tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-264086372024-03-14T01:38:13.657-06:00Phil's Pills - Blog StyleThe life and times of Phil, Jen & Wade Broadbent.philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11759912787114201604noreply@blogger.comBlogger356125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26408637.post-59219077328836351132016-10-25T18:45:00.000-06:002016-10-25T18:45:02.223-06:00Special Day<div style="text-align: center;">
Our sweet baby girl was given such a lovely blessing on Sunday by her daddy. She wore the same dress I wore when I was blessed. <a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/jenbroadbent/29935302073/in/dateposted-public/" title="IMG_1223_edited-1"><img alt="IMG_1223_edited-1" height="406" src="https://c2.staticflickr.com/6/5343/29935302073_870162f897_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script> </div>
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These two. ..they adore each other. She gave him her first smiles, and still gives him her best ones. He has loved all our chidren. But this little girl, he definitely has a soft spot in his heart for her. And it makes me happier than I could have imagined. </div>
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We are so very thankful for our family!</div>
Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00396726537876944135noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26408637.post-22093565567801011462016-09-10T16:15:00.001-06:002016-09-10T16:24:47.800-06:00Back to School<div style="text-align: center;">
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Luke is also riding the bus to school this year, which honestly I feel a little guilty about since it take a half hour there and back. But he loves it and loves to feel like a big kid, and since I have a new baby it is a tremendous help to not have to drive him. And it is only two times a week. Luke's speech has made tremendous progress over the summer, but there are still a few things he says that we can't understand. School will be so good for him this year. </div>
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Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00396726537876944135noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26408637.post-8448062858555556452016-09-10T16:01:00.000-06:002016-09-10T16:23:38.732-06:00Tessa<div style="text-align: center;">
My entire pregnancy with this last baby was so hard. I was so sick, and then so hot, and then so miserable. My last two babies came early on their own, so I was sure this one would too. But the days kept ticking by and this baby would not come. I was pretty discouraged, but I had an induction date set for the 15th of August so I knew there was an end in sight. However, the Sunday before my induction date, the hospital called to tell me that there wasn't any room for me the next day. Discouragement hit an all new level and I spent a good portion of the morning sobbing on my bed. </div>
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Much to my surprise, when I called the hospital the next morning to double check there was a room available. We grabbed our bags and ran out the door as fast as we could before they changed their minds. Labor and delivery was so easy and fast. Because I was positive for StrepB I had to be pumped full of antibiotics for 4 hours, but thankfully we had the Olympics to keep us entertained. Once I had the full dose of antibiotics, I had my epidural put in and then the doctor broke my water, and two hours later the sweetest little baby joined our family.</div>
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Tessa Katherine was born at 2:25 pm weighing 7 pounds 13 oz and looking very much like her older brother Sam and her mama. She is named for her Great Grandmother Katherine who was one of the sweetest Grandmothers one could ever ask for, and for her Aunt Katie, who we know will be one of the greatest influences on this little girl. </div>
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Tessa has not been the easiest newborn, but after Luke, we have been much more prepared for taking care of a baby that cries a lot. She does have a lot of happy time, and when she is awake she is surrounded by her doting older brothers. We all love this little girl and are so excited to have a little head to adorn with bows!</div>
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Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00396726537876944135noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26408637.post-48800886241289473182015-12-14T21:18:00.000-07:002015-12-14T21:18:01.964-07:00Merry Christmas<div style="text-align: center;">
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2015 has been a big year for us. Phil and Jen celebrated their 10 year anniversary with a trip to Paris and London in the spring. Phil started a new job with Ebay, and our family moved back to Utah, locating farther south in Sandy. We bought a house without even seeing it and then proceeded to tear it apart. With the help of many friends and family we painted, put in new floors throughout the house, redid the powder bathroom and installed a whole new kitchen. We couldn't be happier with how everything turned out...so happy that we are already looking forward to redoing the rest of the bathrooms next year (well, at least Jen is). </div>
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Wade is in second grade and making lots of new friends. He took golf lessons this fall and can't wait until he gets good enough to drive a golf cart. He loves math and is better at doing it in his head than his mom. He is also a fantastic reader and we often catch him staying up late to finish a book. He turns 8 next month and is excited to be getting baptized. His favorite activity is hiking and scaring his mom by getting as close to the cliffs as he can. </div>
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Sam is in preschool and loves it. He is still our tender-hearted little boy and often tears up, making his mom and dad feel guilty for ever getting mad at him. He is reading surprisingly well for his age and even gets most of the words right when we read from the scriptures. His favorite thing to do is ride his bike and he is quite upset that we just got over a foot of snow preventing him from riding for a while. </div>
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Luke is trying to make up for the first three years of his life. He is so much happier now that he can somewhat communicate with us and showers us with smiles to let us know when he is happy. He is adjusting well to his new preschool and we are so excited for all he will learn there with his new speech therapist. Luke loves cars and helping his dad with any kind of outdoor chores. He also loves to do anything with his big brothers. </div>
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We love this time of year and the chance it gives us to reflect on our Savior. "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." John 3:16. He is truly the greatest gift we can receive this holiday season. We wish you all the merriest of Christmases. </div>
Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00396726537876944135noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26408637.post-81956658430745252742015-12-02T15:27:00.002-07:002015-12-02T15:27:37.652-07:00luke<div style="text-align: center;">
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This little one turned three yesterday. I am not gonna lie, there were days I wasn't sure we were going to make it this far. This kid can throw a tantrum! Most of his tantrums are due to his inability to communicate though. And he is finally getting the help he needs. Back when he turned two, I had Luke evaluated for a speech delay, and he barely didn't qualify. After we moved to Utah, I had him evaluated again, and he definitely qualified (being in the 1% for his age). He has had two months of speech therapy so far and it has made a world of difference. Now that he is three, he qualifies for the preschool program which includes a speech therapist. Today was his first day. And when I dropped his off....he kicked and screamed....not really a shock. But his teacher said he calmed right down after I left and played happily. When I picked him up, he spent a good five minutes telling me about his snack and the colors he used today, something that was not even possible a few months ago. It made my momma heart happy.</div>
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I am so thankful he qualifies for this program and that there are sweet teachers who are willing to be so patient with my little boy. I love him, but it has been such a hard three years. I am praying that as his communication skills get better, he will be happier. </div>
Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00396726537876944135noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26408637.post-33388414235621365622015-11-18T18:44:00.000-07:002015-11-18T18:44:22.223-07:00Sam is 5<div style="text-align: center;">
Another year older! We sure love our sweet Sam. He is such a happy and loving little boy and we are so happy to watch him grow. Since this little boy loves Thor, we had a little Avengers themed party. </div>
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Thanks for turning 5 Sam and letting us celebrate you!</div>
Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00396726537876944135noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26408637.post-20787514693351763552015-11-02T14:18:00.001-07:002015-11-02T14:18:09.340-07:00Halloween<div style="text-align: center;">
I opted not to do a theme this year, but to let the boys each pick their own costume. Wade is really into space right now, and decided to be an astronaut. He even helped me make his helmet. Sam loves Thor...not exactly sure why. All of the other Avengers are, well....they are just ok. But Thor, he's the man. And little Luke. He had about 5 different costumes to pick from. I tried to talk him into being cookie monster, but he insisted on wearing his ghost costume from last year, which is much too small, but he was cute all the same. Phil and I even dressed up for our neighborhood block party. (In case you can't tell, we are Flo and Mayhem). We had a great night trick-or-treating with friends.<a data-flickr-embed="true" href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/jenbroadbent/22709443102/in/dateposted-public/" title="IMG_0854_edited-1"><img alt="IMG_0854_edited-1" height="406" src="https://farm6.staticflickr.com/5772/22709443102_babb21ce27_z.jpg" width="640" /></a><script async="" charset="utf-8" src="//embedr.flickr.com/assets/client-code.js"></script>
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Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00396726537876944135noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26408637.post-1277348564910566062015-10-18T13:50:00.001-06:002015-10-18T13:50:20.789-06:00Reconstruction: Part 1<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">One of the last trips I take from Houston I notice this car in the parking garage. Notice the registration expired December of 2011. I think the next season of the Serial podcast is investigating this one.</span><br />
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Jen shared her side of the story, summing most of the renovation up into one picture with 4 squares, so I thought I should share my side of the story for anyone considering a fixer upper. This will be a few posts (because it was more work than just a picture with four squares in it). <br />
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Background: Fall 2014 - My boss had quit and my company had joined our group of quant consultants (group of analytic data scientists who tell companies what they should do based on what they see in the data) into a business consulting group (the kind of consultants who tell companies what they should do based on what they've seen in the industry over the last 8 decades). Our numbers started declining and so the new boss started blaming everything on the old one, and started pushing us to get out in front of the clients. So, my 30-40% travel job turned into 95-100% travel job. Fortunately, an old friend passed my name along to someone at eBay who was looking to fill out a team and I made the switch.<br />
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Winter 2015 - I start at eBay, having agreed to spend 50% of my time in Utah and 50% back in Houston with my family until we made the official move. The plan was to find a house and get the family moved up around the time Wade finished 1st grade - because we didn't want him to miss any of such a critical time of his education.<br />
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We finally settle on a house in Sandy and close on it beginning of April. I start on ripping stuff up. We decide to redo the kitchen and flooring on both the main floor and upstairs. I start right away pulling out the old kitchen cabinets. They come out pretty easy, other than the small cupboard above the fridge spot. I unscrew all the screws I can find, get up on a step stool with my elbows inside the cupboard and try to jostle it loose. I succeed and the cupboard comes tumbling down right on my face. I have some toilet paper so I stop the nosebleed, but I just turned off the water to the house because of a leaky valve where the kitchen sink used to be. I stumble out into the garage where a lady was just coming over to introduce herself. She offers her sink and on the way over to her house introduces herself and says that her husband is the leader of the local congregation of the church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, and says she's not sure what my religious affiliation is... I can tell she's waiting for me to either say I'm a Mormon or I'm not, so I say, "I see" and let her wonder. <br />
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Back to the cupboards. I list the lot of them on KSL for $250 and they sold right away. Dang. Listed them too low.<br />
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Next step, pull up the flooring. Actually, call my general contractor (Jen's dad) and Jen to see if we were keeping the baseboards. We're not. OK, rip those out. Didn't realize you're supposed to do it carefully to avoid destroying the finished drywall that the baseboards are attached to. So that will require a few iterations of sanding and puttying. On to the flooring. Almost the entire house was this super cheap laminate. Some rooms come up real easy, other rooms they had glued each individual piece together, then each joint to the floor. Those rooms are real bears. One room I pull up some floors and saw some dead bug carcasses in the corners. Call my brother to see if he thinks they are termites. Turns out they're not. But overall the main floor comes up pretty quick. On to the kitchen tile. I start one day after leaving work at 5, work until 10 (note that this was my usual schedule while the house is under construction) and got maybe 3 solid tiles up. Yikes.<br />
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Next day I come back with a power tool rented from home depot that was theoretically going to speed it up. It doesn't. Spend another 5-10 shift pulling up minor tile square footage. Next night, the GC actually shows up for work. We don't need the subfloor, so we end up breaking up tile along where we think the subfloor joints are and pull those up. By the end of that night we have most of the kitchen tile removed. I tell Ric (GC) good night and he heads out; I facetime Jen to report on the progress. I show her the kitchen/dining area which is pretty well cleared out. She sees the laundry room and says, "oh you didn't finish?"<br />
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We take out the rest of the tile that was in the laundry room/bathroom. The subfloor under the bathroom vanity smells like urine - apparently their dog missed the toilet a few times? After removing the subfloor and cleaning up the rest of the main floor and upstairs as best we can, we got some water sealant and applied it to all the plywood. <br />
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Next, the ceiling. It was low, about 8 feet. Our hunch was that there was no reason for it to be that low, but they had done it so they could raise it in a couple areas to make it look 'nice'. So after poking some holes in the ceiling we decide to go for it. I pull down most of the drywall on the ceiling before going back to Houston.<br />
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Jen comes up to Salt Lake one Thursday night and stayed through Sunday night. She and her family pulls off most of the chair rail from around the house (it was everywhere). They also make a bunch of decisions about colors, styles, etc for all the stuff around the house, get cabinets and flooring ordered.<br />
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I am in Houston for a couple weeks, because parents came home from their mission and then Jen and I went to Europe for a well deserved vacation. While I was gone, Ric makes the executive decision to get a plumber to run a gas line from the stairwell to the side of the kitchen so we can have a gas range, upgrade the meter so our gas line could better service all the gas appliances/outlets, and fix a potential leak under the master bath. ~$1650. Not bad, but not great.<br />
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Next, I pull down the beams from the ceiling (non load bearing obviously), and remove the half wall that was in between the dining area and living room. It was a solid wall but underneath there were spindles. Interesting that somebody thought that looked good at some point. <br />
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We also decide to pull of the kitchen drywall. Made it easier to put in wiring for the ovens, which would now be in a different spot, and we figure it would just be a little extra time/materials for the drywaller we would be bringing in.<br />
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philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11759912787114201604noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26408637.post-21034464209059637812015-09-12T15:09:00.001-06:002015-09-12T15:09:58.229-06:00t-ball<div style="text-align: center;">
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Watching 4 year-olds play t-ball has to be the most fun way to spend your Saturday morning! Especially since they are learning as they go. Sam hit that ball as hard as his little arms would let him. And every time he got to a new base, he gave us the thumbs up. He even managed to get a few grounders. Love watching this sweet boy of our grow up!</div>
Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00396726537876944135noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26408637.post-41242249079220511372015-09-03T16:59:00.000-06:002015-09-03T16:59:06.286-06:00Preschool<div style="text-align: center;">
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I think I am doing something right with this one. He is as sweet as they come. He has been so excited to start school at a real school this year (even though I swear he's smart enough to be starting Kindergarten). Here's to a great year, buddy!</div>
Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00396726537876944135noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26408637.post-44400637824102676552015-08-19T15:48:00.000-06:002015-08-19T15:50:06.404-06:00second<div style="text-align: center;">
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Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00396726537876944135noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26408637.post-35327695060242116872015-06-28T12:50:00.001-06:002015-06-28T12:50:11.078-06:00Paris<div style="text-align: center;">
Back in May, Phil and I were able to take a trip to Paris and London to celebrate our upcoming 10 year anniversary. It was so great to take a trip with just the two of us in some of the greatest cities in the world. Paris was a dream. We loved the city, the food the art....everything. We ate lunch on the Eiffel Tower, saw some of my favorite impressionist paintings, gawked over the Mona Lisa, stood in awe at Notre Dame, got lost at Versailles, and so much more. </div>
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These boys! They have my heart. (Even if they can't all look and smile at the camera at the same time.)<br />
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Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00396726537876944135noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26408637.post-26334078972085692472015-03-31T20:04:00.000-06:002015-03-31T20:04:03.945-06:00the firehouse<div style="text-align: center;">
Last week Sam's little joy school group took a field trip to the fire house. They learned a little about fire safety and got to enjoy checking out the truck, spraying the hose, and ringing the fire bell. Sam was in little boy heaven. Luke was, too..he was just a little weary of the firemen. <a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/jenbroadbent/16787976067" title="IMG_0207_edited-1 by Jen_Broadbent, on Flickr"><img alt="IMG_0207_edited-1" height="427" src="https://farm9.staticflickr.com/8752/16787976067_730846e238_z.jpg" width="640" /></a>
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Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00396726537876944135noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26408637.post-35575497743798056732015-03-31T19:25:00.002-06:002015-03-31T19:25:37.915-06:00teeth<div style="text-align: center;">
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Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00396726537876944135noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26408637.post-45981151781431787012015-03-16T19:39:00.000-06:002015-03-16T19:39:19.966-06:00planting a seed<div style="text-align: center;">
Tonight we planted our little garden with our boys. It took quite a bit of work to get it all weeded after we gave up on it last year. But the boys were thrilled and said it was such a great night. (Although I'm sure they would have had even more fun if I had just given them shovels and let them have at the dirt). Hopefully we will see some of the fruit of our labor before we leave Texas in a few months. <a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/jenbroadbent/16838328452" title="IMG_0163_edited-1 by Jen_Broadbent, on Flickr"><img alt="IMG_0163_edited-1" height="427" src="https://farm8.staticflickr.com/7638/16838328452_053e4e0551_z.jpg" width="640" /></a>
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Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00396726537876944135noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26408637.post-84794623421276909242015-01-20T12:54:00.000-07:002015-01-20T12:54:16.208-07:00seven<div style="text-align: center;">
He is getting so big. Almost too big to snuggle on my lap anymore. I love this boy. For his seventh birthday, he requested pancakes with a candle for breakfast, and a trip to ITZ (like a larger Chuck E Cheese) with a friend...and to wear a hoodie so he could be like his dad. Easy enough.</div>
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This sweet boy deals with so much from us as we learn to be parents. He can be such a good helper with his brothers, and he loves school. He is getting quite good at piano and is taking golf lessons....so he can be like his dad. (Can you tell he kind of adores his dad?) He loves to ride his bike, loves all things chocolate and still loves his matchbox cars. </div>
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Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00396726537876944135noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26408637.post-52098688712909730222015-01-06T11:47:00.000-07:002015-01-06T11:47:02.064-07:00Christmas<div style="text-align: center;">
We had a fabulous Christmas break! Phil was transitioning in between jobs so he had quite a bit of extra time at home. I am pretty sure my boys would not have even missed Christmas if they could stay home and wrestle with their dad all day. But to give Phil a break, we took a quick trip to SeaWorld in San Antonio. It was a lovely day. Sam was even brave enough to ride one of the big rides with his dad. </div>
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We talked to Santa before Christmas. Sam was a little shy. Luke warmed up to him once I told him he got a candy cane if he gave Santa a hug. We had a lovely Christmas Eve with cousins, which included decorating cookies, acting out the nativity, and opening new Christmas pajamas, made by mama. </div>
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Christmas day was a little magical. They boys only asked for one present each this year and were truly thrilled to receive it. Wade learned a whole bunch of Christmas songs this year, and even now we find him still humming them to himself. The best Christmas present we received this year was a visit from my parents. They boys were in heaven....for a whole week. We all got a little teary eyed when they went home. </div>
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Lucky for us, the separation will be short. Phil started a new job with Ebay this week, located back in Salt Lake City. We are staying in Houston until school is out, when we plan to move back to Utah. 2015 should bring another adventure for us, and we can't wait. </div>
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Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00396726537876944135noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26408637.post-91056185783458653352014-12-15T19:02:00.000-07:002014-12-15T19:02:45.673-07:00Merry Christmas and Happy New Year 2014<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><b>Luke</b> has really started to develop a personality very much different and very much the same as his brothers. He loves to try to be big and try to do everything his brothers do. Goal for next year: Learn to talk</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><b>Sam</b> learned to read this year. He loves strawberries, blood oranges and knows just how to make his mom and dad smile. Goal for next year: Always finish dinner in less than an hour and a half (unless at a business dinner which of course takes longer than that).</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><b>Wade</b> learned to ride his bike, write emails and do math this year. Our dinner conversations usually include at least one math question. Goal for next year: figure out how to beat dad at Mario kart</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">We love this time of year when we can manage to take time apart from our frantic stuffing of stockings and buying gifts to remember as Dr. Seuss's Grinch:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">"Maybe Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"> Maybe Christmas, perhaps, means a bit more"</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Of course Christmas does mean quite a bit more. Just as the wise men brought gifts to Jesus so many years ago we can give Him gifts and show our love for Him by showing kindness, love and charity for all. In the words of Longfellow:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">And so He is. </span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">May we all turn our thoughts to our Savior during this season and commit ourselves to becoming better in the new year. </span></div>
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philhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11759912787114201604noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26408637.post-20557678134341438612014-11-05T15:01:00.000-07:002014-11-05T15:01:18.322-07:00Halloween<div style="text-align: center;">
We had such a fun Halloween. The boys decided on traditional Halloween costumes this year, and I partly made each of them. I kind of love how they turned out. We met up with some friends to go trick-or-treating and wouldn't you know, little Luke walked the entire time and also enjoyed hollering at me any time he saw a pumpkin! Wade was thrilled to be able to spend the night with his little girlfriend, who he tells me he is going to marry one day. (I wouldn't mind, she's adorable!) And Sam, he was our usual easy going cute little boy. I have to admit, Halloween weather in Houston is quite pleasant...not sure its enough to make up for the half of the year when it's unbearable though. </div>
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Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00396726537876944135noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26408637.post-30651484745043316762014-09-15T11:15:00.002-06:002014-09-15T11:15:39.653-06:00preschool<div style="text-align: center;">
This little man started preschool today. We are doing another co-op this year and I am so excited I get to teach him and his little friends. Just Sam and four girls....as if he wasn't already a little ladies man. This kid in convinced he's ready to go to big kid school like his brother, but I am sure going to enjoy having him home with me for a while longer. Some days, they just grow up way too fast.<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/jenbroadbent/15062807967" title="DSC04892_edited-1 by Jen_Broadbent, on Flickr"><img alt="DSC04892_edited-1" height="640" src="https://farm6.staticflickr.com/5569/15062807967_4c0496f45c_z.jpg" width="428" /></a></div>
Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00396726537876944135noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26408637.post-58254002545651145002014-08-27T08:59:00.002-06:002014-08-27T09:02:44.348-06:00summer<div style="text-align: center;">
Now that school is back in full swing, I am getting around to posting pictures from our summer vacation in Utah. We loved spending so much time with our family, and we loved the milder Utah summer. Activities include hiking to Silver Lake, playing in sprinklers, visiting Wheeler Farm, mini golf, playing at the park, helping Grandma clean, getting free slurpees, family home evening at the Church History Museum, hiking with Grandma, swimming lessons, driveway fireworks and ice cream cones. A month later, and my boys are still talking about our trip. I guess sometimes the best vacations are the simple ones.</div>
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Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00396726537876944135noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26408637.post-6848970522680450472014-08-25T16:19:00.001-06:002014-08-25T16:19:57.015-06:00First <div style="text-align: center;">
My baby is in first grade. This year was so much easier than last. Neither of us were nervous. Wade was so excited because he already knows his way around the school and he's one of the big kids now. He's excited to have a new teacher and to make new friends. He's excited to be back on the bus again. And I am excited for him. He came home and told me that his days was just awesome...even more awesome than kindergarten. We think it will be a great year. <iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="640" mozallowfullscreen="" msallowfullscreen="" oallowfullscreen="" src="https://www.flickr.com/photos/jenbroadbent/14849901080/player/" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="428"></iframe></div>
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Some other noteworthy things about this child...he loves his United States geography. He can knows the name and location of every state, and even some cities. (Seriously, he's better than both his Dad and myself). He also loves the weather. If he realized that being a weather man was a career, he would probably have picked that. The boy asks to check the weather on my phone every day and gets so frustrated when it doesn't rain when it is supposed to. </div>
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