tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34614909086561450682024-03-13T22:02:29.500-05:00dennis & jenJenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02376431446391066848noreply@blogger.comBlogger309125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3461490908656145068.post-84679491348820187402013-05-17T20:55:00.004-05:002013-05-17T21:17:04.469-05:00Here and ThereI have some random pictures of Grace that I wanted to post over the last couple months...<br />
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<br />Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02376431446391066848noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3461490908656145068.post-13753293746275031022013-04-10T18:52:00.000-05:002013-05-18T18:52:55.501-05:00Welcome Home Elder and Sister Mitchell!!My parents have been on their church service mission for <a href="http://www.lds.org/" target="_blank">The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints</a> since September 2011. They have been serving the people in the Solomon Islands, and we have missed them terribly. <br />
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Last week, on Thursday I was up early checking my e-mail when I saw
one from my mom asking me to get on Skype. That was pretty unusual, so I
thought something might be wrong. I hurried and logged on, and
immediately my mom said they were going to have to come home. We knew
that they were scheduled to be coming home in early August, so it came
as a surprise. They went on to tell me that the kidney stone my dad had
been dealing with had not passed in over 2 months, and it was becoming
increasingly uncomfortable and dangerous. He would need surgery to have it removed, and there isn't proper medical care in the Islands. <br />
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So, Dennis and
I decided I would drive out to Utah with Jared and Grace to greet
welcome them as they came home. It was a big surprise, because my
parents didn't think anyone would be at the airport to greet them. <br />
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arrived at the Salt Lake airport last night to see all their 5
children, and 16 of their 19 grandchildren. (only Dennis and my three
oldest were missing). It was a memorable reunion, and the very first
time for my parents to meet Grace Anne in person. It was absolutely
wonderful!<br />
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Mom and Dad's look of surprise at seeing us all</div>
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Jessie, Gwen, and Kamber in for some hugs </div>
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Brice, Hunter, James, Kaylee, Scott, Luke now in on the action</div>
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My mom meeting Grace!</div>
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Jared and I hugging him </div>
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Love it!</div>
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We're so happy they are home!!!</div>
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It's hard to believe that Andrew is already 5 years old.<br />
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He is one big ball of energy.<br />
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He gives us a run for our money, and I know with his determination he is going to do great things one day.<br />
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Andrew completely softens the instant he touches Grace. He becomes a little snuggly teddy bear and protector. It is one of my favorite things to watch.<br />
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He has the most endearing raisin-brown eyes and long black eyelashes. If he is grows up to be tall one day (he's not very big right now), he will definitely be the "tall,dark, and handsome" man girls swoon over.<br />
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<br />Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02376431446391066848noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3461490908656145068.post-81067271077950162532013-01-25T14:03:00.000-06:002013-02-12T14:04:11.827-06:00Two MonthsIn honor of Grace's 2-month birthday, we had a very amateur photo shoot at home.<br />
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Jared even got to get in on the action - cookies and all.<br />
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Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02376431446391066848noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3461490908656145068.post-73747660158645942822012-12-27T22:47:00.000-06:002013-02-12T13:54:08.244-06:00Emma Mae is 6!I always feel like Emma gets ripped off a little because her birthday is only two days after Christmas. <br />
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The wonderful thing about Emma is that she never feels that way.<br />
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She is just happy to have a day devoted just to her, and she doesn't care when it is!<br />
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This year was pretty funny, in fact.<br />
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Early on in December there were some rough days. Our elf, Marvin, actually went away for an entire week because it was so bad. We weren't sure if he was coming back, or if he'd even tell Santa to bring any presents to the kids. <br />
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When we were discussing it one evening, Andrew and Sarah got really worried about not getting any presents. But, Emma wasn't worried at all. She happily proclaimed, "That's okay! My birthday is right after Christmas, so I'll get presents anyway!" <br />
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Smart girl.<br />
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Almond Joys, Cherry Cordials, Dollar Mints, Orange Creams, Buckeyes, and lots of chocolate covered pretzels.<br />
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The kids all helped us dip some pretzels tonight.<br />
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There may have been a little taste-testing going on in the kitchen!Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02376431446391066848noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3461490908656145068.post-58090599868448159532012-12-22T13:33:00.000-06:002013-02-12T13:34:05.620-06:00Snow FunWe got our first snowstorm of the season this week! <br />
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The forecasters were really hyping it up, and it did not disappoint.<br />
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Once it started, it didn't stop for about 20 hours.<br />
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The kids were able to have two snow days away from school right before they were supposed to break for Christmas, so it was a fun little surprise.<br />
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Daddy decided to take the afternoon off after it stopped snowing to enjoy a little family time.<br />
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The goal was for the kids to get so used to smiling on cue that they would do it wonderfully when family picture time came.<br />
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Who was I kidding? <br />
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At least we tried, right?Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02376431446391066848noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3461490908656145068.post-27731184586472156532012-11-30T12:55:00.000-06:002013-02-12T13:17:10.202-06:00Grace Anne HungerThe weekend was a busy one.<br />
We celebrated Thanksgiving in Cedar Rapids with the entire Hunger clan.<br />
Then, on Friday we headed down to Nauvoo to stay the night because... <br />
On Saturday, Dennis's youngest sister (31 yrs. old) was married in the Nauvoo temple.<br />
Just as it started to look like we were going to get some sleep after a big family-filled weekend, my water broke.<br />
It was about 3:00 on Sunday afternoon and Dennis had just gotten home from his meetings at church.<br />
I wasn't having any contractions different than what I'd had for the past two weeks - some here and there. Some days it was 10 contractions, other days I'd have 20 or so.<br />
I was so worried about going to the hospital and having them give me pitocin.<br />
Jared's birth had gone so well when I was able to get to the hospital at 8cm, and do it without an epidural, and I wanted to duplicate that as much as possible.<br />
So, I decided to walk a little on the treadmill.<br />
I did about 1.25 miles.<br />
Still nothing. <br />
We had a youth fireside that evening. <br />
With Dennis as the Branch President and me as the Young Women's President, we were both supposed to attend, but I decided to sit it out and sent Dennis anyway.<br />
Finally, at about 6:00 (just minutes after I sent Dennis off) I started to feel uncomfortable with the contractions.<br />
I knew I just needed to tough it out until he got home around 7:30.<br />
So, I did.<br />
I got the kids ready for bed and tucked them in for the night. <br />
Dennis got home, Grandpa Ned came to watch the kids, and we hurried to the hospital.<br />
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The doctor came an hour later at 9:00 and I was 8 cm. He then told me he was going to run home for his computer and he'd be back in a little while.<br />
I cautioned him how fast my babies liked to come, and he smiled and left.<br />
He must live around the corner from the hospital because he made it back in time.<br />
Grace was born at 9:23 pm.<br />
No problems, no epidural, just a healthy baby girl.<br />
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That night, Dennis's sister from Utah was still in town (for about 5 more hours) so she and her son came to meet Grace with Grandma Mary. <br />
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Early the next morning, Grandpa brought Grace's adoring older brothers and sisters to meet her. Everyone except Jared fell in love at first sight. Jared needed a day or two more than the rest. <br />
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We were able to go home the very next day, which I loved!<br />
I cannot say it was without pain, but she was worth it!Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02376431446391066848noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3461490908656145068.post-4802408390915426372012-11-02T16:16:00.000-05:002012-11-20T16:17:24.903-06:00Autumn LeavesAll it once it seemed like the leaves had fallen. <br />
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Our huge yard covered. It soon became hard to see the grass.<br />
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Dennis thought it was time we do something about it...<br />
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But, neither of us thought raking the leaves sounded feasible.<br />
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Enter the leaf blower.<br />
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And, it still took days to complete the task! Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02376431446391066848noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3461490908656145068.post-84109651260600326122012-10-15T15:58:00.000-05:002012-11-20T16:04:00.065-06:00Silly TrainSunday afternoons...<br />
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They can be pretty long when church gets over at 12:00.<br />
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Trust me... these kids have earned it!Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02376431446391066848noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3461490908656145068.post-35092438275192768942012-10-08T21:49:00.000-05:002012-11-20T15:49:14.399-06:00I can't believe he is 2!Jared Lee is two! How did that happen? <br />
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This little guy is so fun to have around. We absolutely love having him in our family.<br />
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He is pretty easy-going, goes to bed great, and plays on his own really well.<br />
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His cake was a hit. He wanted to play with the trucks all day and all night too!<br />
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We love this sweet guy. <br />
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Happy Birthday Jared. <br />
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<br />Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02376431446391066848noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3461490908656145068.post-57942371878639898662012-09-01T13:30:00.000-05:002012-11-20T15:11:05.732-06:00Back To SchoolThis year Sarah, Emma, and Andrew will go full-days to school. <br />
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Emma is in kindergarten, so it is full day and our school also started offering a full-day preschool program 4 days a week for 4-year-olds. It was something we thought over a lot, but it just seems right for Andrew to go full-days. He gets to stay home with Mommy and Jared on Wednesdays, so that is always a special day for us.<br />
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<br />Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02376431446391066848noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3461490908656145068.post-48188955786277772112012-07-31T13:11:00.000-05:002012-11-20T13:28:16.689-06:00#1 FHEWe had the best Family Home Evening last night.<br />
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A couple in our branch have a little piece of land and some animals. They've done rodeo in the past, but now all their kids are grown, so they just have the animals for fun.<br />
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Dennis asked them if we could come over for FHE, and they were so sweet to teach our kids about work, let them ride the horses, and then reward them with a yummy dinner.<br />
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His dad had one when he was growing up, so now Dennis has one to make great memories with our kids. <br />
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It is a six-wheeled amphibious vehicle called an Attex. <br />
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Dennis loves it, the kids love taking rides in it, and I like it a lot too (as long as we don't become amphibious with it). <br />
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Dennis's sister came to visit from Utah this week, so we HAD to get out the Attex to give all the kids a ride (minus the babies, of course).<br />
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It is quite loud. <br />
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It is very smoky. <br />
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Emma graduated from preschool today. She had a great year with an amazing teacher. Miss Johnson was a hit with Dennis and I the second we met her. At back-to-school night at the beginning of the year, Emma (in typical Emma-fashion) ran to Miss Johnson and gave her a huge hug. Miss Johnson beamed with joy, and we knew she would be a perfect fit for Emma. She was just the right person to nurture Emma's sweet and caring spirit. My favorite thing about her was her name for the kids. When I would visit the class, and Miss Johnson was trying to get the kids' attention, she'd always say "Friends... we need to pay attention," or "Friends... it's time for snack!" ADORABLE.<br />
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Emma really grew a lot this year and had a blast being around other kids and making new friendships. She was always the one in class to help others, especially the youngest kids.<br />
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Each of the kids wore a sash at graduation telling us what they want to be when they grow up. Emma chose to be a Nurse, which is quite fitting. Although, I still think that she would make an amazing preschool teacher.Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02376431446391066848noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3461490908656145068.post-30983047123044628532012-05-12T12:33:00.000-05:002012-11-20T12:44:43.939-06:00Dance Recital Sarah and Emma had their dance recital last night.<br />
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They thoroughly enjoyed dressing up, putting on make-up, and wearing the (mandatory) fancy jewelry.<br />
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I think dance is a necessary part of being a little girl. <br />
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This year they just took tumbling, so we had a lot of cartwheels and somersaults in the house. <br />
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Fun, fun. They did great! <br />
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<br />Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02376431446391066848noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3461490908656145068.post-68050075233176720202012-04-29T13:36:00.004-05:002012-04-29T13:36:47.752-05:00Happy 7th Birthday Sarah!!Sarah had a great birthday this year. <br />
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We took the kids ice skating on Friday night, and then on her birthday (Saturday) the elementary school had a carnival. <br />
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We had a great time playing there, and then we came home for a little party. <br />
Grandma and Grandpa Hunger joined us for the festivities. <br />
Lasagna dinner, rainbow cake and ice cream, and presents completed the evening.<br />
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Seven things about Sarah on her 7th birthday: <br />1. She is a sweet girl who loves to help Mom & Dad and her younger siblings. <br />
2. She is very bright and excels in school.<br />
3. She makes friends easily.<br />
4. She has perfected her cartwheel and back-bend in tumbling this year.<br />
5. She absolutely will not eat a peanut butter and jelly sandwich (how is she MY child?)<br />
6. She finally lost her first and only tooth last month.<br />
7. She is constantly writing and illustrating short stories any time she can get her hands on some paper. <br />
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We are so grateful to have Sarah in our home. <br /><br />Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02376431446391066848noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3461490908656145068.post-61847099014700895402012-04-09T13:31:00.000-05:002012-04-09T13:31:09.451-05:00Hippity Hoppity Easter<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="428" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YkfPRdrVHNQ/T4MpZ5MYPGI/AAAAAAAADI4/5KxbcYmTnSM/s640/IMG_2514.JPG" width="640" /></div><br />
This year I got a little ambitious and decided to make the kids' Easter clothes. I found a tutorial online on how to make a little girl dress out of a men's dress shirt. Dennis was happy to donate to the cause. I even had enough material on the sleeves to make the boys matching bow ties.<br />
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Jared was not cooperating for pictures... but Andrew, Emma, and Sarah were doing great.<br />
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This Easter was especially great this year because it was Jared's first day of nursery at church! We were very, very excited for this day. <br />
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And, Jared? Well, he'll warm up to the idea eventually. Especially when he realizes that snacks are always part of the deal.<br />
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Who doesn't want to wear a bunny mask, ball cap, flip-flops, no pants, a shirt that's too big, a Sheriff Woody vest, and only the neck piece of a tie?<br />
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But in this case, I think "Your name is MUD makes perfect sense. <br />
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Saturday morning, we asked the kids what they wanted for breakfast. We were thinking pancakes, eggs, bacon, and all breakfast foods in their glory. The kids were thinking donuts, so off to Krispy Kreme were we! <br />
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Down the street, we saw a Toys R Us, so we thought we'd kill a little time browsing around. The next game we wanted to see wasn't until 6:00 that night, so while we were at Toys R Us, we thought it best to entertain the kids with some small new toys. At $7 a piece, it was the best investment of $21 we could have made that day! The kids played and played with their new toys while Dennis and I took turns shopping at the mall. We also went to see The Lorax in the mall's theater (which provided a wonderful nap for Andrew and myself). <br />
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The last stop before the game was our favorite ice cream... Culver's Frozen Custard. For those of you not in the Midwest, it is honestly amazing. Their vanilla cone should be ranked on one of those lists, "10 things you should eat before you die". It's that good.<br />
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We finished off our trip with a basketball game, and a sleepy drive home. It was a great mini-vacation.Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02376431446391066848noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3461490908656145068.post-63407303524544952892012-03-24T13:17:00.002-05:002012-04-09T13:18:50.416-05:00Are You Ready For Some Football?This is what I found when I got home from my workout this morning:<br />
The next Peyton Manning<br />
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Jared and I ran around and chased the dogs (or tried to keep Jared from hitting the dogs' noses, and keep the dogs from licking Jared to death).<br />
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I don't think that sight could be more beautiful...Jenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02376431446391066848noreply@blogger.com3