Santa Claus is Coming to Town!

For several weeks, I've been on the lookout for a Christmas dress for Mackenzie. Everywhere I went, they were either to fru-fru or short sleeved. I thought I looked everywhere and was about to give up when my mom called to tell me about the racks and racks of dresses at Macy's. Scott and I have also been talking about taking Mack to see Santa, but since Scott works through the week we decided to try this past Sunday morning...huge mistake! The line was almost out the door, and there was no way I was going to make Mack wait in that line. So, we decided to try again Monday night and it was a success! We only waited about 15 minutes and Santa actually spent a few minutes talking and visiting with Mackenzie, he was so cute!

14 Weeks and Playtime with Daddy

Mackenzie has been quite the social butterfly lately. She's already been to two Christmas parties and she had so much fun! She loves all the attention she gets and will let anyone hold her, so of course Scott and I spent the night passing her around. It's funny because no matter where she is, when 9:30 p.m. rolls around, she's out for the night. She could be in someone's arms, her stroller, her carseat, or her bed and she becomes sleeping beauty. Almost every night when Scott gets home from work, he takes Mackenzie and they play in her room. One night, he took her and they were off. I was busy doing laundry and such and when I walked into her room I found this:
Mack the Pope
Hmmmm, what are they doing to me?!

Seriously, Daddy.

Such a big girl!

13 Weeks=3 Months Old

I can't believe that Mackenzie is already 3 months old. What's even crazier, is that this time last year I was pregnant with her. Of course I didn't know, but it just goes to show how fast 2008 has come and gone. Mackenzie is still able to wear her little sailor outfit and she's yet to show signs of outgrowing it anytime soon. The top is a crop top which she will NOT be able to wear out of the house regardless if the weather is warm enough! We haven't weighed her since Thanksgiving night, so we will be doing that soon, it's just crazy how quickly the time can get away from you.

Many firsts for Mackenzie

The day after Thanksgiving, Uncle Matt, Grandma Terry, Mackenzie and Mommy left for Boynton Beach, Florida to visit Aunt Candy, Uncle Larry and Harley. It was the first car ride for Mackenzie, 11 hours to be exact and she did amazing. She only cried for the last 30 minutes and I don't blame her. It was also the first time she met her Great Grandma Edee.

Soooo sleepy
Pretty in pink

My heart melts when I look at this picture

Four Generations

12 Weeks and Mackenzie's first Thanksgiving

Mackenzie turned 12 weeks old on Thanksgiving Day, Thursday November 27, 2008. We spent the morning relaxing and watching the Thanksgiving Day Parade a tradition that I grew up doing. We went over to Scott's mom's house for Thanksgiving dinner and ate and ate and ate...ok well you get the point! Then late that night, Mackenzie and I headed to my mom's because we were leaving early Friday morning for Florida.


Hee, hee, I think Mackenzie was annoyed with the camera!
Our happy girl celebrating Thanksgiving with her bear.

Just Ducky

Ever since Mackenzie was a few weeks old I've been taking her to park right by our house. We usually meet our friend, Kelly, who has twin boys that are almost 4. It's a great way to get out of the house without spending money and to get some adult talk time in all while enjoying the kids. Now that the weather is getting colder, I have to bundle Mackenzie all up. A friend of mine gave Mackenzie this really cute fuzzy duck outfit that fits over her clothes and acts almost like a snow suit. I can't believe how much Mackenzie looks like her Daddy.

11 Weeks

Since I'm sooooo behind on posting, I'm just going to put up Mackenzie's 11 and 12 pictures since I really can't remember what we did for those weeks!

I Miss Him

I'm not sure why, but I've been missing John Moeller a lot lately. John is the one who started up Carpenter's Son Construction where Scott has been employed for the past 9 years and John was also a huge part of our church. His daughter is Nancy Moeller Hutchins who some of you may have had for an English teacher at good ol' MHS. So with all this being said, Scott and I spent some time with The Moeller's. John and Diane hosted the company Christmas party year after year where we would sit in the great room and marvel over the giant Christmas tree they had and who could forget the train set that John had going around, through, and under the tree? He was so proud of that train and loved to show anyone how it worked. Sadly, John passed away in May. Scott and I visited him several times in the hospital, once being in March where he was so concerned about his hair loss and how large his ears must have looked. He told us stories of how his grandchildren said how much he looked like a monkey, and he did, but I will tell you that he was the cutest Pop monkey you've ever seen. Scott brought the newspaper clippings from the tornado we were recently in. And he told us how he couldn't wait to have a new addition to our family. This struck a cord with me. He didn't say to "the family", but instead "our family". This made me realize how much he treated us like we were part of his blood. He was discharged in March, and was quickly back in the hospital in late April. This time, he wouldn't leave. Scott and I again visited with him on May 3rd, not ready to say good bye. I promised myself that I wouldn't cry, we knew Diane had been spending night and day by John's side and I insisted on standing strong for her. I broke my promise. At this point we found out several weeks earlier that we were having a girl, and we wanted him to know. Diane was so excited for us as we whispered to her what we were having and giving her details. John was struggling so hard to stay awake and to be apart of the conversation. Diane went over to John and told him that we found out the sex of the baby and before we knew it, he grabbed his oxygen mask, lifted it over his head, and said with his eyes closed,"Girl". I will NEVER forget that moment as long as I live. There's no way, he heard us tell Diane, and that's when I broke my promise. As we left the hospital, we knew it didn't look good. And at 10:40 a.m. the next day while Scott and I were on our way to church, we got the call that John had passed away. When we went to visit the family and to say our good bye's at the funeral home, I was so upset to see that John didn't have his hearing aides in anymore. And he needed those hearing aides, he couldn't hear anything without them. When you would hug John, those silly hearing aides would squeak and squeal. Without them, he couldn't hear and seeing him without them made me sad. I miss his absolutely beautiful clear blue eyes. His eyes were the color blue that you could almost see through, they were gorgous. John's funeral was later that week and his family did such a good job of honoring him. Scott and I shared stories, so many of them laugh until your stomach hurt funny, and some of them so heart warming and comforting. John was the type of person you along with your children would want for a Pop. I'm sad that Mackenzie never had the opportunity to meet him, I know she would have loved him and I know he would have loved and treated her like one of his own. He was wonderful, and I miss him...a lot.

10 Weeks

We've been having so much fun with Mackenzie. In the past couple of weeks, her personality has really blossomed. The fan and lights are just a few things that facinate Mackenzie right now. She will move her head from side to side and up and down to find lights and fans in any room. Thankfully, Scott installed a fan in her room before it was hers, so once she moves in there, she will have one more thing to entertain her. Speaking of, the big move to her crib is on the horizon. Mackenzie has been sleeping through the night since she was 3 weeks old and she usually goes to sleep around 9:30/10 p.m. and wakes up around 7:30 a.m./9 a.m. therefore, we think it's best to get her in there soon. She is absolutely adorable when she wakes up(we think she's always adorable!), she always wakes up happy with a smile on her face and will just look around from side to side until we get her. When we unwrap her from her swaddle, she stretches just like big people arching her back, stretching her legs and arms, and giving out a cooing yawn. Mackenzie is becoming such a little person, loving when we talk to her and almost always smiling and cooing at us when she likes what she hears. I can't believe our little girl is 10 weeks old!
This is what we wake up to every morning...priceless!

Our little baldy

Reading with Daddy before bedtime

Love those baby blues and long eyelashes!

All Things Bumbo

We've been so fortunate to be able to borrow so many toys and such instead of buying all the baby "must haves". Scott's sister had a little boy 2 years ago and she kept all his stuff and has allowed us to borrow all of it! We just got a Johnny Jumper, Bumbo, Exersaucer, and a walker. We've only tried the Bumbo and so far, so good.
We call this the "Bumbo Lean"

Maybe if I raise my arm, I will tilt back the other way

Bumbo Feet

Bumbo Yawn

Bumbo Sneeze

Bumbo Prayer

Bumbo Shock

9 Weeks Old

Shots. Yuck. Mackenzie received her first round of shots on November 5th and it was awful. Luckily Scott went with us. He held her hand and head while I tried to talk to her, but I couldn't do it. Mack got three shots total and when she got the first one, I knew we were in for it. Mack has NEVER cried as hard as she did the day she got her shots. I of course, started to tear up, but held it together. Thankfully, we have 2 months before we have to go back for more. The nurse weighed, and measured Mack. Weight-10 lbs. 12 oz.=50%Length-22 and 1/4 inches long=50%
Head Circumference-38 cm.=50%
Even though Mack got shots, she was so happy all day. She did sleep a little more than normal, but it just meant that I was able to get some things done around the house!

Mad Mack! Bear was trying to console her.

I look so much like my Daddy here!