tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-82877880690423328982024-03-14T03:37:16.810-07:00Macke MonologuesDesiree Mackehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12693020680303909151noreply@blogger.comBlogger1401125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8287788069042332898.post-9926954546974094182019-06-13T07:03:00.000-07:002019-06-13T08:27:40.469-07:00We Fell in Love With Utah - Part 2 - Zion National ParkI called it! A full month later and I'm getting to part two of our Southern Utah adventure.<br />
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After a full day exploring <a href="https://d-and-s-macke.blogspot.com/2019/05/we-fell-in-love-with-utah-part-i-bryce.html"><span style="color: #0b5394;">Bryce Canyon NP and Tropic Reservoir</span></a>, we were ready to see Zion National Park.<br />
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Quick back story. In February Scott and I ran the <a href="https://d-and-s-macke.blogspot.com/2019/03/vacation-races-zion-half-marathon.html"><span style="color: #0b5394;">Zion Half Marathon</span></a>. After spending five days exploring the park without kids we knew it was a placed we needed the kids to see. Maybe one day I'll post about that kidless trip. But until then...<br />
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As with Bryce, we had a loose itinerary of easy and mostly paved trails mapped out for the day.<br />
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We had a pretty good hunch Pa'rus Trail would be where we spent most of our time. We weren't wrong. The trail is flat and parallels the Virgin River as it cuts through the park.<br />
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The kids were immediately drawn to the river.<br />
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The abundance of sand, rocks, twigs, and sticks was all their national park loving hearts could dream of.<br />
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Though Zion NP was noticeably warmer than Bryce Canyon NP (approximately 15 degrees warmer), the kids didn't seem to notice or keep them from forging ahead on the trails.<br />
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A quick park shuttle ride took us to the Lower Emerald Falls Trail. Another easy trail that led us right to the backside of Lower Emerald Falls. And this is where we really noticed just how busy the park was. The trail and waterfall vistas were packed with hikers (the park was much less crowded when Scott and I visited in February).<br />
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To better enjoy the trail we stepped just off the trail for some light and easy bouldering. It's safe to say the kids enjoyed climbing rocks more than looking at the waterfall.<br />
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About mid-day it was apparent the heat and time on the trails were getting to the kids. We hopped on a park shuttle and rode it through the park. That's about the time Julia passed out, and our time in Zion National Park was coming to an end.<br />
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However, that wasn't the end of the day...<br />
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As we were reluctantly headed out of Springdale, the town adjacent to Zion, we noticed George Barker River Park, just off the road and we decided to see what it was all about. No playground equipment, but plenty of open space, and the river flowing next to it.<br />
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It was an unexpected but perfect spot to cool off, enjoy the views of Zion, and give the kids one last good dose of Southern Utah.<br />
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So, our takeaway and advice for parents with littles from our time in each National Park:<br />
1) Set the hiking standards fairly low. And then lower them again. Our time in each park would have been pretty miserable had we expected our kids to hike much more than 3.5 miles. And, though we were fairly spot on with the miles they could handle, we were also pleasantly surprised at just how awesome the kids did.<br />
2) We also discovered, if you can handle cooler temps, visit the parks when no one else wants to (like, say, February).<br />
3) The unplanned spots and visits may end up being the most memorable. This was true for us at both parks. Mossy Trail in Bryce was a last minute decision, and the stop at the Springdale park just outside Zion was made on a whim. And, both those places were clearly our kids' favorites.<br />
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The other thing we learned? We're hungry for more time in National Parks, and need to do it again, and the sooner the better.<br />
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<br />Desiree Mackehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12693020680303909151noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8287788069042332898.post-13760129648408642502019-05-08T13:07:00.002-07:002019-05-08T14:31:33.403-07:00We Fell In Love With Utah - Part I - Bryce Canyon NPSpring Break was insanely late for us this year. The Catholic Schools coincide the break with the Easter holiday, and this year Easter fell super late into April. Which meant we had plenty of time to plan a Spring Break adventure not soon to be forgotten.<br />
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Back in February Scott and I spent some time at Zion National Park (<a href="https://d-and-s-macke.blogspot.com/2019/03/vacation-races-zion-half-marathon.html"><span style="color: #0b5394;">I blogged about the half marathon we ran</span></a>). After hiking several trails - realizing many were easy and paved - and discovering Bryce Canyon National Park wasn't too far from Zion, we decided it would make for the most adventurous Spring Break with the kids.<br />
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Fast forward to late April. We secured a cabin smack dab between the two parks. Our car was loaded down with all things outdoorsy and hiking, and we were off.<br />
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Eight hours of driving later we pulled up to our cabin, which was nestled in this very small community, within the tiniest of towns. One step out of the car and we were greeted with the embrace of crisp, clean mountain air and open spaces that are completely foreign to our kids.<br />
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The kids were absolutely beside themselves when they saw we had the smallest pile of snow to play in. Of all the things we saw and did, I'd venture to say that seeing and playing with snow was the highlight for them. That's not to say we didn't see and do some pretty epic stuff...<br />
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But, before a single step on a single trail, we did what any sane person would do. We got a fire going in the fire pit and made ooey, gooey s'mores.<br />
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The first full day of our trip was spent within the saturated oranges and vibrant vermilion of the Hoodoos in Bryce Canyon National Park.<br />
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Our first expedition led us to Mossy Trail. That took us right to a stream and waterfall, which seemed to be made precisely for kids. Marcus and Julia could have spent the entire trip splashing in the brisk water, tossing rocks, and making muddy castles. Mossy Trail also led us to, well, a wall covered in moss, hence the name I suppose.<br />
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Mossy Trail is actually outside the entrance to Bryce, but within the park itself (if that makes sense). The trail, round trip, was about 1.0 mile, and very easy. Exactly the kind of hike you want when you've got kids on the path.<br />
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After a considerable chunk of time along Mossy Trail we made our way to the Park entrance.<br />
If you've never been to a National Park, take full advantage of the visitor center. Grab souvenirs, stock up on last minute items that you may have forgotten, and talk to the park rangers! A ranger noted we had smaller kids in tow and mapped out our *entire* visit according to our family's abilities.<br />
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The Rim Trail was our main hiking focal point. In it's entirety it's about 3 miles. But we *quickly* discovered our extended stay at Mossy Trail had eaten up a solid portion of energy and excitement. So, we altered our hiking, cut the distance in half, and still saw the most incredible, out of this world landscape we've ever set eyes upon.<br />
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Hoodoos stood sentinel over the sprawling valley beyond. The rocks looked as if some giant decided to make drip castles amongst the mountains. The colors so bright and vivid it didn't seem real, they surely came straight from the palette of God. We were left breathless by the beauty, and felt transported to another planet.<br />
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The rim trail left the kids with tired legs, so we hopped in the car and took the park rangers advice and drove through the park, stopping at the most notable vistas for a few oohs, ahhs, and photos ops.<br />
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We stuck to all the ranger's suggestions and saw everything we could have possibly dreamed of.<br />
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It comes as zero shock that Julia fell asleep before we'd exited the park.<br />
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We were looking for some time to kill before grabbing a bite for dinner. A quick break at a road side stop left Marcus, Scott and me tossing around a baseball.<br />
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Thirty minutes later, Sleeping Beauty still hadn't roused. Scott mentioned a near by reservoir, and we said why not.<br />
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As we drove down the 7-mile gravel road we were surrounded by views of mountains, a sleepy stream, open spaces, and patches of mountainous forest. It was the epitome of nature.<br />
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We spotted pronghorn, which we learned are the fastest mammals in the western hemisphere.<br />
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And as we pulled into a spot where we could check out the reservoir Marcus pointed to a very large nest tucked into a dead tree, looming just over the water. First guesses had us thinking perhaps bald eagles? But a little investigating (thanks, Google), we discovered we were looking at an Osprey nest. We're not real versed in birds, so we did a little research on Osprey. We learned Osprey were greatly impacted by the DDT use in the 50s and 60s. Coastal Osprey have successfully recovered, however, inland populations are still very low. The Osprey population in Bryce has been recent, but successful.<br />
So, long story short, Marcus spotted a nest of a not-so-common bird. And that may have been the biggest highlight for me, personally.<br />
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Per the usual, rock throwing and splash making was the reservoir hit.</div>
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<span style="text-align: start;">One last stop in the most insane meadow for another quick toss of the baseball, and we were officially exhausted from the best day outside.</span></div>
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Oh, and there was a thunderstorm headed our way, so we figured that would be a good time to wrap things up, grab some food, and prep for day two...Desiree Mackehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12693020680303909151noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8287788069042332898.post-3572334564104495912019-04-22T22:07:00.000-07:002019-04-23T13:09:33.306-07:00Big Girl Room + Prints From Mpix<div style="text-align: right;">
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This has been about four months in the making... Act surprised.<br />
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In January we pulled the trigger and converted Julia's room from nursery to Big Girl. At first I was really apprehensive of the whole deal. She'd never tried to climb out of her crib, and the idea of taking away that... um... cage?... aspect was frightening. It's not a mystery Julia has a mind of her own. The thought of her staying in a bed by her own free will didn't seem likely. However, at 3.5 years old, it was time. She had to learn the ropes of an actual bed at some point.<br />
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Alas, the Big Girl room was inevitable.<br />
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The vision of her room began months prior to any changes. I wanted to keep things light and airy with pops of color and rainbow accents. I also wanted to try and incorporate a few items from her nursery decor.<br />
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The bed and dresser were easy purchases. White seemed an obvious choice. Though, with my filth-prone daughter I still question that decision on the daily...<br />
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An old, dark mahogany colored nightstand was taking up valuable real estate in our garage. I pictured it with a coat of bright paint and hardware from Julia's old dresser. Once revamped, I placed on the bed stand an OK to Wake clock (we're still trying to get the hang of that thing), a rainbow LED projector that may be the coolest thing ever (and horrible to photograph - just pretend the room is dark and you see a rainbow projected in the room over the ceiling and wall), as well as the sweetest 4x4 framed print (more on that soon).<br />
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Bedding and sheets took more of a concerted effort to find. I wanted the feel of rainbows without anything gaudy or obnoxious. After endless hours scouring different sites I landed on bedding and pillows that still makes me smile every time I walk into Julia's room. The sheets do have actual rainbows and unicorns on them. But the grid print and muted colors fit my vision.<br />
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I also have to toot my horn on the way we now store bows. Before, bow storage was madness, and just looking at the way bows were lying around gave me anxiety. This clear makeup storage kit takes up minimal space on the dresser, I can see almost every bow without opening it, and it forces me to really keep the number of bows we have in check. Only the bows we love and wear the most stick around. The rest are history.<br />
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I did hang on to a few items from nursery: a couple of framed prints, the mirror, the butterfly lamp and shade, the book shelves we made from dish drying racks and paint, and the curtains.<br />
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A small Disney tribute can be found with the silhouette of Julia, which we had made during one of our Disney visits.<br />
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The hardest part? Finding things I loved in which to hang on bare walls.<br />
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This rainbow tapestry is beautiful, hand woven, and with the most perfect color combo.<br />
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Last, but certainly not least. The thing I feel ties the whole room together, and kind of puts a bow on it all... The prints over the bed. I found the prints themselves from this cute indy shop way back in February. But it took me a few months to decide just how I wanted them displayed.<br />
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<a href="https://www.mpix.com/"><span style="color: #0b5394;">Mpix</span></a>, yet again, came to the rescue for all my print needs. I wanted the Love You Mean It prints on poster size paper, and of a quality paper that would last. <a href="https://www.mpix.com/"><span style="color: #0b5394;">Mpix</span></a> had all the options I could ever dream of. After playing around on their site with different sizings, frames, and styles, I landed on 12x18 poster prints.<br />
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I also used <a href="https://www.mpix.com/"><span style="color: #0b5394;">Mpix</span></a> to print the most adorable 4x4 photo, with frame, to place on Julia's nightstand. The quality of all the prints are second to none. The 4x4 frame is incredibly sturdy, and I know it will all stand up to the rigors of Julia. I'm starting to get the itch to give Marcus' room a good update/sprucing, and once I jump in feet first with that I'll utilize all of <a href="https://www.mpix.com/"><span style="color: #0b5394;">Mpix</span></a> options to complete his room as well. Now through April 24, <a href="https://www.mpix.com/"><span style="color: #0b5394;">Mpix</span></a> is offering 30% (!!!) off all cards and small prints (up to 8x10)!<br />
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And, because I'm a total nerd, I've linked all the items (or similar ones) below just in case there are any inquiring minds.<br />
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<a href="https://amzn.to/2GB8BFO">Bed frame - Amazon</a></div>
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<a href="https://amzn.to/2W1Dmcj">Bow storage - Amazon</a></div>
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<a href="https://express.google.com/u/0/product/17900025458973224939_11019007802496411356_10046?utm_source=google_shopping&utm_medium=tu_prop&utm_content=eid-lsjeuxoeqt&gtim=CNuax-eaxtfBiwEQgLHa8Ya4l4ugARjwuKYOIgNVU0QokLCJ5gUwvk4&utm_campaign=10046&gclid=CjwKCAjwzPXlBRAjEiwAj_XTERUwCGNgkrpjo0_8zWEbXyQhDlya6C7PLyr3B9ubQBemNb-IZtf5PBoCdKwQAvD_BwE">Butterfly lamp & shade - Pottery Barn Kids, no longer available, similar HERE</a></div>
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<a href="https://www.overstock.com/Bedding-Bath/Urban-Habitat-Kids-Ensley-Multi-Cotton-Jacquard-Pom-Pom-Comforter-Set/23271560/product.html">Comforter and pillow shams - Overstock.com</a></div>
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<a href="https://www.potterybarnkids.com/products/evelyn-bow-valance-panel-girl/?pkey=cblackout-curtains&isx=0.0.90">Curtains - Pottery Barn Kids</a></div>
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<a href="https://amzn.to/2UwlQeU">Dresser - Amazon</a></div>
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<a href="https://www.etsy.com/shop/pearlandjane">Julia pillow case - Pearl and Jane</a></div>
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<a href="https://indyandpippa.co/">Love You Mean It Prints - Indy & Pippa</a></div>
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<a href="https://amzn.to/2IDX8Yu">Magnetic frame for posters - Amazon</a></div>
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<a href="https://www.etsy.com/listing/645083661/vintag-ornate-gold-wall-mirror-shabby?gpla=1&gao=1&&utm_source=google&utm_medium=cpc&utm_campaign=shopping_us_b-home_and_living-home_decor-mirrors&utm_custom1=2afc9a29-c40f-48f1-9a62-62c507b8a1e2&utm_content=go_270949115_21143306195_69017147675_aud-365916330610:pla-106554977075_c__645083661&gclid=CjwKCAjwzPXlBRAjEiwAj_XTEZe42T89GavGVsKnAJkkxhI9AOcWIXmpF2AGQJKn4ANAAEEaW_Ax8RoCugUQAvD_BwE">Mirror - estate sale find, similar HERE</a></div>
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<a href="https://amzn.to/2GCO7ws">OK to Wake Clock - Amazon</a></div>
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<a href="https://www.mpix.com/">Print services - Mpix</a> (poster prints, 4x4 framed print)</div>
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<a href="https://amzn.to/2W46Arc">Rainbow LED Projector - Amazon</a></div>
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<a href="https://amzn.to/2Zuez2F">Rainbow wall hanging - Amazon</a></div>
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<a href="https://amzn.to/2UzrSLC">Sheets - Amazon</a></div>
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<br />Desiree Mackehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12693020680303909151noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8287788069042332898.post-1741675239427857772019-03-29T07:51:00.004-07:002019-03-29T09:05:23.816-07:00Vacation Races : Zion Half Marathon It's been a minute - ok, it's been about two years - since I put my big girl panties on, laced up my running shoes, and signed up for a half marathon. It was high time to get motivated to run more than 3 miles. Scott doesn't understand why I need a finish line to push me to run 8, 9, 10, 11, 12 miles on Saturdays. Call me crazy, but I don't understand why you'd do anything other than train for a race to run those kind of miles?<br />
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May it be noted that Scott had never participated in races further than 10ks, and he swore he'd never run a half marathon, sooooo, there's that.<br />
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Anywho... for the longest time I'd been seeing Vacation Races pop up in my social media feeds, and they always captured my attention enough for me to click on their links. Then I started seeing the Zion Park Half Marathon more often. I couldn't resist. I told Scott about the race, how epic it would be to run amongst that kind of beauty, and proceeded to ask <span style="font-size: x-small;">(beg)</span> Scott if he'd run with me. To my surprise he agreed.<br />
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We trained <span style="font-size: x-small;">(separately, his idea of an easy "jog" is more like my idea of sprinting)</span>, and before we knew it, we were ready for the race.<br />
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Weeks out, leading up to race day, we'd been religiously checking the weather. From what we'd heard, late February in Utah was pretty mild and sounded perfect for racing <span style="font-size: x-small;">(think highs in the low to mid-60s)</span>. Welp. Mother Nature had entirely different plans for us. As we drove to Utah we experienced snow and near freezing temps the entire drive. We kept hoping things would warm up. Spoiler alert. They didn't.<br />
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Courtesy of Scott, we stayed in an RV at an RV resort <span style="font-size: x-small;">(which is an entire post on its own, and don't worry, that post is coming soon)</span> conveniently located right at the start line of the race.<br />
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Race morning came, we rolled out of bed, piled on layers of clothes, and stepped out into darkness and a bitterly cold temp of 11 degrees, accompanied by wind. It was unimaginable cold. The second coldest start I've experienced <span style="font-size: x-small;">(the first coldest was in Hutchinson, KS, and a 9 degree start)</span>. For several miles I was seriously concerned my fingers may freeze, even with running gloves. It was so cold that many of the water jugs at the aid stations had frozen, and many people's camelbaks - Scott's included - had frozen during the run.<br />
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I should also mention this was a trash-less race. To those who've never experienced a trash-less race, when the event planners tell you to bring your own water source, BRING THEM. Camelbaks or running water bottles. I didn't bring one, nor did I think I'd need the hydra flasks the race provided. By mile 3 I realized a trash-less event meant that there were NO water cups at the water stations - that's where personal equipment was to come in hand. By mile 4 I was mentally trying to prepare myself to run 13.1 miles without a single drop of water, in frigid temps, higher elevation than I'd ever run in, and some pretty legit rolling hills. By the grace of God, at the mile 5 aid station I was able to secure the. very. last. hydra flask.<br />
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If you see one of these at packet pickup, TAKE ONE! KEEP IT! CLIP IT ON TO YOUR PERSON on race day! You can thank me at the finish line.<br />
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As the race moved on, the cold was almost a silver lining. Running was the only source of heat, so putting one foot in front of the other was more than welcome. 13.1 miles is never easy to run, but even though the weather didn't cooperate, and my pace was the slowest I've ever run, the miles seemed to slip right by.<br />
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And the scenery. Calling it beautiful is a gross understatement. The course ran along Highway 9, the outer edge of Zion NP, and almost the entire course gave breath-taking views of cliffs, buttes, and always the presence of The East Temple <span style="font-size: x-small;">(for those who've never visited, that's the 7,709 summit that's impossible to miss if you're traveling on 9)</span>. Runners were constantly stopping to take photos of the landscape. It was just incredible. I really wanted to join the ranks of photo takers, but I honestly could not feel my fingers for seven miles. The best I could muster was one single snap at the start line.<br />
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As much as warmer weather would have been welcomed, the snow capped tops of the buttes and ridges gave every view a touch of indescribable magic. Throughout the race I thought of pinching myself for a couple reasons: 1) are my fingers still working? 2)Are limbs frozen? 3) Is this place even real?!<br />
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This may have been the first finish line I crossed and didn't cry. Finish line temps had crept up to a balmy 21 degrees, and I was fearful the tears would either freeze my eyes shut, or freeze to my cheeks. But, that's not to say I wasn't beyond thankful for another opportunity to test the limits of my body and mind. The finishers medal was also a pretty spectacular bonus.<br />
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Looking back I can honestly say I loved the race from start to finish. The event was so well organized, race planners kept runners informed at all times, and on the running end of things, everything went off quite smoothly. Would I willingly sign up for a race in that kind of cold again? No. But I'd love to run Zion again, when temps are more normal, and with a hydra flask securely in hand.<br />
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I'm now trying to convince Scott we should run every single Vacation Race offered. Because what's more awesome than lacing up to run a half, and then turning around to strap on hiking boots and check out some of the most gorgeous land this country has to offer?<br />
<br />Desiree Mackehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12693020680303909151noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8287788069042332898.post-71555824442620193842019-03-28T08:40:00.000-07:002019-03-28T10:56:39.653-07:00A Ninja Climbing Party + Mpix Invites & Thank Yous<div style="text-align: right;">
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In keeping with birthday celebrations, we gave Marcus the choice to either go on a staycation of sorts, or have a party. Last year he opted to hit up Great Wolf Lodge. I was secretly hoping he'd want to do more of the same this year. However, to celebrate turning seven, he was very persistent of having a party with his friends.<br />
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Over the last few months Marcus has become a bit of a ninja fanatic, so a ninja birthday theme was easily secured. </div>
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Next step was creating birthday invitations. In year's past we've done text invites and email invites, but this year I really wanted something tangible that could be handed out to kids. </div>
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After creating an invite on one of my favorite apps I uploaded my creation on <a href="https://www.mpix.com/?gclid=CjwKCAjwvuzkBRAhEiwA9E3FUqTyQ-YKa4HnVem_ppryCC6XButN7WZxsnDVldl7vx3cgZyFOsbuCxoCW08QAvD_BwE">Mpix</a> customizable cards and had them printed up in no time. Per the usual, <a href="https://www.mpix.com/?gclid=CjwKCAjwvuzkBRAhEiwA9E3FUqTyQ-YKa4HnVem_ppryCC6XButN7WZxsnDVldl7vx3cgZyFOsbuCxoCW08QAvD_BwE">Mpix</a> was beyond easy to use, shipping was insanely fast, and the quality was second to none. </div>
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I also created a thank you card for Marcus to write his thank yous for birthday gifts. I've heard thank yous are a dying thing, but not in this house! Immediately post party Marcus sat down to write out his thank yous.<br />
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Handing out those <a href="https://www.mpix.com/?gclid=CjwKCAjwvuzkBRAhEiwA9E3FUqTyQ-YKa4HnVem_ppryCC6XButN7WZxsnDVldl7vx3cgZyFOsbuCxoCW08QAvD_BwE">Mpix</a> invitations and sending thank yous was just so much more fun than hitting the send button on an email.<br />
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On to the party and the venue...</div>
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It was quickly agreed that Sender City Rock Climbing facility would be perfect place for a ninja themed birthday party. </div>
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Fast forward to party day. Sixteen of Marcus' classmates, baseball buddies, and friends joined us to celebrate Marcus.</div>
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With multiple walls to climb, and plenty of staff to help assist with hooking kids into the belays, everyone was able to climb their hearts out.<br />
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I was so busy enjoying the party, oogling over how awesome the kids were doing climbing, as well as hooking kids into belays I didn't get as many photos snapped as I'd hoped, but enough to remind me what a fun day it was for everyone. The smile plastered on my face might have been as big as most of the climbers. </div>
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And I have to prove Julia was there too.<br />
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The facility hostesses were the best we've ever experienced. From decorations to party favors, everything was set up before we ever stepped foot into the room. And, the food was exactly what seven year olds love (pizza).<br />
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The greatest part of all? From party start to party finish I didn't have to do a single thing and had exactly zero clean up. Can I get an Amen?</div>
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The icing on the proverbial cake was hearing from kids and parents alike how much fun they had climbing.<br />
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But, from Marcus, the words, "That was the best party ever!" Made turning seven the biggest birthday party success.<br />
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Cheers to seven, and a year full of ninja awesomeness! </div>
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With each passing year it doesn't become any less surreal. Even though I beg and plead for him to refrain from growing up, it happens any way.<br />
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This year Marcus' excitement over his birthday was nothing short of palpable. Weeks leading to the day there were conversations that sounded a lot like this: "Mom, guess how old I'm going to be in two weeks?" "Mom, only ten more days till my birthday." "Mom, my birthday is coming up!" I love the excitement, but I wish time would slow down.<br />
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Thing I never want to forget about Marcus at this particular age:<br />
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<li>American Ninja Warrior Kids is life. So much so, we now have a ninja obstacle course mounted in our garage.</li>
<li>Baseball is the sport of preference. Catcher is where he seems to thrive. </li>
<li>Grilled cheese, hot dogs, and pizza are culinary masterpieces in his mind.</li>
<li>School is his favorite place to be. Science and math are classes he enjoys most.</li>
<li>Reading is high on his list of favorites.</li>
<li>Marcus' manners are second to none. </li>
<li>Sweet, compassionate, and caring best describe him. He cares so deeply for others, and wants everyone to be happy. </li>
<li>Dad Jokes are his very favorite, and he fails to nail the punch line 10 times out of 10.</li>
<li>Although Marcus loves a good Dad Joke, and enjoys being silly, he's still very much one of the most serious and literal children I've ever known. </li>
<li>Marcus is the best big brother, even with the constant barrage of little sister annoyances. </li>
<li>It's becoming more and more rare to have him reach for my hand to hold. But, night time snuggles and bedtime stories are still going strong. </li>
<li>His giggle is contagious, and no matter how often I hear it I can't help but smile, and my heart soars with overwhelming joy. </li>
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I'm not sure what I did to deserve such a great kid, but I sure am thankful he's mine. </div>
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Six was good. Really good. Six seemed like a real, nice, sweet spot. But I truly think seven might be even better.<br />
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<br />Desiree Mackehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12693020680303909151noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8287788069042332898.post-52600980085912621682019-03-03T21:15:00.000-08:002019-03-04T08:11:19.614-08:00Good Old Fashioned Christmas Family VacationIn keeping with timely posts, I'm just getting around to this <strike>two</strike> three months late.<br />
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I mentioned in my last post we didn't really do gifts as a family this Christmas. Rather, we opted to go on a vacation.<br />
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After some consideration and planning we decided to brave Vegas with the kids.<br />
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Before doing any research I was a little worried Vegas wouldn't have much to offer in the way of family friendly entertainment. When I think of Vegas I don't immediately think family hot spot (I think more along the lines of 23-year old Desiree in Vegas). To my pleasant surprise, I was totally wrong.<br />
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To start, no trip would be official without the first stop being at *the* most touristy location, complete with a wait of 45 minutes. But, I pulled the mom-card, tossed the family in front of the iconic Vegas sign, rounded up a stranger to snap a photo, begged the crew to give me their best cheesy pose, and called it a solid start.<br />
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Our crash pad for the trip was Planet Hollywood. We did some pretty extensive research, and ultimately decided location with little kids trumped all else. We were right in the thick of the strip. Nearly every single location we wanted to get to was within walking distance, even with little people in tow. It was so convenient to be in the middle of all the excitement, as well as near several really good restaurants and tons of shopping.<br />
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Bonus points for our bathroom being as big as our room, complete with a small swimming pool disguised as a tub.<br />
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Moving along to the beef of this post:<br />
What We Did With The Kids In Vegas.<br />
As alluded to earlier, I was initially worried we'd be looking for things to do. However, by the end of the trip I was bummed we weren't able to fit in all the things we wanted.<br />
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The first full day on the strip was filled with all sorts of Vegas highlights.<br />
1. M&M World.<br />
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Because with young kids there is no such thing as sleeping in, we made it to the store right at opening. Note to anyone with kids - GO EARLY - you'll be rewarded with a three-story candy store essentially to your selves. As we were leaving, the store was noticeably busier.<br />
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The kids were in chocolate heaven, and we spent the better part of an hour perusing each level of M&M glory.<br />
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We also decided this was a great place to give the kids some freedom to spend some of the money they'd been saving in their piggy banks. This was also a hard and fast lesson for them, as they quickly learned $20 doesn't go nearly as far as they were hoping. Welcome to my world, kids.<br />
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2. New York, New York Arcade<br />
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Like every other kid I know, my kids love an arcade. So, we thought NYNY would be a fun stop for them. We weren't wrong. It's the Vegas For Those Under 21. But, as soon as the money was used up on the kids arcade cards, we rounded up the crap they'd won and got the hell out of there. And, I managed to snap exactly zero photos because I was too busy trying to prevent a child gambling addiction from happening at Whack-a-Mole.<br />
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3. The Blue Man Group<br />
Our "big gift" to the kids - entire trip aside - was to see a real Vegas show. The Blue Man Group was perfect: kid friendly, funny, engaging, captivating. The kids loved it, Scott and I loved it. We highly recommend to anyone who wants to see a show appropriate for kids. Pro tip: it is a very LOUD show, so proper noise blocking earphones is a really, really good idea.<br />
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Because photography wasn't allowed during the performance (which meant we were able to enjoy it fully), the only picture I snagged of the evening was the kids in front of King Tut inside the Luxor.<br />
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4. The Bellagio Fountains<br />
Can you even say you went to Vegas without seeing the fountain show at least once?<br />
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I was really surprised with how much the kids enjoyed the show. Julia was full of oooh's and aaah's, while I could hear Marcus laughing with delight. My only regret is we didn't go back a few times to watch.<br />
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Day two brought the biggest surprise of all for the kids.<br />
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My parents flew in to spend a few days with us! Marcus and Julia were so excited to have Grandma and Grandpa just a few doors down from us.<br />
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We went right to work exploring more of Vegas with the Grands.<br />
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5. Bellagio Gallery of Fine Art - Yayoi Kusama<br />
When I discovered Kusama had not one but TWO exhibits showing right across from where we were staying, going to see them was a must.<br />
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<i>Aftermath of Obliteration of Eternity </i></div>
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<i>Narcissus Garden</i></div>
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Art museums are probably not real high on most kids lists, so I'm not sure I'd recommend this to families who don't frequent museums. I feel I've dragged the kids to enough museums and exhibits that they were pretty engaged with this one. </div>
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6. The Bellagio Conservatory</div>
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The Conservatory is free, but holy cow, it is a showstopper. It's akin to the Rose Bowl Parade floats - where everything is made of flowers, plants, etc. And during the holidays it is simply beautiful on the most grand scale.</div>
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I wasn't sure the kids would enjoy the displays, but they were just as in awe of everything as the adults. The Conservatory is worth popping in, no matter the time of year! </div>
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7. Circus Circus Adventuredome</div>
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Ok, how do I put this nicely... The adventuredome was not my favorite. It was like traveling circus meets town carnival meets small town amusement park. </div>
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The kids seemed to love the rackety rides, and Marcus even surprised me with some of the more adventurous rides he went on. I was so underwhelmed with the place that the only photos I took were in front of "Santa's Village."<br />
There were a couple of roller coasters that Scott, my mom and I went on that were pretty legit. But that said, this was my first time inside the Adventuredome, and I wouldn't be sad if it were the last. </div>
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8. Red Rocks Canyon National Conservation Area<br />
Grandma and Grandpa were absolute saints one morning and gave Scott and I a pass to skip out of the city for a bit to do some hiking.<br />
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I had no idea how close this canyon and these trails were to the city! A short 35 minute drive, and the city was nothing but a memory, and we were surrounded by towering red sandstone and the most scenic 13.5 mile loop drive.<br />
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If you've been to Vegas but never made it to Red Rock Canyon, add it to the list. It's definitely worth the drive.<br />
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9. Slotzilla<br />
In my mind I had these grand ideas of old Las Vegas and Fremont Street. I remember going there as a kid and thinking the light show in the Fremont canopy was really cool. Naturally, I wanted the kids to experience that as well.<br />
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Reality check. Fremont Street is just a big tourist trap with vendors pushing crappy t-shirts and even crappier souvenirs.<br />
Our only saving grace (at least for Marcus), was the Slotzilla zip line that goes over Fremont.<br />
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Initially, Marcus was pretty apprehensive to get in the harness. But once he was buckled in and flying above us, his smile was plastered on.<br />
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If you've got plans to go to Fremont, I'd suggest going for the zip line and then promptly leaving.<br />
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10. Absinthe - Caesar's Palace<br />
God bless my parents for giving Scott and I not one but two opportunities to enjoy Vegas kid-free.<br />
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We had an evening to ourselves, which is rarer than a blue moon for us. We grabbed some appetizers and drinks, enjoyed conversation, and then headed to Caesar's Palace to see Absinthe, which came highly recommended. The show was hilarious and raunchy and heart-stopping and unbelievable and so. damn. good. If you can take some (really) dirty humor, enjoy amazing human acts, can handle off the cuff and completely non-PC dialogue, and love to laugh, GO SEE THIS!<br />
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Before we even left L.A. for Vegas I was really anxious about how the trip would go. Would the kids enjoy it? Were we in over our heads thinking there were enough "kid things" for us to do? Omg, will my kids starve if we don't find a restaurant that serves either mac and cheese or cheese pizza? (Read: most restaurants have those items on the menu.)<br />
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But, here we are, three months out, and the kids are STILL talking about the Blue Man Group, and the M&M store, and seeing Grandma and Grandpa in room 3815.<br />
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I'm not sure what we have planned for next Christmas, or where we'll go, but if I were a betting person (fun fact, I didn't bet a single dollar while in Vegas), our LVNV 2018 Holiday Trip is going to be a tough one to beat.<br />
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As I sit here and type this I'm listening to the kids play with the new things they received for Christmas this year. Except, most of those things didn't come from us...<br />
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This is the first year we (I) really stuck to our (my) guns about gifting the kids something they want, need, wear and read. I even took it one step further and lumped the "need" and "wear" together.<br />
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In all, on Christmas Day, the kids opened three gifts from us, and aside from some stocking stuffers, just a single gift from Santa.<br />
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At first I was worried there wouldn't be enough <i>stuff</i> for them to open. But, really, since when does the number of items under a tree equal love, affection, and the actual meaning of Christmas? I'll answer that one on my own. Never.<br />
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Plus, when all the wrapping paper was torn off, the boxes were discarded, and the living room was good and properly messy, the kids didn't notice one bit that mom and dad had gifted them three things, or that Santa left a single gift.<br />
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It was <b>really</b> hard not to buy all the <i>stuff</i>. There were so many toys and gadgets and gizmos that would have been fun to see the kids open. But, I knew our Christmas plan would be worth the willpower of resisting all that <i>stuff.</i><br />
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And, between the grandparents, aunts, uncles, and cousins, the kids had plenty to unwrap on Christmas morning.<br />
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And, let's be honest, our (town)home is small. We don't have a ton of extra storage for <i>stuff</i>. We barely have room for the things we genuinely need and use. And, I am just so.damn.tired. of crap cluttering our house. Stuff that gets played with for a few weeks. The novelty of the newness wearing off. Then it all just sits to collect dusts for a year before it's time for yet another to purge to make room for more new <i>stuff.</i><br />
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In lieu of lots of presents, we decided to take the kids on a Christmas trip (which I hope to post about soon). It was the best holiday decision we've ever made. We took the money we would have used on <i>stuff</i> and put it towards experiences. We saw shows, ate good food, experienced things we hadn't seen or done before as a family. We made memories that are priceless, more valuable than anything from a store, with a price tag, and require batteries.<br />
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Maybe next year we do all the gifts again, but I doubt it.Desiree Mackehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12693020680303909151noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8287788069042332898.post-36792103555971837782018-11-16T13:41:00.000-08:002018-11-16T13:41:31.400-08:00Stuff the Envelopes and Deck the Halls with Mpix<div style="text-align: right;">
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I try to respect the turkey, but if I can get a bulk of the Christmas done early you'd better believe I will.<br />
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When I was able to cross off holiday cards, holiday thank yous, and an update on family photos, all before Thanksgiving, I was pret-ty pleased.<br />
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Way back in September we had family photos taken, and as soon as I got them back I could not wait to dive into creating our holiday card.<br />
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This year, while selecting a card I knew I wanted something modern, clean, and simple. Our photos were all taken at various colorful locations, so I needed a card design that would showcase our photos, not steal the show.<br />
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<a href="https://www.mpix.com/">Mpix</a> came through huge. There were limitless choices that fit my bill. I mocked up <i>at least</i> a half a dozen different cards. The hardest part of the holiday card process wasn't finding an <a href="https://www.mpix.com/">Mpix</a> card design, it was selecting just <i>one</i>.<br />
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While I'm chomping at the bit for a full reveal of our <a href="https://www.mpix.com/">Mpix</a> holiday card, a sneak peek will have to do for now.<br />
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Next on my checklist of must-haves for paper goods was a Thank You. One of my favorite family photo "hacks" is utilizing a photo I love (but don't use on the holiday card) and turning it into a Thank You. I've mentioned this in a few different places already, but I love the idea so much I had to share it here, too.<br />
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Again, <a href="https://www.mpix.com/">Mpix</a> nailed the Thank You designs, and it was another difficult decision narrowing down my choices to just one. As the kids (or Scott and myself) receive gifts throughout the holidays we'll snag one of these cards, write a personal note on the blank backside, and drop it in the mail. Viola! Another fun use for family photos.<br />
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Last, but most certainly not least, was the print made from our family pics. I've been making a conscious effort to print a photo from our photog session rather than just let them sit on my hard drive. <a href="https://www.mpix.com/">Mpix</a> offered a variety of print options: canvas, metal, acrylic, wood... We've never opted for an acrylic print, so I figured we'd give it a go.<br />
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I. LOVE. IT. It is the coolest print I think we've ever had. So clean and sleek. It even comes with a handy little level, which will save a lot of arguments and time in this house.<br />
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Have you gotten your holiday print needs taken care of yet? Be sure to check out <a href="https://www.mpix.com/">Mpix </a>for everything from your holiday card, thank you notes, prints, photo books, ornaments, and so much more. There's free standard shipping on orders over $35, and if you're new to <a href="https://www.mpix.com/">Mpix</a> you'll get 25% off your first order when you sign up!<br />
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Between our trips to Disneyland, numerous viewings of The Little Mermaid, a favorite show being Bubble Guppies, countless books and stories about mermaids, and a love for swimming at our pool, it seemed pretty obvious the direction we'd be headed.<br />
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As the planning got under way I knew I didn't want the decor to be super character-y, but I wanted the theme to be clear. Julia's favorite color is purple, so we needed to incorporate that, paired with blues, turquoise, and some pops of pink and white. I envisioned balloons and paper lanterns dotted throughout, sequenced tablecloth resembling shimmering mermaid scales, and of course, a swimming pool.<br />
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As decorations started to amass in our home my bedroom turned into a storage facility. I'm sure I was more excited to see everything unfold more than Julia (and most certainly more than Scott).<br />
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A week leading up to the party our kitchen was buzzing with baking and jello making and balloon inflating.<br />
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Day of, I couldn't believe how fast and easily everything came together (shout out to both Grandmas for helping).<br />
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As with every good party, I completely failed to get any photos of the event in progress, save for the one photo of the Birthday girl, Scott, and me.<br />
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Post party, we used a few wall photos (act surprised) to print off and send out thank yous.<br />
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This may have been one of the easiest parties we've thrown. I'm not sure if it's because we're no longer new to this rodeo, or the details are getting easier to nail down. At any rate, cheers to three. It's time to start planning for four.Desiree Mackehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12693020680303909151noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8287788069042332898.post-13724720514490655192018-11-11T20:44:00.000-08:002018-11-11T20:44:22.246-08:00Let's Play Catch UpPhew. That was a hiatus if I've ever taken one. With both kids in school (albeit just a few hours a day for Julia), I'm hoping to have just a smidge more free time on my hands to get back into documenting.<br />
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Edit. That first paragraph is hilarious. This draft sat idle for over <strike>two</strike> three months, and I'm finally hitting that publish button.<br />
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So much has happened in the last handful of months, it seems silly to try and do dedicated posts for each and every event that's taken place.<br />
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<u>June:</u><br />
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<li><b>Marcus and I had a one-on-one date to an interactive art installation.</b></li>
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And now here we are. Half way through November. Maybe I'll get my stuff together and keep up with life a little better (no promises).Desiree Mackehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12693020680303909151noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8287788069042332898.post-80494955496346024292018-06-07T09:52:00.001-07:002018-06-07T16:35:54.788-07:0036 Hours in NashvilleOh hey, I have a blog! You'd never know by the complete lack of attention spent on this space. Oops?<br />
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Way back in April my best friends from college lined up an NCAA March Madness bracket. The deal was, the best bracket finisher would choose a location for a long-over due and much needed girls trip. Though we had a winner (hey, Dena!), it seemed we had more of a collective agreement that Nashville would be a pretty solid spot for a weekend sans kids.<br />
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Friday (5/11) morning I bolted out the door at 6:30 to catch a ride to the airport. The last time I flew solo Marcus was two. It was nothing short of glorious to casually go through security, snag a coffee, and settle in comfortably while waiting for my flight.<br />
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Wheels touched down in Nashville around 4pm, and once I met up with the ladies we hit the ground running.<br />
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The first Bucket List item to check off was a visit to the Grand Ole Opry. When we realized Carrie Underwood would be playing (and celebrating the 10th anniversary of her induction to the Opry), we couldn't snag tickets fast enough. The way the show is formatted, a whole rotation of different artists and bands play throughout the show, each playing a couple of songs. I was a little surprised to find out Carrie only preformed three songs, but it was definitely an experience never to be forgotten.<br />
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It was then a bee line to Broadway where we did some bar hopping and live music listening. If you've never been to Broadway in Nashville, it's a couple of blocks of nothing but multi-level bars (most with roof top bars), and each level of each bar has a different live band preforming, almost always. It also should be noted that the music we heard ran the gamut of genres, from 80s rock, to 90s grunge, and 2000s pop, we heard it all. I cannot properly formulate with words the vibe of Broadway, but the electricity radiating from each bar was palpable. I think we stumbled back to our room around 2:00AM. My college self would be proud, my mom self wasn't so sure that was the best idea ever.<br />
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Not to fret. Come Saturday morning we all woke feeling better than anticipated, and prepped for a full day of Nashville goodness.<br />
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Brunch seemed like a solid idea. And Pinewood Social did more than hit the spot. The entire place was so aesthetically pleasing. The food was insanely good. And, the fact that they had an indoor bowling alley, and outdoor boccie court, and a pool, made the experience that much sweeter, considering we didn't have kids to contain and entertain.<br />
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Saturday afternoon was spent meandering around Broadway, dipping in and out of bars to catch music, as well as just check out the general scene of Nashville.<br />
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I did a little convincing to stop by a couple of walls that have been on my bust list for ages. My friends are honestly the very best. They hoofed (and Uber'd) around town just so I could find some paint on a few walls.<br />
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We made a quick stop at the Parthenon. Then it was back to Broadway where we ate at The Feed and Seed (the food there was SO good), and rounded out the day/night/trip consuming tasty cold beverages and listening to more live music.<br />
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The next thing I knew, it was 4:30 Sunday morning, my alarm was going off, and back to Los Angeles I was headed.<br />
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It felt like we packed a ton into 36 hours, and we did. I could have used another solid two days in the city, I know there's so much more we missed, which makes me desperate to get back.<br />
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Aside from the drinks, and music, and kid-less meals, just being around the ladies who were integral in my college experience made the trip one of the very best. We've grown, matured, taken separate life paths, but when together we fall back into step of being those young girls we once were (albeit, exponentially more responsible and entirely less drunk).<br />
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Britt. Dena. Thanks for an unforgettable weekend. Let's not wait another six years to do it again.<br />
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<br />Desiree Mackehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12693020680303909151noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8287788069042332898.post-75915749645556309262018-03-30T07:01:00.000-07:002018-03-30T08:20:05.382-07:00Another Sweet Pop UpWhen we discovered Los Angeles had yet another interactive pop up happening it wasn't a question of if we could go, rather how soon can we get tickets?<br />
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This experience - <a href="http://www.candytopia.com/"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Candytopia</span></a> - was dedicated all sugary confections. But, it wasn't just vats filled with candy, though I'm sure my kids wouldn't have minded that at all. There were several rooms with which we traveled, filled with interactive pieces, art works, and installations. All of them made up of different candies. </div>
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The entry was a teaser for what was to come. Plastic figures of massive lollipops. All of them Julia tried to eat. Countless times I could be heard saying, "No, Julia, we can't eat those. They aren't real!"</div>
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We were greeted in the <a href="http://www.candytopia.com/"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Candytopia</span></a> library, where clocks were suspended from the ceiling, a knight in shining armor was created of candies of all sorts, and a guest book the size of an elephant was available to sign our names.</div>
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Next to every art piece was a sign indicating how many pieces of candy was used in the creation, along with what types of candy were used. </div>
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I'm kicking myself for not capturing more of the portraits and famous paintings, all done in candy. There was one of Willie Wonka, the Mona Lisa, and several others I'm forgetting. </div>
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Then it was into a room where optical illusions were abound.</div>
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Keep in mind, with each new room, we were treated to more sugary delights. And, I was the mom who stopped her kids from eating any more candies after the second one was handed out. </div>
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As we moved along, we entered a room that I can only describe as psychedelic. The music, colors, and pieces of candy art were all slightly trippy.</div>
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Last stop, the one we'd been so anxious to get to from the get go... The marshmallow pool!</div>
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Just as it sounds. A massive pool filled with marshmallow-esque bits for the kids to jump, "swim", and toss around. Quite probably their favorite part - minus receiving candy every 10 steps. </div>
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The rooms and art pieces were fabulous, the candy so tasty, the colors vibrant, talks of unicorn poop (kids love that unicorn poop), and the kids loved it all. <a href="http://www.candytopia.com/"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Candytopia</span></a> may be our favorite pop-up, yet... </div>
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To see even more of the experience, I've included a short (less than 2 minute) video; clips I couldn't quite get in photos, and a better sense of some of what I've been describing.</div>
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Thoughtful, compassionate, and caring. I don't think I've met anyone with such a big heart.<br />
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Silly and sweet, and without a doubt, a momma's boy.<br />
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Cheers to my favorite six year old.<br />
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Five was good, but I know six is going to be the best yet.<br />
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Happiest of Happy Birthdays to my main man.<br />
<br />Desiree Mackehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12693020680303909151noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8287788069042332898.post-34768217855992024632018-03-21T00:00:00.000-07:002018-03-21T07:20:51.948-07:00A Great Wolf CelebrationA few months back we started prepping for Marcus' sixth birthday. We tossed around party ideas, venues to go to, even parks to rent out.<br />
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As much as I love party planning, I just couldn't muster the energy or excitement to do the same party we've basically been doing for six years.<br />
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Scott and I suggested to Marcus that in lieu of a traditional party we go somewhere fun and experience something we might not otherwise do.<br />
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To our surprise, Marcus agreed.<br />
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Marcus asked his best friend to join us for a weekend at Great Wolf Lodge.<br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">I briefly contemplated bringing my "good" camera, but ultimately decided that high humidity and constant splashing wasn't probably the best exposure for it. Cell phone pics are all we have. If you followed along on our adventures in my <a href="https://www.instagram.com/desireemacke/"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Instagram stories</span></a>, many of these pics are repeats.</span><span style="font-size: xx-small;"> </span>So much of the weekend was spent in the moment celebrating Marcus that many times I simply didn't even think to snap a pic.<br />
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Upon arrival, the lobby had us all oooh'ing and ahhhh'ing. Antler chandeliers. Large, overstuffed furniture made of knotty woods, a fireplace so massive six people could easily sit in front of its flames.<br />
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<span style="text-align: center;">A peek at the water park had the kids beyond excited. And a look into our room to see bunk beds that looked like a wolf den set the kids all over the top with giddy squeals and giggles.</span><br />
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Most of Saturday evening was spent going down slides, being tossed around the wave pool, and dancing around in the splash area.<br />
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Post dinner we were treated to birthday decor and cake all ready for us in our room.<br />
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Then it was time for a trip to the arcade where the boys were set on getting as many tickets as possible, while Julia happily pressed buttons and imagined she was truly playing games.<br />
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We wound down the night with a bubble dance party which delighted Julia the most.<br />
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Sunday morning was much of the same. Another round in the pool had Marcus going down a few slides on his own, as well as Marcus and Scott getting the chance to boogie board.<br />
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Before our time was up we made one more stop in the arcade to spend the last few points we had, grab a game of 10 pin bowling, claimed a few prizes, and made a stope in the resident candy store.<br />
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As we drove home I listened to Marcus talk about his favorite part of the water park (the wave pool), how much he loved the arcade, and how his weekend was so much fun. Marcus is still talking about Great Wolf, and how much he would like to go back.<br />
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Any doubts I had about not having a traditional party were immediately erased. I'm not sure we'll ever revert to traditional birthday parties again.<br />
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<a href="https://vimeo.com/261063616">Marcus' Great Wolf 6th Birthday Celebration</a> from <a href="https://vimeo.com/user22837408">Desiree Macke</a> on <a href="https://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>. (For my own memories sake, a 2 minute montage of our weekend, including footage of water slide and boogie board action.)Desiree Mackehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12693020680303909151noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8287788069042332898.post-17262540934049095092018-03-07T00:00:00.000-08:002018-03-07T07:21:58.181-08:00Loose Tooth TI had no alternate titles for this post. In fact, I didn't have any. But, after reading Chicka Chicka Boom Boom, and getting to Marcus' favorite line (can you guess which it was?), this one only seemed appropriate.<br />
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It was a big weekend in our house. After months and months and months of dealing with wiggly teeth, Marcus hit yet another big boy milestone.<br />
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From here on out, there will likely not be any additional follow-up on teeth lost, but this go around seems fairly significant. We worked so hard to cut those first baby teeth, and now, seemingly seconds later, those very same teeth are truly a memory.<br />
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In typical Marcus fashion, he took his sweet time to lose his first tooth (he was <a href="http://d-and-s-macke.blogspot.com/2012/09/teeth.html"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">5.5 months</span></a> before he cut these same teeth). We've been wiggling and prying since well before Christmas. And this weekend, just 20 days shy of his 6th birthday, Marcus' first tooth came out while flossing.<br />
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Marcus' was beside himself with excitement, and couldn't wait to see what the Tooth Fairy had in store for him (for the first tooth, $5 was the going rate in our house). The next morning I could hear Marcus spring from his bed and sprint to check his tooth pillow, which conveniently hangs on his door knob so the Fairy doesn't disturb him as he sleeps.<br />
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The next evening, again while flossing, Marcus lost his second tooth. With the same excitement as the first. That night as I was tucking Marcus into bed I mentioned to him how he was growing up entirely too fast for my liking, and that I needed him to slow it down. He looked up from his pillow, and in the sweetest voice said, "I'm sorry, Momma, I can't. I'm just so sorry, Mom." I didn't cry, but I sure wanted to.<br />
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I had Marcus take a quick inventory of the rest of his teeth, and I was relieved to learn that no other teeth were even remotely wiggly.<br />
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The following morning we discovered the Tooth Fairy only brings $1 for every tooth after the first one lost. Seems fair, right?<br />
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As exciting as all of this has been for Marcus, I'm admittedly more emotional about it than I thought I would be (and probably should be). They're just teeth, after all. But, it seems like this is just one more thing to remind me that the very last bits of baby in my first baby are literally falling away, and right before my very eyes.Desiree Mackehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12693020680303909151noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8287788069042332898.post-27529746518547616242018-02-20T20:42:00.000-08:002018-02-21T12:18:12.496-08:00A LEGOLAND® Adventure + GIVEAWAY {4 Tickets to LEGOLAND®}<div style="text-align: center;">
<i><span style="font-size: x-small;">We received compensation for this post, however, all thoughts and opinions are my own.</span></i></div>
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This year I've been trying to focus more on creating memories and doing things with the kids versus getting them things. And, to go along with that, I've been trying to find a theme park that Marcus truly enjoys.<br />
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Over the long holiday weekend we decided to hop in the car and make our first adventure to LEGOLAND® to make some new memories (and see if we couldn't get Marcus to enjoy a ride or two).<br />
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While the whole family made the trip, Julia wasn't in her finest form (a vicious cold plagued her much of the weekend), so she kicked it on the sidelines for most of the time. That said, it was fun to focus many of our activities on Marcus' likes - something we haven't been able to do as much as we'd like as of late.<br />
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If you follow me on <a href="https://www.instagram.com/desireemacke/"><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><b>Instagram</b></span></a>, you may have seen many of our thrills and fun on my stories while we were at the park.<br />
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As one would expect, the entire park was dotted with <i>the</i> most amazing LEGO® formations, sculptures, and displays.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">The sun made it really difficult to photograph this massive Albert Einstein face. This was the best I could get, but let me be the first to say, photos don't do it justice.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Within this lion were buttons the kids could push to make "roaring" sounds.</span></td></tr>
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With over 60 rides, shows, and attractions, Marcus was living his best life. Every ride on his wish list was checked off (with minimal wait times!). The LEGOLAND® water park wasn't open, it was cold! But, it's opening March 5 with bigger, wetter, faster rides. Obviously, something we'll need to go back and check out first hand.<br />
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A few of the rides were more "hands on", or kid-powered. Translation: we had to work to make our rides go. Those seemed to be at the top of Marcus' favorite list.<br />
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And, I promise Julia was there, too...<br />
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There was an adorable area, Heartlake City, that I'm positive Julia would have loved, including a Duplo town. However, a majority of that area was closed for what appeared to be renovations.<br />
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Several games were sprinkled around the park, and Marcus was very persistent to play one. His game of choice, a massive Let's Go Fishing Game.<br />
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This endeavored brought us home a stuffed duck.<br />
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Scott and I were really interested in the LEGO® NINJAGO ® : Master of the 4th Dimension 4D film, but we weren't totally sure the kids would be on board, so we passed on that. Maybe during our next trip we can make that happen.<br />
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Naturally, a lunch stop had to happen.<br />
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The cheesiest of cheese pizzas kept both kids fat and happy, and an apple the size of Marcus' head to even things out a bit.<br />
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There was no way I could walk around the park all day without a few snaps of the fun façades.<br />
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One of our last stops before calling it a massively successful day was a peek in the The Big Shop. Admittedly, we're not quite on the LEGO® building train just yet, but we couldn't resist our very first kit for Marcus, as well as a Duplo set of THE cutest animals for Julia.<br />
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Our day was so full of fun, we weren't quite able to slip over to SEA LIFE® aquarium, which just means we need to make another trip.<br />
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Lucky for us - and you! - right now KIDS GO FREE to LEGOLAND® Resort when you buy Honest Kids Juice 8-count at any retailer! The offer on the Honest Kids Juice includes a FREE Child Hopper Ticket with a full paid Adult Hopper Ticket admission coupon to LEGOLAND® California Resort. We'll be utilizing this, for sure. There are so many things we didn't have time to do, see, ride, and experience. Not to mention, I think Julia would really love jumping on a few more rides now that she's feeling better. AND, we are itching to get inside SEA LIFE® aquarium and check that out.<br />
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I wasn't sure how LEGOLAND® would fair with Marcus, but it was two-thumbs up, a massive grin, and a, "Can we go back sometime?" This is ground-breaking stuff for him.<br />
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visit <a href="http://www.legoland.com/HonestKids">www.LEGOLAND.com/HonestKids</a> use promo code 189900</td></tr>
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LEGOLAND®, we'll be back!<br />
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Here's the <i>best</i> part! LEGOLAND® has agreed to give one lucky reader FOUR one-day Resort tickets. All you have to do to enter is head to this post on my <a href="https://www.instagram.com/desireemacke/"><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><b>Instagram</b></span></a> account, look for this post (or simply click on the photo below, it will take you directly to the giveaway), and enter there!<br />
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<br />Desiree Mackehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12693020680303909151noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8287788069042332898.post-23416356180182454682018-01-30T00:00:00.000-08:002018-01-30T07:50:46.938-08:00Fix #20Normally I don't schedule my fixes two weeks apart. BUT, when Stitch Fix emails you a deal for a Style Pass (one-time $49 fee, applied towards a fix), for unlimited fixes without a style fee... I couldn't NOT sign up, and then immediately schedule a fix. Which is precisely what I did.<br />
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And, just a few weeks ago I was watching a Stitch Fix stylist on Instagram stories reveal her fix. In it was a pair of faux leather leggings that I was just itching to try on. I'm also riding the camo train so hard right now.<br />
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So, I put in a call for Raquel to see if she could hunt me down some faux leather leggings, a camo sweater/sweatshirt, as well as a few more basic tees, and anything to compliment faux leather...<br />
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Raquel did another stellar job, per the usual, and met every single request.<br />
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Immediately upon opening I thought my "just for fun fix" was going to be a 5/5...<br />
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Let's take a look!<br />
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<b>Sanctuary || Fitzy Camo Print Cardigan</b></div>
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<b>Soaked in Luxury || Magalie V-Neck Pocket Knit Tee</b></div>
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<b>Spanx || Kemella Faux Leather Legging</b></div>
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Per Raquel's suggestion, I paired the leggings with every top in this fix, including this knit top and cardigan.<br />
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I have to say, right out of the box, I was in love with the Spanx leggings. I love the color. I loved that they sucked in all the things. At first when I pulled these on I thought they were going right to my dresser. However, after looking at them in every photo from this fix, I just didn't love them on me. Maybe (???) if they were black I would keep them around. I'm not sure. But, I just couldn't pull the trigger to hang on to these.<br />
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The Soaked in Luxury pocket knit tee. I wish you could FEEL how unbelievably soft this tee is. It's like butter and silk had a baby. This is easily the softest tee I've ever laid hands on. I really like the green color, it's something I don't have in my closet. I also appreciate that the back is longer.<br />
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Moving on to the camo cardi. I can't seem to get enough camo in my life. I have a <a href="http://d-and-s-macke.blogspot.com/2017/10/fix-17.html"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">camo tee</span></a>, <a href="http://d-and-s-macke.blogspot.com/2018/01/fix-19.html"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">camo Spanx leggings</span></a>, and now a request for a sweater. I took a poll on my <a href="https://www.instagram.com/desireemacke/"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Instagram stories</span></a> to see if there was such as thing as too much camo in one's wardrobe. Turns out, an overwhelming majority say bring it on!<br />
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<b>Verdict ::</b><br />
<b>V-Neck Tee - KEEPER</b><br />
<b>Camo Cardi - KEEPER</b><br />
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<b>Le Lis || Yeaton Cowl Neck Knit Top</b></div>
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Out of the box I wasn't in love. I know I've been requesting neutral colors, but this one just seemed so meh. The cowl neck is great, the cutout detail in back is fun. But, I just know this isn't something I'd ever reach for. </div>
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Even with the cardigan I couldn't love it. Then I spotted a hole in the seam of the cowl and that sealed the deal for me. </div>
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<b>Verdict ::</b></div>
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<b>Cowl Neck Knit Top - RETURNED</b> </div>
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<b>Market & Spruce || Zansia Curved Hem Knit Top</b></div>
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I paired this top with a pair of running shoes, as I could totally see me tossing this on as I get ready for the school drop off line. I'm a fan of most of Market & Spruce's items, and a sucker for stripes. The gray and white is very much "me." The hem is great, and I love that it's a little bit longer. But, I do have a similar top that's just a little lighter weight than this one. </div>
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<b>Verdict :: </b></div>
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<b>Market & Spruce Curved Hem Knit Top - RETURNED</b></div>
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<b>SPANX Faux Leather Leggings - RETURNED </b></div>
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Though my original thought of 5/5 ending up being a 2/5, I'm thrilled with my keeper pieces. </div>
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Thoughts?? Did I keep the right pieces? Did I send back something I should have kept?! Drop me a line in the comments and let me know. </div>
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Desiree Mackehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12693020680303909151noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8287788069042332898.post-23704907732749607302018-01-24T00:00:00.000-08:002018-01-24T14:38:54.614-08:00A Mammoth WeekendA few years ago we visited Mammoth (Julia wasn't even a sparkle in our eyes), we hiked several trails, fell in love with the place, and decided we needed to return when there was snow on the mountain.<br />
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This year for Christmas (I realize it's January 24, bare with me), I requested that rather than Scott and I give gifts to each other we go somewhere instead. And that's precisely what we did. Christmas morning Scott surprised me with a weekend retreat to Mammoth. To enhance the already stellar surprise, Scott was able to get his parents and my mom to join in our fun.<br />
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To my delight, we immediately found a gorgeous mural to stave my appetite for pretty walls.<br />
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We then set to work, soaking up every mountain moment.<br />
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Marcus and I started with ski lessons. Full admission, I've never skied a day in my life prior to this trip, but it's always been something I've wanted to try. It's safe to say, Marcus was entirely better than me, but we both had a blast.<br />
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After Marcus' lesson he was fairly spent, so he headed back to the cabin while Scott and I took a couple more runs down the mountain. Bless him for being so patient with my beginner self.<br />
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Meanwhile, Julia was totally content to just walk around in the snow, pick up clumps, and toss at anyone within her sight.<br />
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No mountain trip is complete without a visit to a tube park. Not to mention, I really wanted Julia to do more than just pick up handfuls of snow.<br />
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Marcus, Scott, Grandma Kathy, and I made several trips down the hill.<br />
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Julia rode a tube merry-go-round a few times.<br />
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But, ultimately, Julia's greatest joy was just waddling around in the snow and attempting to slide down a mound of packed snow.<br />
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There was a gondola ride to the top of Mammoth, to which Marcus kept proclaiming, "This is SO cool!"<br />
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And more infatuation with the powdery white stuff.<br />
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Each evening Scott would start a fire in the fireplace (something we don't have in our home), and both kids would be put into a trance by the flickering flames and welcomed heat.<br />
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While the snow was great, the skiing was amazing, the tubing fun, the part of the trip that I hope sticks in the kids memory the most is what became our evening routine...<br />
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Everyone gathered around the table, playing games, telling stories, laughing, and joking.<br />
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During our trip, I had every intention of taking better photos with my big camera (I actually brought it along!), I didn't pick it up once. So, while the photos aren't the best, dang, those memories made sure are priceless.<br />
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In all... Best. Christmas. Gift. Ever.Desiree Mackehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12693020680303909151noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8287788069042332898.post-6551115610705308152018-01-16T00:00:00.000-08:002018-01-16T13:44:10.623-08:00Fix #19With the ushering in of the new year I didn't make any real resolutions, nor did I select my "word" for the year. Rather, I've kind of made it my goal to actually wear some of the clothes that are in my closets and dressers. Athlesiure wear is nice, but it's time to start reaching for my "real" clothes.<br />
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Most days I'll roll up to Kinder drop-off in my running pants/short and some shirt I've obtained from one race or another. But, I have all these other clothes, just hanging, or folded. What's the point of buying them if they are never worn? Plus. There's a mom at drop off with triplets, and she's always put together every morning by 7:45. If she can do it with three 5-year olds, I sure as hell can with two kiddos.<br />
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That said, I asked Raquel for some wardrobe staples: basic tees; as well as a good neutral duster (preferably in a cream color), camo leggings, and a good everyday pair of brown booties.<br />
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Once again, Raquel crushed my requests. The entire fix could be combined into two outfits, and I really loved it all.<br />
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<b>Mix by 41 Hawthorn || Trumer Essential Knit Top<br />Spanx || Layce Printed Legging<br />RD Style || Harleen Contrast Tipping Duster Cardigan</b></div>
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<b>DV8 || Sonja Bootie</b></div>
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Where do I even begin with this outfit?<br />
Let's start with the Essential Knit Top. Ok, so I realize it's a really, really basic white tee. And I'm sure there are several out there I could add to my closet. But. This one is so soft. The v-neck is my favorite neckline. The cut is just perfect. The length is exactly what I want. I can bend over and my midriff stays covered. It's precisely what I *need.* And, it was delivered right to my door. So.... </div>
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Moving on to the Spanx leggings. Let me repeat that: SPANX LEGGINGS. Need I say more?! The leggings hit right at my ankle. They suck in all the fluffy parts. The waist-line is true, and doesn't slip down when I'm moving about. These are also a thicker fabric than any other leggings I own, which means when they stretch they don't seem see-through. Plus, I'm officially on the camo print train. Give me these every day of the week.</div>
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The cardi. HOLY BUCKETS. It's truly the softest cardigan I have in my closet. It has this silky feel that is just delicious. It's also not super heavy, which is precisely the kind of top-layering-piece I fully appreciate and need. The black trim detail at the cuff and opening took this relatively simple cardi up a notch. </div>
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Lastly, the DV8 booties are the richest Cognac color, which I love, and the zippers on both side of the boot are such a great, fun detail to give these boots a bit of a boost in the character department. </div>
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I shed the cardigan to get a better look at the knit top.</div>
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I swapped out the Mix by 41 Hawthorn Knit Top....</div>
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<b>Nine Britton || Brock Varsity Stripe Knit Top</b></div>
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The color is this charcoal-y shade of gray that I've been gravitating towards a lot lately. The pink stripes at the sleeves are the cutest pops of color. And that v-neck is my fav. </div>
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Toss the cardi on and the outfit is complete. </div>
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And, taking a closer look at the booties...</div>
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Let's talk keeper pieces. Originally, I wanted to keep all five. But, I took pictures of the pieces on, took an honest look at them on, as well as what I have in my closet. Then I narrowed it down. </div>
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<b>Mix by 41 Hawthorn || Trumer Essential Knit Top</b> (the white tee) :: <b>KEEPER</b> </div>
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I desperately needed a good white tee in my closet, and I simply could not part with this one. It checked all the boxes for a staple tee.<br />
<b>Spanx || Lacye Printed Legging :: KEEPER</b> </div>
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I could not have asked for a better pair of camo leggings. </div>
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<b>RD Style || Harleen Contrast Tipping Duster Cardigan :: KEEPER</b></div>
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If you are searching for a good cream color cardigan, PIN THIS and then BEG your stylist for it. Gah! It is just so good.</div>
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<b>DV8 || Sonja Bootie :: RETURN</b></div>
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At first I wanted to keep these. But, upon further examination of my closet, I had to remind myself I already have a pair of booties quite similar to these, and those aren't ready to be retired just yet. </div>
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<b>Nine Britton || Brock Varsity Stripe Knit Top (gray top with pink stripes) :: RETURN</b></div>
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Such a cute top, but it was cut just a little short for me. Had it been just a bit longer I would have put it in my closet immediately. </div>
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Thoughts??? What pieces did you love? Did I make a mistake returning the gray top and booties?? </div>
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Desiree Mackehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12693020680303909151noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8287788069042332898.post-50113259551698198862018-01-08T00:00:00.000-08:002018-01-08T11:03:09.920-08:00A Little Bit of MarcusNow that a majority of our days are spent with Marcus in full-time Kindergarten (7:45AM-2:45PM), my camera roll may appear a bit Julia-heavy. I mean, it only makes sense. More often than not, our week day adventures are an all-girls party. I've asked Marcus a few times if he'd like to play hooky and join us, but he loves school, and always opts for that.<br />
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All that said, I felt it was time to do a little update on Marcus, he's been long overdue for one. He has little quirks and phrases and sayings and antics I don't ever want to forget.<br />
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Perhaps the most saddening thing (for me), is just the other day I called Marcus by the nickname I've given him since before he was born: Monkey. He turned to me very defensively and said, "Don't call me Monkey. I don't like it." That stung, more than just a little. It's the pet name I've used for over five years. Refraining from calling him that is going to be so hard in so many ways.<br />
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School is Marcus' favorite place to be. I'm very curious to see if this continues as he gets older. He loves doing his math homework, but isn't too fond of his language arts (this is the exact opposite of me). He also speaks of computer lab with great enthusiasm.<br />
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A descriptor, give by his teacher during parent-teacher conferences, is "old man." At first I didn't quite understand. But, the more I thought about it, the more it makes sense. Marcus is very particular (much like his dad). He can be very serious. And, he is <i>very</i> literal. Not too long ago Scott was pointing out a restroom to Marcus and said, "Look at that bathroom over there!" Marcus' reply, "That's not a bathroom. There's no bath tub in it. Call that a restroom." Scott and I just looked at each other like, what is even happening?! He wasn't wrong.<br />
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Tolerance and kindness are two very accurate nouns used to describe Marcus. He puts up with so much more from his little sister than I ever would.<br />
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Marcus is also has a very tender soul. He cares deeply for others, and he is easily hurt when others are not kind or fair; he is very much a rule follower. He wears his heart on his sleeve. Just this week we got rid of our highchair. The night it was collected he was so distraught, to the point of being inconsolable, at bedtime. He told me he was sad the chair was gone. I asked him to elaborate, and he explained he really wanted to donate the chair. My heart broke. I had to explain (multiple times) that the chair no longer properly worked, and we couldn't possibly give it to another family in an unsafe condition. Only after telling him the chair had served both he and his sister, and many memories were made with it, he calmed down.<br />
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It sounds silly, but Marcus is also to the point where he can bathe almost completely on his own. After a half a decade of doing the bathing, hair washing, drying, and lotion-ing, and pajama-putting-on, this kind of seems like a big step. While he's grown in many ways, he's still a less than stellar eater, and we're constantly reminding him to eat his lunches and dinners. I have no idea how he survives on such little food.<br />
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Baseball seems to be the sport Marcus gravitates towards. At least for now. I'd like to think I'm not biased in my opinion that he's quite good at fielding and batting. Though, there is still work to be had with his running technique. He's also a pretty good little swimmer, and I can't wait to see his skills improve this summer.<br />
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Being outside is at the top of Marcus' list of favorites. From tide pools to hiking trails, once he's there he doesn't want to leave. Riding bikes and skidding tires are afternoon favorites. Along with improving his skateboard and Razor scooter, Razoer 360, and Ezy-Roller skills. Hands on activities, like science experiments as well as arts and crafts projects are also high up on the list of favorites. And, lately, board games have become a bigger interest.<br />
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There isn't a better little boy or big brother I know.<br />
I cannot believe just how lucky we are to have such a sweet soul.<br />
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Desiree Mackehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12693020680303909151noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8287788069042332898.post-58993948518324878832017-12-11T00:00:00.001-08:002017-12-11T12:58:22.884-08:00Fix #18This last month I've been doing a massive purge of clothes. I've hauled more bags of clothes to the local nuns than they'll probably ever know what to do with. A good closet cleaning is always nice. But, it's also left me with a gaping hole and a stark reminder that I'm pretty low on clothes these days.<br />
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I bumped up my <b><a href="https://www.stitchfix.com/referral/6092158?sod=w&som=c"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Stitch Fix</span></a></b> request this month by a few weeks. I asked stylist Raquel for neutral colors, sweaters that are cozy, oversized, but not too bulky or heavy; a tall order, considering sweaters, by nature are generally designed for cold weather. I also asked for a pair of jeans that could be a staple in my everyday wear.<br />
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Did we ever question whether Raquel would deliver? Nope. Not for a second.<br />
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To the threads.<br />
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<u>MAVI || FREIDA SKINNY JEAN + RD STYLE || TONIE LACE INSET PULLOVER</u><br />
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I need another pair of jeans like I need a hole in the head. But, I love the fit. These seem a little more cropped than the rest of the jeans I own, which I'm currently digging. I love the color - it's a touch lighter than a few pairs I own, and a smidge darker than a few others. So, it totally makes these different. Also. These didn't slide down off my butt, or get too stretchy after a bit of wear. I just couldn't send these back. To the dresser drawer these went!<br />
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Cream. Lace. Zipper detail. BOAT NECK. Holy buckets, just jump on a hanger and get in my closet already. I'm also a huge fan of how lightweight this top is. Apparently we're never going to get winter (highs in the 80s all week). So, this is gives the perfect festive look without sweating gallons while wearing it.<br />
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<b>Verdict :: Kept Both</b><br />
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<u>KENSIE || LONA ZIPPER SLEEVE PULLOVER</u><br />
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I'm really on the fence with this one. The zipper detail on the sleeves is adorable, I love that touch of character. And, I think I like the color, it's unlike anything I have in the closet. In these pictures I *think* the fit looks good. I just can't decide. HELP!!<br />
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<b>Verdict :: SOMEONE TELL ME IF I SHOULD KEEP IT OR SEND IT BACK!</b><br />
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COIN 1804 || PENTY DRAWSTRING WAIST KNIT TOP<br />
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Oh. My. Gosh. This is next level soft. I'm pretty sure it's made of clouds and fairy dust and whimsical silk. And, I like the color of this. But. It's shorter than I'd like, and feel it's pretty plain, borderline boring (considering the price of $58). I feel it hits me totally wrong on my waist, and makes my hips look wider than they need to and gives me a very boxy look. If this was more oversized and longer I'd be keeping this, no questions asked.<br />
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<b>Verdict :: Returned</b><br />
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HARPER LANE || GOODWIN COWL NECK SWEATER<br />
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This sweater is pretty much everything wrapped into one delightful piece. Go ahead and give me all the things black - I'm currently on a very muted palate (as far as my clothes are concerned), so the black color makes my heart sing. The cowl neck is amazing and doesn't make it look like my top is trying to eat my neck. The slits on the sides make for just the right amount of sexy. And the lightweight fabric means I'm not sweating my face off. Let's also pay homage to the front POCKETS!<br />
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<b>Verdict :: Kept</b><br />
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Please, please, please, give me your input. I'm sending back pieces soon, and need to know, DO I KEEP THAT KENSIE PULLOVER?? Should I send something else back? HELP!!<br />
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Let's talk Christmas gifts.<br />
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Typically, Scott is the type of guy who wants for nothing, asks for nothing, and is completely happy with what he already has. Except for the months of November and December. I noticed in the last four weeks Scott has bought so many things for himself (which is rare the other 11 months out of the year) that I've thought, "That would have made such a good gift!" I even suggested to him to STOP shopping for himself so I could put a few gifts under the tree for him.<br />
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Then there are our parents. Year after year we ask for gift ideas, and year after year we get the same replies, "We don't need anything. We don't want anything."<br />
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This makes for <i>really</i> challenging gift giving. And, I really don't want to give gifts that sit and collect dust, or ultimately make their way to a trash can.<br />
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I'm positive that this year I've come up with some gifts that hold a lot of sentiment, won't create clutter, and will be looked upon year after year with fondness.<br />
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For as long as I've been alive giving Christmas ornaments is a tradition my family has held, and one tradition I intend to keep. So, each year I look for the perfect ornament to give family members, grandparents and husband included.<br />
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This year <a href="https://www.mpix.com/"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Mpix</span></a> came to the rescue with ornaments for the whole family. A metal ornament with our family photo from our session this Fall, and our names and year are right on the ornament. There is no way I could have found anything better in a brick and mortar store.<br />
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As for Scott I wanted to give something he could use to spruce up his desk at work.<br />
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The last time I visited his office there were a few hand drawn pictures from Marcus, but other than that, his space was pretty barren. I thought a metal print, from <a href="https://www.mpix.com/"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Mpix</span></a>, with a collection of photos from this year's family session would brighten things up a bit.<br />
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<a href="https://www.mpix.com/"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Mpix</span></a> also spurred me to think ahead with Thank Yous. For each gift we receive writing a thank you note is absolutely mandatory. For the first time ever, I placed an order for personalized Thank You cards. I love that we will be able to send out photos of our family that didn't quite make the holiday card this year. I'm pretty sure personalized thank you notes are going to become another tradition we implement.<br />
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If it weren't for all the fabulous options from <a href="https://www.mpix.com/"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Mpix</span></a>, I might still be sitting here trying to figure out what to get for the most difficult gift recipients. And, let's just hope those recipients decided not to read today's post...<br />
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I'd love to know what some of your best gift ideas are - specifically for spouses and grandparents. Let me know by dropping a line in the comments!<br />
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Lastly. If you're new to <a href="https://www.mpix.com/"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Mpix</span></a>, when you sign up for an <a href="https://www.mpix.com/"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Mpix</span></a> account you will receive $10 off your order of $25 or more.Desiree Mackehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12693020680303909151noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8287788069042332898.post-39688470278254142952017-12-05T00:00:00.001-08:002017-12-06T15:13:37.281-08:00The Hap Hap Happiest PlaceMove over Museum of Ice Cream. The Happy Place is in town, and this girl is h.a.p.p.y.!!<br />
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While I loved ice cream treats in four different rooms, and jumping into a huge pool of sprinkles, I'm going out on a limb to say <span style="color: #444444;">the </span><a href="https://www.happyplace.me/"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Happy Place</span></a> has my heart. Because it's just so damn HAPPY!<br />
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Never mind it's an Instagram paradise - we'll even look past the horrible lighting in almost all of the rooms - it seems (to me) it was a bit more interactive than the MOIC. Happy Place had things you could touch, climb up, spin in, and dance on - we did a LOT of dancing. The three delicious, sugar-filled treats were added bonuses to all the fun.<br />
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I was really apprehensive as to how Marcus would like the experience. He and I have vastly different ideas of fun. But as we made our way through the 13 different rooms it was the absolute best to see him light up, let loose, dance his heart out, and have a grand old time. As expected, Julia ran wild, shook her booty and smiled and giggled the entire time, too.<br />
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So, here's the photo dump. Editing could semi-salvage some rooms, forgive the photos even a magic fairy couldn't save. But, I had to include them all because I don't want to forget a thing.<br />
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As we entered I literally squealed with delight.<br />
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We started with the candy room. M & Ms as the breakfast appetizer? WHY NOT.<br />
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And, I'm still trying to figure out what that green, palm tree, snake, Lochness monster, thingy is. </div>
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If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands! </div>
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One of the few things in the whole place we weren't supposed to touch, a massive XO. Naturally, Julia started CLIMBING it. Oops.</div>
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We also jumped into a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow, made confetti angels (the cousin to snow angels), and danced around in a giant globe that blew confetti around and made Julia's dress fly up, Marilyn Monroe style. </div>
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As our experience ended Marcus turned to me and said, "Mom! That was SO! MUCH! FUN!" I couldn't keep from beaming. Seems there are some things we agree on when it comes to fun. </div>
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The next day Marcus asked me, "Mom, remember the Happy Place?" Like I forgot. "It was awesome. Think we could go again?" Well, tickle me pink. I'm pretty sure I immediately put a call into Santa for tickets for a second run at the place....</div>
Desiree Mackehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12693020680303909151noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8287788069042332898.post-45424509555346965952017-12-04T00:00:00.000-08:002017-12-04T09:58:40.154-08:00 Bathroom TalkPotty training. While not the most glamorous parenting topic (but really, which parenting topic *is*?), it's a pretty big milestone. Biding adieu to diapers is an epic thing - at least in my mind. Raise your hand if you agree.<br />
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So. Julia. A few months ago it was clear she was aware of her diaper situation. She'd let me know if she was wet or dirty. It even escalated to the point where she would climb into her changing table and tell me she needed a new diaper. That seemed to be a pretty solid sign that she was ready for a little bathroom training. Turns out, nope. We half-heartedly gave the training a shot, and it was apparent that she was not into my idea in the slightest.<br />
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I waited a few weeks to make the second attempt. Still a bit of a fail. We incorporated potty books to our daily read routine (she loves <a href="https://www.amazon.com/Big-Girl-Panties-Fran-Manushkin/dp/0307931528/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1512244026&sr=8-1&keywords=big+girl+panties+book"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Big Girl Panties</span></a>, by the way) and watched a few shows dedicated to potty training (hey, <a href="http://pbskids.org/video/"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Daniel Tiger</span></a> and <a href="http://disneyjunior.disney.com/nina-needs-to-go" style="color: #3d85c6;">Nina Needs to Go</a><span style="color: #444444;">). It was apparent potty training was going to be done on Julia's time, not mine. It was also clear Julia was not having any part of the actual potty. When I trained Marcus I just got one of those little potty inserts, placed it on the toilet, and he was set. I swore I'd never use one of those little mini potties because they fully gross me out. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444;">After I had had enough of listening to Julia demand diaper changes from her changing table I marched out to Target, my pride tucked deep inside my diaper bag, and bought one of those stupid, bright pink Minnie Mouse potties that shouts "HOORAY!" when you "flush."</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444;">Wouldn't you know it, Julia thought that damn potty was the neatest thing ever, and slowly but surely she started to use it for its intended purposes. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444;">There was a sticker reward chart in use for a few days, but it seemed Marcus was more excited about the stickers than Julia. So, we nixed that pretty fast (one less thing to have to remember or deal with). And, with this go around we haven't really used food/candy bribes (which I'm pretty sure we did with Marcus in the beginning stages of potty training with him). </span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444;">While I make no claims that Julia is 100% potty trained, I do have to say within the past three weeks, things have been getting progressively better and going pretty smoothly. I tote that horrendous Minnie potty with us whenever we go anyplace, but Julia refuses to actually use it in our vehicle. She also has a hard time using real toilets, but there have been a handful of occasions while we're out and about that she has used the real deal. Insert all the shouts and cheers of joy what that happens. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444;">For naps and overnight we still put Julia in a diaper. However, she's consistently been waking up dry.</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;">And, just this weekend Julia woke at 2:30am, shouting from her crib, "Mommy!! I have to go potty!" I typically loathe the middle of night wake ups (because they're usually pointless and just an excuse for me to come into her room), but for that one I'll make an exception. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444;">I'm sure, while I'm over here patting my back I'll be rewarded with pee-soaked pants at some point today. But, I have to say, it's been really, really, REALLY nice not changing diapers. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444;">Fingers and toes crossed we can overcome the obstacle of the real toilet because I'd really like to go, well, <i>anywhere</i> without that Minnie potty chilling on the back floorboards of my car.</span><span style="color: #444444;"> </span><br />
<span style="color: #444444;"><br /></span>Desiree Mackehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12693020680303909151noreply@blogger.com6