try to do, um, anything these days. Thanks to Aunt Susie the chaos was contained today, but I honestly considered offering her some chocolate milk and a blanket when we got home. She chased my kids everywhere. Thank you, Aunt Susie!</div>
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We picnicked, listened to the longest story on ants I have ever heard, fed ants crumbs and ducks corn. We even saw some deer and geese. All in all, success!Susanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03386095225549438115noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5743525514833172506.post-23915901405623602112012-04-08T12:49:00.002-06:002012-04-08T12:49:42.674-06:00Your daily HG<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It started with this weird virus that gave everyone (but me, thank you Jesus) high fevers and this weird rash. The fever made the kids throw up. Everywhere.
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Just when we were out of the woods with that one Sarah came down with RSV. Then Hannah. Then Moses. And Miah. Then HG got an ear infection. Then I came down with the nasty. Aaaaaand to round things out nicely we just came back with more antibiotics and what not to treat Sarah's ear infection.
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Have any of you ever gave three babies breathing treatments back to back? I'm wondering if I can OD on albuterol. The fumes, man.
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Through it all I have earnestly been praying for healing. That God would drive the sickness from us (Ex 23:25). Apparently the answer was no. I asked that his grace would be sufficient (2 Cor 12:9), but honestly it didn't help my sleep deprived, sick self all that much. I found myself wallowing in a bit o' self pity and kiiiinda inwardly yelling "Why God, WHY?!" (please laugh with me here) as I cleaned up another round of vomit or got up for the twentieth time or held an inconsolable baby in my arms. Honestly, I was so confused. I was asking God to heal my littles and he just simply didn't. I was asking for wisdom as to how to comfort them and nothing came to me in a flash of light. Slowly over the last couple of weeks my heart has settled on this: in this world we will have trouble (John 16:33). We will. Furthermore, I'm supposed to consider it pure joy when I encounter trials of many kinds (James 1:2). How in the world can I develop the character God wants me to have if I balk at every trial, every test? God works in us, yes, but I have to cooperate. I want God to just zap me and make me patient, make me kind, make me super mom... but it doesn't necessarily work that way. I have to be more willing to do the hard thing and not get so upset that it's, um hard! Thank you Jesus, that you are more patient with me than I am with myself.
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