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Showing posts with label Family. Show all posts

Sunday, January 8, 2017

It's a Bird, It's a Plane, It's.....SUPERDAD!



Tucker goes by a few different names around here. Some of them being Dadda, Tucker-Love, Daddy Monster, Brother Denton, "T"...

But lately, he's been our Superman.

I don't really have words to describe how much of a hero he is to us, but I've been trying to be a lot better about snapping pictures when I see it.

He surprised me by putting up Christmas lights at our apartment, even with an overly helpful toddler underfoot.

A dad and his boy
Teaching Annie about Baby Brother

"Who loves Eli?" "Meeeeee!"
Riding the zoo carousel

I love that I caught him looking at her like this. <3

Woah!!!

A princess and her Prince Charming early Christmas morning
Loading both kids in the car


He is my equal in parenting - tag-teaming bedtime routines, reading stories, wrestling, tickling, making up silly songs, leading family scriptures and prayer, burping the baby, changing diapers, loading the car, packing the diaper bag, cleaning up barf, wiping tears, and supplying the best Daddy snuggles a kid could ask for.

I'm one lucky Mommy Monster, and I'm so thankful my kids will grow up with such an amazing, involved Superman dad.
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Tuesday, November 22, 2016

Hunkdate



Like an update or "bumpdate".....get it? Stretching it too far....? Ok, fine.

Whatever.

Now that you're all updated on the goings-on of our resident fetus, here's a little update on our resident manly-man.

Annie wanted Mommy to put lots of pony-tails in Daddy's hair. And he let us!

Tucker has been our superhero this year. He works so hard for our family and somehow manages to still have time for us.

At the beginning of the semester, Tucker started teaching 1st and 2nd hour seminary classes at Highland High School, in addition to his full-time job at the rebate call center. He was gone from 6:30AM to 8:30PM, only to have to hole himself up for more hours to prepare the next day's lesson. Including lesson prep, he was working 70-80 hours a week, and it was exhausting and hard on all of us. He was always tired and drained, I was home alone all the time and never saw my husband, and Annie missed her daddy a lot. So after crunching numbers and pro/con lists, we made the decision to cut the call center down to part-time. And it has had such a positive effect on our whole family!



These days, he still gets up early for seminary, but then he's home after his 2nd job by 5 every evening. We get to have dinner together, and Annie can usually coax a dance party or a few minutes of jumping on the trampoline out of him. Her favorite thing these days is to ask Daddy for a made-up "monster song" before bedtime. And he's always happy to oblige.

having a very important 2-yr-old conversation

And as fun as it is to see their little relationship growing and changing, I can't wait to see the relationship Tucker and this baby boy will have. I hope Blueb grows up to be just like his daddy or even better!



In way of a seminary update...

Ok, so we've established that he's teaching at Highland High School's seminary during first and second hour. And he absolutely LOVES it. Every part of it. Even the not so fun parts like taking role and administrative stuff. He just revels in every aspect of it because it's just all part of being a seminary teacher, and this is what he wants more than anything. Every couple of weeks, one of his directors will come in with no warning to observe his classes and leave feedback. Actually, there was even a week where he was observed 4 out of 5 days. Every other Tuesday, Tucker and the other student-teachers met to discuss different struggles and successes they face in their classrooms. At the end of each month, spouses were invited to the discussion, and we just had the last of those for the semester last week.

The difference between here and the program in Utah is the amount of personal attention Tucker has received from the directors. Here, it is so clear that Bro. Jeppesen wants Tucker to succeed and loves him enough to occasionally give him harsher criticisms so that he can become the best seminary teacher he can be. That was missing in Utah. The personal connection and the transparency. Yes, it is stressful, and yes, I wish I knew what the future holds, but whatever it is, I'm looking forward to it. What we know right now is that Tucker will mostly likely be asked to continue student-teaching this next semester, probably at a different high school. However, we also know that there are 2 full-time positions opening for this next semester, and Tucker's experience and reviews seem to put him in a pretty good position. But we're trying to not think about that and just keep thinking positive thoughts and trust that whatever happens will be best for our family.



Can I brag just a little bit more?

I've always known Tucker would make an amazing husband. But dang, there's just something about marrying your best friend that makes life blissful. Sometimes, it's not blissful. Sometimes we're stressed and irritated and say stupid things and have to swallow our pride to ask for forgiveness and forgive each other. But I cannot adequately express how grateful I am to have a partner who does ask for forgiveness and who does forgive me.

Our anniversary was at the end of September, and to be totally honest, it was a really crappy day. Lots of things went wrong, and it was just one of those days that can't end soon enough. I was in bed by 8:00PM with a chick-flick playing and a carton of ice cream in hand. 9:00PM comes around, and I hear the car door slam, and a few seconds later, Tucker walks in. With a bouquet of red flowers and a plate of chocolate cake. And I immediately broke into tears from hormones and stress while he scooped me up and held me.



I love being married to Tucker Denton. I'm so thankful for how hard he works for our family. I'm thankful he plans little things that he may not enjoy but that mean a lot to me. I'm thankful that he makes me laugh and holds me when I cry. I'm thankful he likes to discuss nerdy things and will stay up late joking and laughing through pillow-talk even when he has to be up early.

Because he's my Perfect Fit.

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Tuesday, July 19, 2016

First Bumpdate: Week 16!


A couple weeks ago, we surprised everyone with the news that we're expecting Denton #2!

Then again, some of you weren't actually all that surprised. I'd already lied to a handful of people, and that just felt weird. But I really wanted to stick to my plan of waiting until Annie's birthday to tell. I'm sorry, ok?!

May 2nd: I was 3 days late, and Tucker came home from work with a box of tests



We are so excited! After their initial congratulations, I've had a few people ask, "But how do you really feel about it?" Totally understandable because for a long time, I was completely terrified at the thought of having another child. I mean, one is hard enough, right? But Annie is such a fun and happy toddler, and I'm in a really good place with my mental health, so I felt good about it. I told Tucker I knew I was ready to start trying for another baby when my reaction would be more excitement and joy instead of mostly terror and stress. And that's exactly how it has been. I am so excited for this cute little baby to get here!

Ok, ok, let's get on to the important stuff.

Due date: January 2, 2017

Weeks along: 16 already! 

Today at 16+1
left to right: 8w, 10w, 11w (bloat goes down), 12w, 14w, 15w

Cravings: Sonic frozen strawberry lemonade mostly. I also had an intense craving for Little Caesar's Crazy Bread and tater-tots. But with the first trimester, it was mostly fruity stuff that sounded delicious, which is funny because with Annie, all I wanted was eggs and greasy, cheesy, meaty things. A few weekends ago, we went on a quick date for frozen yogurt, but I really felt like I needed Subway first, and even though I just stuck with my normal order, it was the yummiest thing I've ever had, and I almost cried. So that was probably hormones talking. And also, Panda's Orange Chicken always sounds amazing if anyone ever gets the random urge to bring me something. ;)

Boy or Girl: No clue. Tucker was leaning towards girl but now thinks boy. Annie keeps saying "sister!" and "girl!" I keep thinking how cute a boy would be. But I really have no feelings one way or another. We'll find out in a few weeks!

Nickname: Blueb (Variations: Blewb or Bloob), short for Blueberry. No idea why. Ask Tucker. Remember how Annie was Diggle?

Morning sickness: Hardly any! It's been a miracle because I was so so so sick for close to 4 months with Annie. But I only had about 2 weeks of mild morning sickness with this baby, and things have been great! Last week, there was one random bout of sickness, and Annie stood next to me patting my head and stroking my cheek and saying "Good job, Mommy!" and "Yay, Karli!" and "I flush Mommy's barf!" It was cute, but mostly I just wanted to barf in peace.

Maternity clothes: Recently got them out, and I'm loving them! I can still fit into most of my clothes, but pants are definitely getting more snug so it's nice to have that big ol' stretchy part that doesn't dig into my abdomen.

Other Symptoms: Hip pain. Yes, already. Most of the time, it's just a dull ache, but if I sit or lie in one position too long, I get really stiff and sore and have to hobble around for awhile in a lot of pain.
I sleep a LOT at night, but I'm usually able to get through the day without a nap. Usually.

Announcing: We announced to my family Saturday, June 25th while they were in town. I made this little tag, and we stuck it to a bag of the pink and white Circus Animal Cookies. I handed it to them right as we were leaving out the door to go to the circus, and they loved it!



We never officially announced to Tucker's family. My MIL saw ginger-ale and Saltines on my nightstand at the cabin a month ago and knew but never said anything. She told my FIL her guess, and my SIL had been bugging me about it for weeks ever since she saw a bit of a bump because of the way I was holding Annie above my tummy. One week, she stopped me in the middle of a sentence and put her hands on my belly exclaiming, "I really think there's a baby in there!" I denied it, but she wouldn't drop it, and eventually my face gave it away. The younger in-laws found out on Annie's birthday when she opened a present with the ultrasound pictures. She really didn't know what was going on, but when we did presents and cake, one of the gift-bags had a paper with "Brother or Sister?" on it with the ultrasound pictures inside. We snapped pictures and shared on Facebook for our public announcement.





Dr. Appt: Our first appt wasn't until Annie's birthday, which is why we waited so long to announce. We thought I was about 12w+5, but the US showed me measuring about 4 days ahead at 13w+2. After the initial paperwork, they took us right back to the ultrasound room, and we got to see our little Blueb swimming and squirming! At first, I was sad we had to wait so long for our first appointment (they usually do them between 8-10 weeks), but now, I'm am so glad because we got to see more than just a jellybean in there! Cute little face and tummy and heart-beat and spine and legs and hands and toes! I wish we could have just stayed in there forever. But then it was time to meet with the doctor. After talking with him and verifying that my cycles are a little longer than average, he decided that we could move my due date from January 6th to January 2nd. I know it's only 4 days, but it just seems so much sooner! Especially when it practically pushed me into the second trimester already! Everything looked good, and he's not worried at all. He even gave me the ok for Disneyland as long as I use good judgement!!! And since I was 13 weeks and not 12 weeks, he booked my next appointment for 5 weeks out instead of 4 so we can just do the anatomy ultrasound and find out if Annie will get a brother or sister!

face

head, spine, tummy, and heart



I'm so excited, and honestly, I'm really loving this pregnancy so far. I realize I'm pretty lucky because my first was nowhere near this pleasant. Plus, it just feels like it's going by so fast, and I hope it will continue that way. We can't wait to meet our little Blueb!


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Thursday, November 5, 2015

BOO-Thousand Fifteen

Another Halloween, come and gone..

It's no secret that I love going all out and having a really awesome costume every year. But something about momming a 16-mo-old just really slows ya down. Shocker, right?

Back in July or August, Tucker came to me claiming he had the perfect family Halloween costume idea: Phantom of the Opera, Christine Daae, and the cymbal monkey music box! I thought it sounded like great plan so I kept the idea in the back of my mind.

In September, I started gathering supplies at Hobby Lobby and browsing D.I.'s racks for anything I thought I might be able to turn into something spectacular. Some plaster wrap and spray paint, roses, a solid brown onesie, etc. But as the supplies piled up, I still couldn't bring myself to actually do anything with it.

Before I knew it, I had a week before Halloween. I always hate myself for putting things off so late, but I guess that's just how I work. One last trip to D.I. for a loose blouse and tux pants, and a bolt of black, crushed velvet from Walmart, and I had everything I needed.

I think my main reason for putting off costumes til last minute had to do more with the fact that I knew I'd finally be forced to open my sewing machine for the first time, even though it had been sitting in my closet for almost two years. I'm ok with sewing. Like I've made pajamas and bags and can thread it and everything. But once I pulled that thing out, I had a mini freak-out. My sewing machine is way fancier than anything I've used before. So it definitely required some Instruction Manual perusing.

But then I got going, and with Nikki as a late-night buddy, supplying carmel apple suckers and fancy chocolate, I made it through.

I wish I took before pictures, but I was too rushed to think about it! So I'll just show the end result and tell you what I did.






The Phantom: So Tucker's costume was pretty easy. He had the shoes and the shirt. The tux pants were $8 at D.I. and in perfect condition. The cape was just one long piece of crushed velvet. I cut a thin strip off one of the ends, and then folded the edge down cutting small snips every few inches. I then threaded the thin piece through the holes, and there you go! A quick, no-sew cape! The mask was the most time-consuming. I made Tucker hold still for over an hour while I laid slimy strips of plaster (think papier-mâché) across his Vaselined face. Once it was dried and off his face, I added some details using a natural clay from Crayola. And one that was all dry, I used a white gloss spray paint. I'm pretty happy with the way it turned out, especially since it's my first mask. Next time, I'll definitely go for a smoother finish and figure out a better way to stick it to his face. I was planning on using spirit gum, but when that didn't work, we had to make do with double-sided tape.




Christine Daae: My costume required more pieces but required no sewing and was fast to put together. I already had the black corset from my Queen Regina costume from 2012, and the white blouse was only a couple bucks at D.I. The wrapped skirt was a just a big, long piece of fabric (maybe a formal table-cloth?) I found at D.I. for a buck. And the darker, smaller piece was some sort of runner with tassels on it and only cost me $2. I cut the runner into a smaller triangular piece, and wrapped both gold fabrics around my waist and tied them. A couple small roses in the corset and a large one in the hair completed the look. The most time-consuming part of my costume was curling my hair.

The Monkey Music-box: For Annie's costume, I found some black velvet pants. gold shoes, and a solid, brown onesie at D.I. Actually, the onesie had "C.U.T.I.E." stitched into the front, but Nikki got that off with a seam ripper pretty easily. The hardest part of her costume was the vest. I found a little, renaissance-y shirt in D.I.'s costume section, but it was way too big and not what I was looking for. I loved the red and gold on it though, as well as the gold lining so I decided to make it work. I cut the two middle sections of the shirt out to be the front part of the vest and removed the poofy, silky sleeves. I cut a smaller version of the back and reattached the pieces to make a vest. I soon realized, however, that the red and gold fabric really loved to fray, even after sewing through it. It made things a little difficult so I finished the edged off with a small line of hot glue, and it did the trick perfectly. The little turban (which we forgot on Halloween night) was made of the same dark gold fabric from the table runner part of my skirt. I used the tassel part for a front decoration and wound part of the vest left-overs for some color. I wasn't sure how to sew it, so I just twisted pieces and hot-glued them. It seemed to work though! Credit for the cymbals goes to Nikki. She spray-painted some small paper-plates and looped hair-ties through them for handles. Genius!



Another successful Halloween for the books. And yes, we're already thinking about ideas for next year! Have any suggestions? :)


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Tuesday, September 22, 2015

Perfectly Natural



Sunday was our 2nd anniversary. Two whole years?! Sometimes that seems crazy fast, but other times, it feels like it's been forever. We went out for dinner and dessert to the Cheesecake Factory Saturday night to celebrate. Tucker got me a beautiful dress, and I got him a cozy robe. Nothing too terribly fancy, but fun to celebrate and spend some time alone together all the same.

We were camping Friday night and stayed up with some other young couples around the fire. It was so much fun, but even though one or two of the couples have been married longer than us, we were the only ones with a baby, and it made us feel older than the rest. It doesn't feel like we're still newlyweds. We've just always been together, simple as that.

I love that marriage is so natural for us. Notice, I definitely did not say EASY. Everyone knows all marriages have their ups and downs, and for us, this past year has been pretty hard.

But it is natural.

Being with him is natural. Laying in bed late at night, scarfing down popcorn, and laughing at an episode of New Girl with him is natural. Feeling him gently nudging me to wake up in the morning is natural. Folding his laundry is natural. Looking up to see him walking in the door is natural. Letting his hand find mine for a quick squeeze in the car is natural. Holding him after he's had a hard day is natural. Tickling his back as he sits on the bed to take off his shoes is natural. Feeling his arms reach around me and a quick kiss on the cheek while I'm getting Annie's lunch is natural. Sitting together, holding hands, even if one of us is upset or frustrated with the other, is natural. "I'm sorry" is natural (although he's much better at it than I. One of the many ways I need to improve). "Thank you" is natural. Telling him about my deepest wishes, fears, dreams, and random thoughts is natural. Kissing him first thing in the morning and last thing at night is natural. Being together, it just feels so completely right.

Thank you, Tucker, for the best two years of my life. Thank you for making it so natural to be your wife. Thanks for being my "Perfect Fit."

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Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Puddle Jumping and Tender Mercies

For some reason, my pictures are not uploading the edited version. So enjoy them in all their uncropped and untouched glory.

You know those moments that aren't planned but while you're in the middle of it, you know you'll never ever forget it?

Monday night was one of those for me.

Annie took a 3 1/2 hour nap, which meant I was able to wash and fold 2 loads of laundry as well as clean and vacuum our bedroom and our living room. And I even had time to make a batch of snickerdoodles! In the meantime, a huge late-summer storm rolled in, filling the afternoon with thunder and the smell of rain.

As Annie woke up, the storm reached its climax, and I gathered a big flannel blanket so we could sit on the porch and watch the rain. Unfortunately, the wind was blowing the storm straight under the eave - we got wet just from opening the door! - so we stayed inside until it calmed down.




But as soon as it slowed to a light patter, I put Annie's shoes and socks on, and we went outside to wait for Tucker to come home. Annie adventured around the cul-de-sac, finding leaves and sticks in the gutters and squishing mud between her fingers. We slowly made our way down the sidewalk to the stadium, and just as we made it to the bottom of the hill, I saw Tucker making his way home.





Annie took off as soon as she saw Tucker to show him the leaf she was holding. Except more than half the sidewalk was under water - I guess that's what happens at the base of the hill after a rain storm - and it didn't take long before she noticed the giant puddle. She was a little timid at first, but as soon as I rolled up my pants and waded in, she came splashing in after me.

I have never see this girl so happy.

I expected a few minutes of splashing and then for her to be cold and done. But no.




That girl plopped right down in her diaper and would. not. come. out.




Her favorite thing was finding all the little acorns and blades of grass and sticks and taking all of them back to Tucker to hold. When we realized this was turning into more than a quick puddle jump, he found a dry place for his backpack and shoes and came to join us.








Tucker and I just stood and laughed at our silly, smiley, energetic little girl. Seriously, we have no idea where this huge, cheesy, toothy grin came from, but she kept doing it over and over, and we busted up laughing every time.








It was the perfect beginning to a stressful week and did so much for just lifting and replenishing my soul. I felt so happy, it was like bubbles of happiness were overflowing.




Who'd'a thunk a faulty sidewalk and some rain could bring so much joy?



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