Saturday, October 31, 2009

Fun at the Pumpkin Patch!

We finally made it to our 2nd annual trip to the pumpkin patch! There were fewer pumpkins left since we went so late in the season, but it was well worth the trip :) Karis was amazed to see all the vines where the pumpkins grew and some "baby" pumpkins on the vines that were still green! And the farm had much more fun in store for us:

Karis loved the "pumpkin "house" and I was excited to get a picture of her peeking through just like last year ! (And when I looked back at those pics from last year, it was hard to believe she was ever that little or that this time last year I was fat and pregnant with Karlie :)
Daddy trying to get a shot with his girls, but they were a little distracted :)
Karlie thought the tunnel was pretty neat...
And Karis was totally pumped about the old-school pumpkin airplane. She loved pushing all the buttons and turning knobs (and Daddy did, too :) We had a hard time getting her away from it :)
And she was surprised to find these random corncobs everywhere and kept trying to collect them all :)
We attempted to get a pic of the girls together in the wagon, but once again, they were a little distracted :)
As usual, Karlie tried to eat everything she came in contact with :)
Just had to do it :)
Karis liked the tire-horesy swing a lot more this year!
And of course, Daddy had to get on as well :)

Can't wait to do it again next year!

Friday, October 30, 2009

The long-awaited 9-month update!

Now that I am capable of taking pictures, I can finally post on sweet Karlie Sue at 9 months! (Because what good is an update without pictures? :)

Little Miss Smiley had quite a rough month with congestion, but that didn't keep her down! She is crusing all over the place, pushing furniture all over the house, knocking everything over, and climbing on top of everything. Whew! I simply can't keep up with her! She is also in the "find every-little-speck-on-the-floor-even-though-Mama-just-vacuumed" stage and has almost choked (scared Mama to death) countless times. Seriously -- I don't know how she manages to find these things! She absolutely loves to "walk" holding onto your hands and Karis thinks it is great fun to try to "help" her and ends up dragging Karlie by one arm across the floor :)

Karlie now has 3 and two-halves teeth (she has two that are oh-so-close to popping through) and is a drooling machine. In fact, her little chin is breaking out from all the continuous drool. I keep coconut oil on it as much as possible, but it just stays wet :) And from the fact that her mouth is always open from "talking" all the time :) This month her squeals turned into real sounds and she is quite proud of her "ba-ba-ba-ba" and "ha-ha-ha-ha" and "ah-ah-ah-ah" and just gets downright excited every time she gets her sounds going. She gets even more excited when I try to get her to repeat "Ma-ma" and can just hardly contain herself. Oh, she is just so much fun!

But never fear, this girl has a temper, maybe even more than her sister. I think Karis is more dramatic, but Karlie gets more angry :) Don't even think about taking a toy away from her or bringing her in from playing outside or that head will go back and that back will arch an you will hear the screams! (Don't worry, we are not going to let her get away with that temper:)

I must say that although I am trying to do signs with Karlie, I just don't think about it as often as I did with Karis. She is lucky to see me do one a day which is quite pitiful, I know. I'm going to have to put my chart back on the fridge just to remind myself. But I am quite excited that this 9-month old actually really likes to go potty! It is ever so amazing to me! I think about putting her on the potty maybe 4 times a day and she actually uses it at least 3 times, often more. I need to set a timer or something to remind myself to take her more often to see if she teaches herself to stay dry at an early age.

Karlie has really started to enjoy reading and will now sit still for about 10 books. I read to her by herself every day when she wakes up from her nap because Karis sleeps longer. She also climbs all over us and grabs at our books during the rest of the day when I am reading to Karis. I'm hoping that she will end up loving to read as much as Karis.
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Thursday, October 29, 2009

A whole week?

Has it really been a whole week since I've posted about my girls? Aaack! I'm going to blame it on the lack of camera. It is really no fun blogging without pictures. But never fear, pictures are back starting right now! Yay! Since you can't really read it, I'm going to tell you what Karlie's shirt says: "I get my good looks from my Dad!" The shirt was Karis' originally, but it is actually more true of Karlie since most people say she is the spitting image of Mark :)

So now that you've missed out on a week of our lives, where do I start? I think I'll just do a random ramblings post to try to fill you in...

--Karlie is still loving the potty and pretty much uses it every time I set her on it. I'm still amazed. Every. Time. Wish I could remember to think of setting her on it mlore often...

--Karis is offically addicted to coconut water. I gave it to her when she had a cold last week and now she asks (pleads) for it All. The. Time. I'm hoping my Kombucha ferments soon so I can give that to her instead. Because even though it's good for her, coconut water is too expensive to eat all the time.

--Mark has had the craziest week at work. Ever. But I guess that's what happens when there used to be four supervisors and now he's the only one left doing everyone else's job plus his own. My husband is such a hard worker that it amazes me sometimes. I could never do what he does. It stinks when he has to bring work home, but he is so good about not doing it when the girls are awake. He is such a great Daddy! Pray that things calm down soon, though, so he can relax with his lazy wife in the evenings :)

-- I've been practicing living without much sleep for the past month. Mark works with lots of kids and keeps bringing bugs home. Then it circles around the house and even if the girls don't get horribly sick, Karlie gets at least a stuffy nose. Then she doesn't want to sleep because she can't breathe well and she doesn't like sleeping with her mouth open. It just makes her MAD that she can't breathe and I can't say that I blame her!! So that means lots of nights propped up on the couch or in a steamy bathroom for me and my baby, trying to comfort her enough to sleep. But that's ok. It my job and I love her. And praise God that I haven't been sick even the tiniest sniffle!

-- Even when she is congested, Karlie is the happiest thing ever when she is awake. My Dad calls her smiley. Oh, I just can't get enough of her! (Except at night; I wouldn't mind it if she slept in her crib again :) And she is super persistent -- if she sees something that she wants, she just plows over anything in her way. No matter who or what it is. She tramples over Karis all the time and Karis just looks at me like, "what is she doing?" Karlie talks/ squeals all the time and its hilarious. Especially when she is congested because she sounds so funny. Our friends at Bible Study were rolling laughing last night because they said she sounds just like a grimlin.

-- Now that Karis can talk so well and can actually say anything that she thinks of, we have been quite entertained by her lately. Its amazing what she comes up with. For instance, yesterday she passed some gas. She looked surprised and said excitedly, "I have a bubble in my bum!" He, he :)

-- Daddy has been so excited to be able to play soccer again! They have indoor soccer at the place where he works so now he plays every Sunday night after the girls go to bed. I cannot even begin to describe the excitement that was my husband after the first game. :) He is having so much fun! And I'm excited about it because the husband of one of my best friends plays with him, so she comes and hangs out with me! We just sat on the couch and talked for 2 hours straight last time! I seriously have not had such wonderful girl talk since I got married and I have dearly missed it! (I mean, I love chatting with my husband and all, but there is no way he could make himself sit still on the couch for 2 hours to chat :) If you are in need of some girl talk, feel free to join us on Sunday nights around 7:30! And sometime this season I want to get someone to come sit with the girls so we can actually go to the game and cheer our fellows on! Yay for Sunday nights!

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Silly girl :)

Me, after trying to get some advice from my holistic doctor: "I tried to call the doctor, but she wasn't there"
Karis, very seriously and matter of factly: "Dr. said no more monkeys jumping on the bed!"

Looking at a book that had a bunch of different Mama animals and their babies:
Me: "Look Karis, the alligators are hatching from the eggs!"
Karis, very matter of factly: "I eat eggs!"
(yes, we do eat a lot of eggs around here. But I promise, we don't eat alligator eggs!)
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Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Grandma Connie's jewelry

When we took a weekend home a while back, we visited Great-Grandma Connie. She let Karis play in a HUGE jewelry box full of costume jewelry. Those of you who know my daughter know that she is incredibly obsessed with jewelry. She will run up to complete strangers and point to a necklace and say, "I like your necklace!" And then try to touch it, of course :) I find it so funny because I really haven't worn much jewelry since having babies(who like to grab it.) Anyways, Karis was out of her mind excited, especially when Great-Grandma Connie said that she and Karlie could each pick a necklace and some earrings to keep. This picture doesn't do any justice to her excitement -- it was taken after a nap in the car on the way home. (I dropped my camera and broke it while trying to keep a jumping and excited Karlie out of the jewelry and at the same time capture the extreme happy deliriousness of Karis playing in Great Grandma Connie's jewelry box.)
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Tuesday, October 20, 2009

For the love of a hoodie...

Since our camera is still broken without hope, here are a few pictures that we took last weekend when we went back home...There once was a girl who was very excited about wearing a sweater for the 1st time of the season... And even more excited about the hood on top...

...So excited that she snuck up on Mama and put hers on as well...
Mama tried to sneakily take it back down for a perfect fall family photo...
...but unfortunately Karlie was too distracted to look at the camera...
... so the little girl snuck up on Mama and pulled her hoodie on again, laughing hysterically...
...and we gave up on taking the perfect family picture :)

Monday, October 19, 2009

Potty training a 9 month old?

Karlie just turned 9 months! (monthly update soon to come; waiting on the grandparents to come visit this weekend so I can use their camera.) My amazing friend, Mary, who convinced me to try early potty training, gave me a little potty for Karlie to use. Would you believe that the very first time I set her on it, she tinkled immediately? Yep. And the next time, too! And the next! She even pooped once! It was as if she knew exactly what it was for. There have honestly been very few times in the past week that I have set her on the potty and she hasn't gone at least a little.

Don't worry, though, I'm not going diaperless anytime soon. Karlie still uses her diaper regularly because I am not at all consistent with taking her. (I just set her on the potty whenever Karis goes :). But it is exciting that she seems to know to go in the potty. And that she seems to enjoy sitting there just like her big sister. She just looks at me and grins. I wish I could get a picture of them sitting there together because they are just too cute. Maybe we'll get our camera fixed soon.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

The Story of Mark and Meg

To officially conclude my anniversary posts, I thought I would share the story of how God brought Mark and I together. I've been wanting to write it down for some time now, mainly because I want my girls to be able to read it and see how God divinely brought our paths together in a way we could never have orchestrated on our own. I thank God for godly parents who prayed for my future husband since the day I was born! (Warning: this is a long post! But I'm sure you expected that by now :)

Our story begins, surprisingly enough, with my grandfather. He was a kind man who had never met a stranger. He loved his job distributing paper products to local businesses (Please, no "Office" thoughts here! :) because it meant he could chat with the friends he had made over the years. And brag on his grandchildren. Especially his only grand-daughter :) Two of his long-time friends were ladies in an accounting department at a local surgical clinic. Since the day I was born, he would take them pictures and tell them the latest on how wonderful I was...

Fast-forward 20 years and my sweet grandfather unexpectedly dies, leaving my grandmother in despair and quickly going into depression. I was home from college for the summer and trying to earn some money for an expensive internship I was doing at Focus on the Family in Colorado. I really felt like I was supposed to go live with my grandmother for the summer and try to cheer her up, but I needed to find a job in her city...

One of the ladies at the surgical clinic called to check up on my grandmother and see how she was doing. My grandmother explained that she was really struggling and that she was hoping I would get a job there so I could come and live with her. The very next day I got a phone call and they offered me a job on the spot without ever having met me!!! I had no idea that they had been hearing about how wonderful I was since I was little :)

So I moved in with my grandmother and began working in the medical records part of the surgical clinic. A few days later, I got a random phone call from a guy claiming to be the son of one of the ladies in accounting. I initially called him "sir" and was not even yet sure which lady was his Mom. He (Mark) told me that his Mom had told him of my situation, that I was new in town and didn't know many people yet. He invited me to go to a college aged Bible Study that evening. I politely declined, saying that perhaps I would go the following week. (Not really planning to, but just being nice.)

Mark tells me that ever since my first day on the job, his Mom had been bugging him to come and meet me. He at first refused, but she was persistent and he was curious. He tried to get her to tell me about the Bible Study so he wouldn't sound so crazy calling me up out of the blue, but she wouldn't do it. So he called me, never having met me, and I thought he was a little crazy :)

The next day, I was up on a ladder, filing some medical records and my supervisor came and told me that I had a visitor. I noticed the little smile on her face, but couldn't imagine why. (Note: Mark had grown up knowing all the ladies in his Mom's office and they were all very interested and excited about his interest, another factor that I knew nothing about :) Mark introduced himself and said that he had to come by to let me know that he actually wouldn't be at the Bible Study the next week because he was taking his youth group to camp for the week. And then he proceeded to invite me to go to the lake with him and a group of his friends tomorrow. (We were all off work for the 4th of July.) Once again, I politely declined.

Mark tells me that he went back to his apartment and told his roommate that he had just met the girl he was going to marry! How he got that out of our super short conversation in which I rejected him, I'll never know :) Although I thought he was cute, I still didn't know him from Adam and wasn't about to go anywhere with him.

But since he was going to be gone, I decided to go to the Bible Study the next week to see what kind of people he hung out with :) I met his roommate, who was super nice, some of his other friends, had a good time, and decided that their theology wasn't heretical.

Mark tells me that he was incredibly upset that I went to the Bible Study without him because he was afraid that I would start to like his roommate instead :)

Later on that week, he called again and asked if we could have dinner together on Saturday night. (Note: all of our conversations are on the office phone because I haven't even given him my number yet :) I told him that I was going to be out of town visiting my parents for the weekend, and they lived a little over an hour away. So he asked if he could drive down and meet me for dinner somewhere in that town. (The guy just kept on trying! Which I liked :) So I told him that he was welcome to come have dinner with my folks and I, but since I didn't know him at all, I wasn't ready to go anywhere with him. So he agreed to do that and asked for my number so he could call later on for directions.

To make a super long story somewhat shorter, he called the night before our "date" and we talked for about 2 hours, finally starting to get to know each other. We had a great dinner with my folks and they and I both felt comfortable enough with him for me to go out and play some putt-putt and get ice cream. By the end of that date, I, also, was pretty convinced that we would end up spending the rest of our lives together!

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Random Mark and Meg facts

Aww, our anniversary week is drawing to an end. I'm sure you've missed the girls, but I've had fun focusing on my husband this week. I'm still without a camera, so I thought I'd throw out a couple of random facts about Mark and I and a few pics that our friends took at our wedding (we got married before a "digital CD" was in the standard wedding package so none of our professional pics are on the computer. My how things change in 5 years!)

--When we were first dating, Mark fixed an entire yummy meal for me, my grandmother, and his elderly neighbor. I thought was very odd, but sweet and I was impressed that a bachelor like himself could cook.

-- When we first got married, Mark thought it was great fun to hide in random places and then jump out and scare the living daylights out of me. This progressed to random hide and seek in the dark nights at our newlywed house and the boy always managed to scare the living daylights out of me even though I knew he was hiding and waiting to jump out! Even when I was the one hiding, he would manage to creep up and scare me as he found me! I put an end to this "nonsense" when I got pregnant with Karis because I was afraid he would scare me too much and we kind of got out of the habit after that.

-- Mark always wanted to go to Seminary but always wanted to wait until he had a wife. I always thought I'd end up a preacher's wife. No particular reason and not that I particularly wanted to be; I just always thought I would end up that way.

-- Despite all my efforts at trying to make him healthy, Mark eats an entire half of a bag of chips (Kettle Brand Lightly Salted Natural Potato Chips) every time he gets them out of the pantry. Despite all my efforts at being healthy and the fact that I will never open a bag of chips to munch on, I cannot resist said bag of chips once Mark opens them.

-- Mark and I dated for about a year and were engaged about a year and then got married. Mark wasn't happy about the long engagement, but I didn't want to get married in the spring right before camp season started up because I knew his job turned 24/7 and it would be hard for me to deal with as a newlywed. So we waited so that we could start off our marriage actually having time for each other. It was hard to wait, but worth it!

-- Before getting married, I had super duper long hair and slept in sponge curlers so that it would have waves and be somewhat curly. I refused to do that after getting married, even though Mark begged me to :) He finally convinced me to wear them to sleep the night before my brother's wedding, because he wanted to see them so badly. I agreed because I was a bridesmaid and the sponge curlers work so much better than electric ones. But the punk took a picture so I haven't slept in them since!

-- When we first got married, I thought it was weird that Mark brushed his teeth in the shower. He thought I was gross for randomly eating spoonfuls of peanut butter.

-- Mark is a night owl and I am a morning person (when not getting up multiple times to feed a wailing baby :) We generally compromise and go to bed sometime around 10:30 and wake up whenever the girls wake us up.

-- We both always wanted several kids, but no set number. However, when we were dating, I asked Mark how many kids he wanted and he said maybe 9, so that he could have his own basketball team! Don't worry, I don't plan to end up with quite that many!

-- Although I always wanted kids of my own, I never cared that much about babies growing up. I much preferred stuffed animals to baby dolls and never babysat very much. It wasn't until I started teaching pre-school and subbing in the baby room that I realized how much I LOVE,LOVE, LOVE, LOVE, LOVE, LOVE, LOVE, LOVE, LOVE babies! I can't get enough of them from the moment they are born (although I think my very favorite stage of life is 9 months to 15 months :) Mark doesn't think hardly any newborn is cute and although he loves his own, would much rather play with a toddler than a baby :)

-- Although I hate to have a messy house, I am perfectly capable of leaving it messy in order to relax with my husband. I work hard all day, but between 8 and 10, I don't care how many dishes are in the sink -- I just want to sit on the couch with Mark and read, blog, play a game, or watch a movie. Mark, on the other hand, cannot relax if things aren't straight. He has to fix them before settling down. And he also has to rearrange furniture if he is stressed :) During Seminary, every time he had a paper or an exam, I would find him changing the layout of our house.

Thursday, October 15, 2009

My guy

(Mark and I in front of Pikes Peak)

Just for fun (and because we've almost been married 5 incredible years!!!), I thought I'd share with you some of the things that stood out to me about Mark when we first started getting to know each other. I figure I'm allowed to brag on my man a little, right? It really didn't take me long to know that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with such fabulous guy! Most of these things I had picked up on after only knowing him about a week :) These are in no particular order:

1. Tall, handsome, and athletic -- Ok, I figured I'd get my shallowness over with right off, ha, ha. These qualities were not at all the reason I married him, but they sure didn't hurt :) When I first met him, I was amazed that such a good looking guy seemed to be good at absolutely everything!

2. He listens to his Mama -- Good thing he did, or we would have never met! She bugged him enough til he got up the nerve to come meet me.

3. Persistent, persistent, persistent! I think I turned him down 4 times before finally agreeing to allow him to join my folks and I for dinner one night (and he had to drive an hour to get there!)

4. Good with kids -- On our 2nd date, I visited his church with him and he had kids climbing all over him, begging him to throw them around. And he was a youth pastor, so obviously he knew how to talk to the older ones. And he was beyond ridiculously excited that his brother was getting ready to have his first baby.

5. Full of integrity -- this was very obvious immediately in every way.

6. He wanted to really get to know my friends -- When Mark would come to visit me in college, he didn't just try to spend every waking moment at my side. I would always plan a bunch of fun get-togethers (dinner and game nights, sand volleyball, hikes, etc) with my friends. He really spent time talking with my friends, getting to know them, instead of just focusing on me. Several of them commented to me about how he really seemed to care about them as well, and that meant a lot.

7. He had a relationship with God and it was important to him and he lived his life demonstrating that fact.

8. He wasn't afraid to tell me if my skirt was too short or anything else I needed a little bit of correction on -- OK, this may have been embarrassing at times, but it was good for me and necessary. I'd been in relationships where the guy was too enamored to tell me when I was in the wrong and I knew I needed someone who would tell it to me straight :)

9. He made it his goal to treat me like a princess and even told me so -- What girl wouldn't love that? :)

10. He respected my parents' wisdom and authority -- He traveled down by himself to ask their permission both to court me and then again to marry me.

11. He pursued me and led the relationship from the start -- This was very important to me! When we were just getting to know each other and hadn't made any committments yet, he always ended the date with something to the effect of "I had a good time; I'd like to see you again." There were no guessing games, wondering where I stood with him.

12. He enjoyed hanging out with my family

13. He respected, appreciated, and even sometimes raised my standards.

14. I really enjoyed hanging out with his family!

15. He even kept up with me across the county -- my only question about Mark was how he would handle a really long distance relationship and he passed with flying colors -- he called most nights, sent me lots of postcards and other packages, and even got a group of friends together to go visit me in Colorado when I was gone for 4 months doing an internship with Focus on The Family

OK, so as I'm writing these, I'm realizing that I could probably go on for days because it's just so much fun to think back on our courting days and remember what I loved most about Mark at that time. But the best part is, I still love those things about him because none of them have changed! Sorry girls, I hate to set the standards so high... but I gotta tell you that I undoubtedly caught the best fish in the sea :)

And in the spirit of looking back, these are some of our pics from that Colorado trip:

We did a lot of hiking!

And it was super cold!
This was actually a dangerous pic to take and it was my stupidity to try it :) Mark thought I was crazy. But its pretty neat to have a picture of us dangling off of Pike Peak!
We went to a barn dance they put on for all of the interns at FOTF and we learned ALL KINDS of fun dances :)

I love all the mountains in the background!

At the "Garden of the Gods"

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

The best thing my husband ever said to me...

I by no means believe that hitting 5 years of marriage makes me an expert on the subject! Mark and I definitely have many areas to grow in and learn concerning our relationship. But I thought I would share with you something that Mark said when we were just engaged that I think was wise beyond his years...

... We were discussing some things that we had talked about during pre-marital counseling and he randomly looked at me and said, "I just want you to know that I will never divorce you. Even if you were to have an affair, I would choose to love you and try to reconcile our relationship." I was pretty shocked by his statement and initially almost appalled that he would bring up something so horrible that I had no intention of ever doing. But the more I thought about it, the more it meant to me. In my mind, having an affair was the most horrific thing I could do. If he would still choose to love me after such a terrible sin, then there was probably nothing I could do to ruin this upcoming marriage! It totally took any pressure off me to be the "perfect wife" and was ever so freeing! And it made me love him even more! In truth, our marriage vow holds the same meaning, but it really meant a lot to hear him say such a thing unprompted and in his own words when he didn't have to.

This post is a part of KK's SUYL marriage advice!

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Then and now...

When Mark and I were on our date last Saturday for our 5th anniversary, we talked about what had changed in the last five years. I thought you might enjoy hearing some of them:

1. We had a lot more money when we first got married, but we feel a lot "richer" now. (We went from both of us working full-time and completely saving my income to paying for Seminary and two babies on one income :) Are we glad we are broke now? Absolutely! We wouldn't trade all that we learned or our two girls for any amount of money in the world! Plus, it has been absolutely AMAZING to see God's faithfulness in providing for us!

2. I went from just feeling like "Mark's wife" to feeling like we are The DeLongs. (Sorry, I couldn't figure exactly how to put this one into words) Basically, when we got married, I moved away from my college and high school friends and assimilated myself into Mark's life. He was an Associate Youth Pastor and although I was unbelievably, incredibly, excited to be "Mark's wife" and absolutely loved my new role, it was hard for me to feel like I was known as anything other than "Mark's wife" or that it was my ministry as well. I don't know if that makes sense. But after moving to a place where no one knew us at all, we were really able to figure out who we were as a couple and minister together in a way that was better suited for us as a couple.

3. We started out in a nice house that Mark had bought about a year before we were married. We spent our first summer living (during the week) in a filthy shed filled with bugs because Mark was working at a youth camp 24/7. We spent our next year in a teeny, tiny duplex in Seminary housing. Then we got a nice house and filled it with babies :) But the moral of the story is that we were happy everywhere we lived just because we loved each other and we knew it was where God wanted us at that time. (OK, so I wasn't thrilled about the shed of bugs and probably wouldn't have made it if I weren't so incredibly grateful to finally be married to the love of my life and I would probably never do such a thing again, but our first summer was spent there so it is still special to me in an "I can't believe I did that" sort of way :).

4. We used to wonder together what we were going to be when we grew up :) Now I tease Mark that I have found my dream job (wife and Mama!) but he is still wondering what he is going to be when he grows up!

5. Mark complains that I don't cook the way I used to :) Ha, ha, this one makes me laugh. When we first got married, I took the saying, "the way to a man's heart is through his stomach" pretty literally. I thought that the more sugar I put in everything, the better it would taste. And I was right, of course :) But then I decided that I wanted this husband of mine to live with me a long time so I started being more concerned about nutrition. Now, the only thing I use refined sugar for is Kombucha :) He actually is pretty happy with most of my cooking, but he just complains that I never make his favorite desserts anymore :)

6. I thought that I would always have a clean, straight house and that I would always have cookies in the cookie jar. Seriously, folks, that was one of my goals when we first got married. How long did it take me to figure out I couldn't do it? Hmmmm.... I don't think I lasted 2 weeks :) Working full time had a way of making me too exhausted to keep my house perfectly clean all the time and now with two girls, I'm lucky to have just one room in the house completely clean! I did pretty good with the cookie thing for a while because I would triple a recipe and freeze the dough in little portions, but of course, then I got healthy and still haven't found the perfect healthy cookie recipe to keep around the house :)

7. We used to beg our friends to double date with us and now we beg them to baby-sit for us!

8. We didn't have a digital camera! I was trying to find some old pics of our courting days to put on this post and realized that there were no digital copies, ha, ha. Maybe I'll scan some in later on this week. We did get a digital camera fairly soon after getting married, thankfully :)

9. When we first got married, Mark fought any "girly" touches to the house that I tried to add. Now, he is happily surrounded by flowers and bows and everything girly!

10. We used to call each other by pet names like "Honey" and "Sweets" and now we call each other "Mama" and "Daddy" more often than not :)

Finally: One thing that hasn't changed: I still think Mark Daniel DeLong is the most handsome, godly, talented fella around and I am so proud and thankful to be his wife!

The summer after we were married... yep, Mark got a little scruffy because he was working at a camp that had a pirate theme :)

1st anniversary

2nd anniversary

spring of our 2nd year

fall, pregnant with Karis

(and you've seen plenty of pics of us after Karis was born, so I'm not going to add them :)

Taking a break from the girls...

Well, since I broke my camera (ACK!!!!!) and it's the week of our 5th anniversary, I decided to take a break from blogging about the girls this week. I know, I know, it's going to be tough. Try not to go into withdrawal and be praying for the grandmas to make it through this week, ok :)

Since this is our family blog, I decided that it was high time that I wrote a bit about marriage and how blessed I am to have such a wonderful husband. Don't worry, though, I won't get all mushy on you because Mark would "not approve" (be embarrassed :) I actually have no idea what I'll come up with this week but I just liked the idea so who knows what the week will bring!

Monday, October 12, 2009

Pre-Anniversary date

Mark and I are getting ready to celebrate our 5 year anniversary!!! Has it really been that long? Wow! Anyways, since we were back in our hometown for the weekend, we decided to visit the pretty spot where he prosed to me (an overlook on the Blue Ridge Parkway). We really enjoyed the amazing fall weather and also took a short hike in the woods.

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Friday, October 9, 2009

The culprit

The culprit: Yeah, I know; she looks like the picture of innocence. But notice the red stains on her shirt. And just wait til she ditches the princes skirt!

A closer look: Do ya see the red on the legs, now? Wonder if she got it anywhere else?
The scene: oh, I guess she did :) A dripping red stamp (yep, she had dropped it in the toilet first :) but she was just as upset as me! ("Mama, pink couch, pink couch!" she wailed as I found her furiously scrubbing the couch with a dishtowel.)
Final results: Tons better than it was, but the pink shows up even more in real life than on the photo. I tried every trick in the book :)
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Thursday, October 8, 2009

Free (plus shipping) nursing cover!

I don't usually do this, but I just wanted to pass along a code a friend sent me for a really nice, FREE nursing cover. They are usually 32 dollars, but with this code, you only have to pay shipping (8.95). I don't know how long the code will work, but I just tried it and bought one for the price of shipping only. Even if you are not nursing, they would make a great baby present! Go to

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

A sick Daddy is still fun!

Mark was feeling under the weather last night and couldn't quite do the normal crazy playtime he usually has with the girls before bedtime. Did they care? Nope! They still had a blast crawling all over him :)

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