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<title><![CDATA[I'm a grill.]]></title>
<link>http://4knights.wordpress.com/?p=274</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 03 Sep 2008 17:34:50 +0000</pubDate>
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Daddy and Kaiden are taking a little rest before we go to the mall this afternoon, so Kyler and I d]]></description>
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<p>Daddy and Kaiden are taking a little rest before we go to the mall this afternoon, so Kyler and I decided to bust out the creative cat in each of us and paint/color! Viola! Here are our masterpieces! haha. I just love how Kyler says that I'm not a boy like he is... or like daddy is... or like Kaid is. He says that I am a "grill." The girly colors in the crayola crayon box are "grill colors." He doesn't have a problem using them though! Actually, at preschool he painted a "K" for his room and the color pink dominated the piece. Yes, that's right.. pink! lol. Note: not one thing in his surfer bedroom is pink! However.... there is nothing wrong with using all the colors in the rainbow in his artwork. It's not like he wants to be a princess for halloween or anything.. as a matter of fact.. he is going to be a firetruck. Not a fireman. Not a firetruck drive. No... a firetruck! Our little boy is so 100% boy and well gosh Kyler, your grill loves you whole world..even MORE!</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Ashlee.. really?]]></title>
<link>http://4knights.wordpress.com/?p=270</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 03 Sep 2008 04:17:30 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>4knights</dc:creator>
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Ky came up to me and saw this picture of Ashlee Simpson and Pete Wentz while I was using People mag]]></description>
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<p>Ky came up to me and saw this picture of Ashlee Simpson and Pete Wentz while I was using People magazine as my "mistake protection" while painting my toes. He said "Look! That's you, Mommy," pointing to Ashlee. Really?! I guess her hair is red right now... funny -- the things kids say!</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Spit Happens!]]></title>
<link>http://4knights.wordpress.com/?p=218</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 01 Sep 2008 17:25:06 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>4knights</dc:creator>
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This is typical, daily for Kaid and about 10+ times a day! He is gaining weight and filling out.. a]]></description>
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<p style="text-align:left;">This is typical, daily for Kaid and about 10+ times a day! He is gaining weight and filling out.. at in the 75 percentile on his bambino charts. But, this is proof that he is messy! Grama Lisa started to call him "Stinky Pete" but we had to x-nay that, so that nickname didn't stick with him as it's not a "nice" one... even though it's true! Who knew that something so adorable could be so messy! When we put him in his carrier to go "bye bye" we've got to put a bib on him! Right at this moment, he is swinging in his swing, wearing a diaper and a bib -- even if it's well after he's eaten! The doctor is not concerned at all, so neither are we. It is never painful for him.. actually, so many times he has spit-up and is completely silent and content with it.. Craig often calls him "Santa" when he's discovered a white beard of spit up on his face. Kyler is great about keeping us informed of when Kaiden spit up.. either home or it the car! Ky will also tell us and then gently wipe it off for him. When it comes to kissing Santa.. Ky prefers his cheek or head. I think he thinks his mouth is the "scary zone!" I, however, am the only one who got spit up on in my mouth! Yep, that's right! YUCK! haha. Everyone else... every single person we know that has held Kaid... leaves smelling just like.. Kaid! :) We've been doing a lot of tummy time to strengthen his belly muscles and his little flap that allows for his formula to come back up. Spit up and all.... we love our little Santa Claus!!</p>
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<title><![CDATA["Peanut" and "Squirt"]]></title>
<link>http://4knights.wordpress.com/?p=47</link>
<pubDate>Thu, 07 Aug 2008 19:13:29 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>4knights</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[Kaiden&#39;s new onesie
Kyler gave Kaiden the nickname &#8220;Peanut&#8221; and Grama Shirley gave K]]></description>
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<p style="text-align:left;">Kyler gave Kaiden the nickname "Peanut" and Grama Shirley gave Kyler the nickname "Squirt." Kyler is ready to make it official and rename the two of them Peanut and Squirt! After we hung the new photos on the wall the other day, Kyler stood there looking at the two 11x14 black and white photos of his and Kaid's faces and he pointed and said "there's Peanut (pointing at his brother) and there's Squirt (pointing at himself)!"</p>
<p style="text-align:left;">Yesterday, we went to Costco and a sweet lady came up to us acknowledging Kaiden's adorableness and Kyler was sure to let her know just exactly who they both are. This is how the mini conversation went:</p>
<p style="text-align:left;">Lady: "Is he your baby brother?"<br />
Kyler: "Yes, his name is Peanut!"<br />
SO CUTE. But it didn't stop there. <br />
Ky: "And I'm Squirt."<br />
Lady: "Have a very good day, Squirt."<br />
Ky: "Thank you. Bye!"</p>
<p style="text-align:left;">After spin class last night, I went to meet Tina for coffee and a little Target shopping. As we were browsing, I saw this little onesie for Kaiden and HAD to get it! I am totally in awe of how God orchestrated giving us our boys and I will never be able to fully express how thankful I am to be their mommy! However, every day my breath is taken away at how perfectly created they both are. I pray that I can raise them to know, love and serve our incredible King by being a loving, godly mommy. Teaching them to be a blessing to others. </p>
<p style="text-align:left;">Peanut loves eating! Squirt loves his new helicopter $3.00 toy! Peanut spits up. Squirt sometimes wets the bed. Peanut has big brown eyes. Squirt has greenish-blue eyes. Peanut knows very well when Squirt is near and his eyes follow the direction in which his sound effects are coming from. Squirt helps take care of Peanut and speaks on his behalf, telling mommy and daddy what he thinks Peanut is feeling or needing. Both of my little critters are miracles from Jesus Christ, our King!!! Thank you God for choosing ME to be their mommy!!</p>
<p style="text-align:left;">Happy Thursday!<br />
A</p>
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<title><![CDATA[VBSing]]></title>
<link>http://thebells.wordpress.com/?p=290</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 25 Jul 2008 18:46:00 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Courtney</dc:creator>
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<description><![CDATA[Liam attended his first VBS this week with our church.  He had a great time telling us all about th]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Liam attended his first VBS this week with our church.  He had a great time telling us all about the snacks he ate, the toys he played with, and the friends he played with.  Sometimes we were blessed enough to actually find out what he learned about.  :-)</p>
<p>On Sojourn's discussion board, this funny story was shared by one of our friends, Michael:</p>
<blockquote><p>I was sitting next to Liam during the skit this morning and they mentioned lions.  Isaiah [another little boy in his class] made claw hands and did a little roar.  Liam made claw hands and said, 'Tickle, tickle.'  Hilarious.</p></blockquote>
<p>We laughed a lot this week as we were trying to decipher Liam's stories of VBS, but he does keep singing the songs, and yesterday I found out they had been memorizing a verse.  With little faith, I asked him to tell me what Hebrews 11:1 says, and he quoted it perfectly!  He also told us his favorite story of the week.  It was about how David hit Goliath in the face with a rock and then took a sword to him.  It's encouraging to know he really is getting some of what we tell him.  :-D</p>
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<title><![CDATA[A Fun Part of Having Girls ]]></title>
<link>http://thebells.wordpress.com/?p=282</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 10:11:11 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Courtney</dc:creator>
<guid>http://thebells.wordpress.com/?p=282</guid>
<description><![CDATA[So, with three in diapers, it&#8217;s rare to actually get to take the time to doll up your little o]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So, with three in diapers, it's rare to actually get to take the time to doll up your little ones.  I managed to find time, though, with Ariana one morning.  Here are the results, blurred picture and all.  The non-blurred one was the best I could do, since you can see she was less than willing to cooperate.  :-)</p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><a href="http://thebells.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/arianas-dress.jpg"></a><a href="http://thebells.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/happy-ariana.jpg"><img class="size-medium wp-image-284  aligncenter" src="http://thebells.wordpress.com/files/2008/07/happy-ariana.jpg?w=225" alt="" width="225" height="300" /></a></p>
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<p style="text-align:center;"><img class="size-medium wp-image-285  aligncenter" src="http://thebells.wordpress.com/files/2008/07/arianas-dress.jpg?w=225" alt="" width="225" height="300" /></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Pictures]]></title>
<link>http://thebells.wordpress.com/?p=277</link>
<pubDate>Tue, 22 Jul 2008 10:35:41 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Courtney</dc:creator>
<guid>http://thebells.wordpress.com/?p=277</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Bill and I were reminiscing today, looking back at pictures on the blog.  We realized two things, t]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Bill and I were reminiscing today, looking back at pictures on the blog.  We realized two things, though.  We really don't have any pictures of Esther that actually look like her, and we don't have any pictures of us, so here are a few for your viewing pleasure (if you like them, that is). </p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><a href="http://thebells.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/bill-and-court-anniversary.jpg"></a><a href="http://thebells.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/esther-sleeping.jpg"></a></p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><a href="http://thebells.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/esther-on-her-boppy.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-278" src="http://thebells.wordpress.com/files/2008/07/esther-on-her-boppy.jpg?w=300" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></a></p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><img class="size-medium wp-image-279  aligncenter" src="http://thebells.wordpress.com/files/2008/07/esther-sleeping.jpg?w=300" alt="" width="300" height="225" /></p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Sweet girl</p>
<p style="text-align:center;"><img class="size-medium wp-image-280    aligncenter" src="http://thebells.wordpress.com/files/2008/07/bill-and-court-anniversary.jpg?w=239" alt="" width="239" height="300" /></p>
<p style="text-align:center;">Celebrating the best five years of my life during our anniversary trip to the lakes</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Liam's Answers]]></title>
<link>http://thebells.wordpress.com/?p=267</link>
<pubDate>Mon, 21 Jul 2008 01:16:33 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Courtney</dc:creator>
<guid>http://thebells.wordpress.com/?p=267</guid>
<description><![CDATA[While our children&#8217;s director was trying to teach Liam logic (jokingly) after finding out Liam]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>While our children's director was trying to teach Liam logic (jokingly) after finding out Liam loved the movie Cars:</em></p>
<p>Jared:  O.K. Liam, all cars have tires.  Lightning McQueen is a car.  So, what does Lightning McQueen have?<br />
Liam:  Stickers!</p>
<p><em>While reviewing memory verses:</em></p>
<p>I have bad breath (Let everything that has breath praise the Lord.  Praise the Lord! Psalm 150:6).<br />
Teach me to do your will for you break an egg (Teach me to do your will for you are my God. Psalm 143:10a).</p>
<p><em>A sweet answer when we were talking about Abraham and Sarah and sometimes having to wait a long time for an answer from God:</em></p>
<p>Me:  What would you like to ask God to help you with?<br />
Liam: To not disobey.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Playing Daddy]]></title>
<link>http://thebells.wordpress.com/?p=258</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 28 Jun 2008 13:41:05 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Bill</dc:creator>
<guid>http://thebells.wordpress.com/?p=258</guid>
<description><![CDATA[I recently received a gift from my wife and kids for Father&#8217;s Day/my birthday.  It was a pict]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I recently received a gift from my wife and kids for Father's Day/my birthday.  It was a picture of each of them wearing Daddy's clothes and participating in a very representative Daddy activity.  In this case, it's playing guitar (with flip flops on), at the office (with pen on ear, on the phone, and fruit nearby), and reading a book (in this particular case, about the founding of the U.S. Navy).  It was darn sweet and I now have all three pictures on a ribbon-covered canvas at work.  I hope you like them as much as I did.</p>
<p><a href="http://thebells.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/080.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-259" src="http://thebells.wordpress.com/files/2008/06/080.jpg?w=214" alt="" width="214" height="300" /></a></p>
<p><a href="http://thebells.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/067.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-260" src="http://thebells.wordpress.com/files/2008/06/067.jpg?w=300" alt="" width="300" height="214" /></a></p>
<p><a href="http://thebells.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/bill-reading.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-medium wp-image-261" src="http://thebells.wordpress.com/files/2008/06/bill-reading.jpg?w=214" alt="" width="214" height="300" /></a></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Happy Birthday to My Preschooler!]]></title>
<link>http://thebells.wordpress.com/?p=255</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 14 May 2008 13:28:44 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Courtney</dc:creator>
<guid>http://thebells.wordpress.com/?p=255</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Today is Liam&#8217;s third birthday!  I am having a bitter-sweet day.  Part of me loves watching ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Today is Liam's third birthday!  I am having a bitter-sweet day.  Part of me loves watching him get older and develop more and more, but the other part of me wants him to stay little forever.  Praise God He is in control and not me!  Liam has such a sweet spirit.  He is the greatest big brother to his little sisters and shows compassion most of the day.  He is a typical boy with lots of God-given energy (I wish some would rub off on me) and loves cars, animals, and legos.  I don't deserve anything good, but God has blessed me more than imaginable with this little guy who is now a preschooler.  There are many times I feel like I can't hold him tight enough when I feel overwhelmed with love for him.  He bears it for a while and then sweetly says, "I wanna get down, pweese, Mommy."  He's been singing "Happy Birfday to Me" all morning.  If you can, join him by wishing my little man a happy day today with a prayer and something you enjoy about him in the comment section. </p>
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<title><![CDATA[My Joys of Motherhood]]></title>
<link>http://thebells.wordpress.com/?p=253</link>
<pubDate>Wed, 07 May 2008 12:22:06 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>Courtney</dc:creator>
<guid>http://thebells.wordpress.com/?p=253</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Obviously, we are not posting much these days.  Maybe that will change again at some point, but blo]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Obviously, we are not posting much these days.  Maybe that will change again at some point, but blogging just doesn't fit into our priorities right now.  We do, after all, have three children under the age of three.  Many people have asked what it's like to have three children so close in age.  My answer is usually, "Humbling."  As we've mentioned before, Bill and I pray for humility more than almost anything else, and God is still faithful to answer our prayers, but it is rarely in the way we want.  This has been yet another area He has been working, showing me I can't do it on my own.  As an example, just before Esther was a month old, I got my cleaning supplies out for the first time since her birth.  That was as far as I got.  The rest of the day, I got to look at them longingly as they sat on the kitchen table.  For those of you who don't know me, I love to clean, so it has been a blessing that God is slowly taking away yet another of my idols.</p>
<p>Besides being humbled through my children, though, the truth is I am more joyful than I have ever been.  Here are some things God has given me that I didn't have before:</p>
<ul>
<li>3 x's the hugs and kisses</li>
<li>3 x's the laughter and smiles</li>
<li>3 x's the reminders of God's patience with me</li>
<li>3 x's the toys that make me smile as I watch my children discover (and 3 x's the toys I get to play with)</li>
<li>3 x's the individual talk of God in our household</li>
<li>3 x's the stories I get to read</li>
<li>3 x's the music and dancing</li>
<li>3 x's the games we play</li>
<li>3 x's the booboo's I get to kiss</li>
<li>3 x's the crying that will go away all too quickly as they grow too fast for my liking</li>
<li>3 x's the birthday parties </li>
<li>3 x's the affection I get to see them display to each other</li>
<li>3 x's the amount I get to watch Bill play with them (I think he's so hot in those times)</li>
<li>3 x's the amount I realize how gracious God is by giving me these little blessings I never deserved</li>
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