tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63109656223764647002024-03-19T13:26:44.474-07:00Prescott's PageJust a way to stay in touch with family and friends. Come share in our lives!The Prescott'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447545546975344282noreply@blogger.comBlogger112125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6310965622376464700.post-21054018239153723012014-04-29T21:25:00.000-07:002014-07-28T19:25:51.296-07:00Treasure Hunt (Whats the big deal with Essential Oils?)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyvgM4eeUGGQ0D2aFciPVVWb9lcIcnt4-yrR1uf7yCtLJcdo-an5El648ECKbyLftF6fu6WA-wIZI87gOQtsHcXvCpfBPlsuL-ROfdZy-zpz32QMGa5n8CC2IRh0W4M60ccF0_aqyZRQVP/s1600/images.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyvgM4eeUGGQ0D2aFciPVVWb9lcIcnt4-yrR1uf7yCtLJcdo-an5El648ECKbyLftF6fu6WA-wIZI87gOQtsHcXvCpfBPlsuL-ROfdZy-zpz32QMGa5n8CC2IRh0W4M60ccF0_aqyZRQVP/s320/images.jpeg" /></a></div>This may sound like an odd title for a blog post about essential oils, but I feel like my journey towards learning about them has been like a treasure hunt. Essential oils was something I had never heard of until a few months ago. Many people I am mentioning the oils to seem to have not heard of them either. I've had a few people wanting to know more about them. It has been hard to answer quickly, so I thought I should write up a response that might help answer questions more thoroughly.
First of all I'd like to share just a little bit of my story and why I am interested in essential oils. I've always tried to be healthy and look for healthy options, but four years ago I really started down a path of investigating and learning more about organic natural products and methods. At that time my sister was diagnosed with a very serious illness, and I had my first baby. Maybe it is because these two major life events were happening during the same season or maybe each one had their unique place in pushing me towards this search, but I started reading and learning and I've come a long way. I started with a company called Norwex replacing all of my chemical cleaners with microfiber cloths and citrus based scrubs. The next step took quite a bit longer and truthfully we are still working on it, but I have researched ways to help my family scale down the processed and additive rich food that we once ate so often. When I look back at where I've been heading essential oils just looks like the next step in this journey. I was invited by a friend to a class about essential oils without even knowing what they were. I came home that night and told my husband either I have just been completely scammed or I just found something amazing. One could even say a treasure.
So what are essential oils? Here is my definition: they are basically the oil inside a plant that allows the plant to heal itself. Connie and Alan Higley have a bit more of a scientific description, " Essential oils are the volatile liquids that are distilled from plants." They go on to list what benefits PURE THERAPEUTIC-GRADE essential oils can give. Here are just a few: oxygenating, immune-strengthening, quickly penetrate skin, lipid soluble and can penetrate cell walls, stimulate immune system, antioxidants, antibacterial, anti-cancerous, anti-fungal, anti-infectious, antiviral, detoxify, can pass the blood-brain barrier (which the more I learn about this in particular is a big deal)....the list goes on and on. I guess without quoting the entire book or research I've done, they are powerful healing agents. They are natural and so lack the side effects of man made drugs. Imagine something that you can't overdose on, has no side effects, and could treat multiple illnesses with the same product. As a mother, something that is safe for all ages and can be used until symptoms end, instead of just one dose ever six hours whether or not the symptoms cease, is wonderful. I finally have something to give my two year old when she is coughing so much she can't sleep, since regular cough medicine isn't allowed for children under 4. I thought that sounded pretty good a few months ago when I was told all of this, and I decided to give it a try. We have used it for colds, coughs, fevers, stomach bugs, insect bites, headaches, ear infections, burns, and more. So far we have been able to pretty much stay to just using the oils and haven't needed to reach for that medicine cabinet. Whats more they have worked so well I haven't really even been wanting to use medication. After using these oils with my family and hearing personal testimonies of my close friends I am a believer and starting to tell everyone I meet.
So why doesn't everyone know about these? Why are there such varying opinions? If they work so well why doesn't my doctor tell me about them? Well, I've been wondering the same things. I've spoken with my doctor and talked to friends who I know are interested in more natural options and have been left with the question, why do I feel like I am revealing a secret they didn't know about? Well, there are a few reasons that I've found why essential oils are not as common place as maybe they could be.
First of all not all oils are equal. So someone trying to use lavender oil off the store shelf will have different results than myself using a Young Living essential oil.( Young Living is the company we have chosen to buy our essential oils from) I am speaking of essential oils that are pure, therapeutic-grade oils. Essential oils are not regulated by the FDA meaning that companies do not have to put all the ingredients on their labels. For instance the word Fragrance could mean up to 600 different chemicals. They also don't have to list all the ingredients they use to extract the oils. So, unless you are dealing with a company that produces its oils for medicinal use and has a good reputation, you may just be trying to help a headache with a bottle of perfume and therefore right it off as something that just doesn't work or even might have made things worse.
Secondly, unlike man made medicine that is crafted for a specific reason and so fulfills its specific function, essential oils being a natural remedy effect every body chemistry differently. So although Advil is taken as a pain reliever and so marketed as one, each oil has multiple properties and will effect each unique person according to their body chemistry. So one person may need to use lavender when another person needs lemon for the same effect. Now there are specific groups of oils recommended for certain aliments, but most of the time 5-6 are recommended to try not just one. They also are not a one stop or one gulp wonder. You need to use the oils consistently until the symptoms are relieved. This may sound tedious, but I would much rather apply an oil to my neck every ten minutes and relieve a migraine completely and naturally than take the drugs that can be so damaging to my system. Because they are not fully understood or the methods of using them are not fully understood I think they are often written off as not effective.
Finally, although research is being done and has been done essential oils tend to have challenges that go along with researching them. For instance aromatic substances have a hard time using placebo groups for research, and since each oil has numerous constituents( for example, lavender has over 300) it can be hard to nail down which one or balance of ones had the healing effect for a specific aliment. This just helps prevent them from taking more of a center stage in the medical world.
The more I hear about essential oils, the more I use them, and the more I see them work, the more excited I am to share them. My two older girls play pirate all the time and love the idea of finding a treasure or uncovering a surprise. Maybe its a silly analogy, but I feel like this has been my own little treasure hunt with my own little prize! Hopefully, this has answered a bit more clearly just what essential oils are and why my family and I are so excited to use them. We have chosen to buy our oils from a company called Young Living. If you would like to hear more about why we have chosen that company or have any more questions about the oils please comment or message me. I am always excited to talk about them!
Of course I'm not a doctor, or an oil expert, just an informed mom that loves my oils and loves sharing about them. Please understand that my sharing is not meant to diagnose, treat or cure. I'm just simple sharing what has worked for my family and what I am excited about!The Prescott'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447545546975344282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6310965622376464700.post-8175068097006229072012-04-15T14:00:00.008-07:002012-04-15T15:26:10.963-07:00Pre-schoolPre-school? Really? You might be thinking I am going crazy. I mean Angela isn't 2 1/2 yet. Well, since we've moved to Texas I've been hearing more and more about the schooling here. So here are a few of the things I've found out.<br />1) Kindergarten is all day everyday. Ok, so I guess this has been happening for a while, but WHAT? I'm not thrilled about this.<br />2) The school district I am in is very very good, but lots is required the first year. I guess preschool is now like kindergarten and kindergarten requirements are now closer to 1st grade standards. So instead of preschool being an option it is more like a requirement. <br />3) The private schools (that I was so excited to look into) are outrageous in price. Having gone to a private Christian school myself for elementary school, I was hoping to have that option for our girls. However, with the prices I have been seeing, even if we decided to make it work financially I feel like we should be saving that money for college. If we decide to send a child to Christian school pre-k to 12 we will have spent over 175,000 per kid before college. Does that sound crazy to anyone else? It kind of does to me. <br />4) I have met more home schoolers in this area than I have ever met before. Homeschooling is so big that at least half of the friends I have made so far home school their children.<br /><br />SOOOOOOOO<br /><br />We really haven't made many decisions yet. We still have lots of time, but I do know this. <br />1) I miss teaching.<br />2) I want to spend as much time as I can with my girls before a stranger has more time with them in a day than I do.<br />3) I want to have a big part in teaching my girls so that when we come to high school they can still see me as a partner in learning with them.<br />4) Learning and growing consist of more than just reading and writting. I want spiritual growth and God centered lessons to be a big part of thier learning.<br /><br /><br />SSSOOOOOOO<br /><br />As I said we haven't made any real decisions yet, but we have made one. I will homeschool pre-school. Many of the mothers I know who do have kiddos in school started when they were little. The schools here or day cares start early lessons around 2 or 3 years of age. With so many of my new friends as home schoolers I have heard of lots of resources for lessons and have started to think back to my experience teaching in a kindergarten classroom as well. So all of this thinking paired with my excitement to get back into doing something other than moving or cleaning has equalled a week of getting lots done.<br /><br />So first of all. to all of you who are still saying preschool already??? I agree it is too early. So I am not pushing anything. ( As a teacher I don't think that pushing a child to learn works...but we can discuss my theories about educational strategies someother time) So far I have created a few 'games' that she is welcomed to play with or not. I am just trying to provide educational experiences during play a bit more intensionally than before. So far we have done movement classes (which really has been something I've done with 2-3 year olds for a long time and have been doing with Angela for a while.), colors, numbers, and starting shapes. There is a website I've found (http://www.1plus1plus1equals1.com/) that has a link for what she calls Tot School. It is all about giving opportunities for your toddler to learn, develop motor skills, and be creative. I guess the key is to let it be child led learning and more about experiencing learning than being drilled about skills. These are learning stragies I've always been excited about. It is fun to actually have a chance to do them with my little girl. <br /><br />So here are some of the little projects I've done this week. The first ones are what I call folder games. I came up with these based on some of the activites I would do with my kindergardners. The last two are par at of a tot pack that I downloaded from the sight http://www.1plus1plus1equals1.com/ <br /> ( The last picture is just me being a proud mommy and bragging. I showed her how to trace the lines, but didn't think she really would. I just thought she'd color...go Angela!)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNkhZBFzTTaNbl7IunvYmvqIxMQYt13TWXnP3gyJVx3fYnxmotRrYAeTFGByu-flerauldG034zc_dFGqySV1QFhrXE0XSs1TrZcQfOhDoJSJ3CcQ0vyvi8xlXR4ROl6iwjT8_KaoRj211/s1600/IMG_1775.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNkhZBFzTTaNbl7IunvYmvqIxMQYt13TWXnP3gyJVx3fYnxmotRrYAeTFGByu-flerauldG034zc_dFGqySV1QFhrXE0XSs1TrZcQfOhDoJSJ3CcQ0vyvi8xlXR4ROl6iwjT8_KaoRj211/s320/IMG_1775.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731754794235925090" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYGJkUpmXic4RTkcNvqXLUL3cb7sLwSk8nXwJo5oOs5yQBlb1H2XaucecmLyQDsqLvr7xuJOssuIXy4Ni62jJYErKpQ1TKsmUHW7yS6dXh5OnDrCt-axa-d6RYxsB-U0pAG2nSQokwjzyn/s1600/IMG_1771.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYGJkUpmXic4RTkcNvqXLUL3cb7sLwSk8nXwJo5oOs5yQBlb1H2XaucecmLyQDsqLvr7xuJOssuIXy4Ni62jJYErKpQ1TKsmUHW7yS6dXh5OnDrCt-axa-d6RYxsB-U0pAG2nSQokwjzyn/s320/IMG_1771.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731754794035040018" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7bQ9chsxuG8cONehtiVtBw7GVWbi74FwzqxYslZjOMpsdI-_f40HjCpgtqAhmpw2dz7ePl1rUnC26aMWumvKUCwbFA8kEm-oF4yQSWeiKsFcTbDVImDfsaBpQ4axuxCWXWQhpY2Db_pIv/s1600/IMG_1766.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7bQ9chsxuG8cONehtiVtBw7GVWbi74FwzqxYslZjOMpsdI-_f40HjCpgtqAhmpw2dz7ePl1rUnC26aMWumvKUCwbFA8kEm-oF4yQSWeiKsFcTbDVImDfsaBpQ4axuxCWXWQhpY2Db_pIv/s320/IMG_1766.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731754766177932834" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJfG4LjKJbX6LZitaDn4BXE290W_g665kEIBwPcxxWTHpzjcyr0o4qCyqzUbZNHY6Ew92Byq0wsVs2sNwkVolL3JeXwHfBdk6HvQnxeWabuIw9WD739CP84h2H6OQWOmmuOB-6K1i7XsyU/s1600/IMG_1776.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJfG4LjKJbX6LZitaDn4BXE290W_g665kEIBwPcxxWTHpzjcyr0o4qCyqzUbZNHY6Ew92Byq0wsVs2sNwkVolL3JeXwHfBdk6HvQnxeWabuIw9WD739CP84h2H6OQWOmmuOB-6K1i7XsyU/s320/IMG_1776.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731754803907781714" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4PGJ1NsIqt_rq3ggJkwEsXwKWxTVwup6ooWDbnWmlcetJ4rcJyHG076nfhk0Pj3I2zK8BWZHIy6KFr-ZFupRy1SMbAjAwqlfOmF8iHlPTiq0GoqwwOC6Ni50QFv8uc2nGATmXLmA_z_0G/s1600/IMG_1767.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4PGJ1NsIqt_rq3ggJkwEsXwKWxTVwup6ooWDbnWmlcetJ4rcJyHG076nfhk0Pj3I2zK8BWZHIy6KFr-ZFupRy1SMbAjAwqlfOmF8iHlPTiq0GoqwwOC6Ni50QFv8uc2nGATmXLmA_z_0G/s320/IMG_1767.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5731754784193297026" /></a>The Prescott'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447545546975344282noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6310965622376464700.post-79412274829183118012012-04-02T19:08:00.003-07:002012-04-02T19:48:21.730-07:00So lots has happened since I last posted. I guess lots usually happens in ten months, but I'd say these have been the craziest ten months I've ever had. So I'll just give a quick recap. <br />I think the last thing anyone really wants when they are seven months pregnant is for their husband to come home one day and say, " The company has decided to move us." WHAT? thats what was going on in my head at least. We had heard in April that we should expect 2-3 more years in Canada and just like that they changed their mind. Besides the fact that we were about to become a family of four, we had come to love our Calgary home. Moving wasn't going to be easy in any sense. <br />In the three years and three months that we lived in Calgary, Canada, we grew so much as a couple and quite literally as a family. It takes a lifetime for some to be given or to find what we had in three short years. The friendships that were built in that short time span will last a lifetime. For Andy and myself it was the first place that we called home as a married couple. For Angela and Charlotte it is a country they will always be able to claim citizenship to. The winters were freezing, but (and if you told me I would say this the first December I was there I wouldn't believe you) we were so looking forward to staying there as long as we possibly could. Ah I could go on and on about how we were blessed.<br />Well, July brought us our little Charlie Beth and we had a great rest of the summer celebrating her and hosting family who came to see her. Angela has loved her little sister since day one...and the big challenge has been to not let her hug or kiss her to death. We are so glad though that jealousy hasn't really been much of an issue. I know we are still in the middle of it, but at eight months Charlie can respond a bit and her and Angela are starting to play together. It is at moments like that that I am so glad we had them close together. The first few months were not easy ( not like its cake now...but we're better) but they have both been such a blessing.<br />So, with Charlotte being born it felt like the move just came quicker than expected and time hasn't slowed down since :) For some reason even though we knew we were moving the official paperwork didn't go through until October. This gave us a two day house hunting trip in mid October, move to USA date of November 1st, and a closing date on our house of November 29th. Yeah so Andy and I also turned 30 in the fall; we have yet to celebrate...but we will. <br />For the weeks before closing we were in a company apartment, which was beautiful, but for a 20 month old an 3 month old who suddenly didn't recognize anything or anybody it was hard. We did go back north to visit family for Thanksgiving and Christmas. Although that was hard to add travel to the mix it did allow our girls to see family and feel comfortable with familiar people. <br />We had some crazy night, some very stressful weeks, but through it all God was faithful. We feel so blessed with our new house and neighborhood. We have found a church here that we feel welcomed at and are excited to call home. Charlotte is sleeping through the night, Angela has made friends, and Andy and i are adjusting to calling 85 degrees winter weather...but we know we are where we are suppose to be and that feels good. <br />Well, that is the quick version. I hope to start posting more soon and give some updated pictures.The Prescott'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447545546975344282noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6310965622376464700.post-1558785331644525552011-06-30T12:47:00.001-07:002011-06-30T12:59:43.916-07:00Taking the timeSo it is already June 30th and I haven't posted in almost two months. Alas, I've had the best of intentions. Angela and I have been working hard at our goal to have a full summer before baby comes. We have been out almost everyday to a park, the zoo, in the sprinkler, or even a baseball game. I have lots of pictures and will try to post some soon. As for today, I babysat this morning for my neighbors two lovely daughters whom Angela just loves to play with, gave Angela a bath, fed her breakfast and lunch, and will now attempt to get her ready for an afternoon at the zoo and me for my doctors appt. All this with being nine months pregnant. So, why is it that I still feel as if I have so much to do and nothing gets done? I don't know why house chores overwhelm me so much. Most would say that I am a bit of a clean freak and that my house isn't as bad as I make it out ( I know because they've told me so) but I just can't help it. I have been trying to nap while Angela naps and today it was almost impossible. The list of what needs to be done just keeps growing, espcecially with baby on the way. So I was just wondering am I alone in this ? Do other mothers deal with this struggle as well? I have intentionally put my daughter first this summer, and want to create memories with her. It just seems that these days my energy won't allow that along with getting my house in order. Why cant' I rest and let the dishes go? Or let the vaccuuming not overwhelm me? Why does a clean kitchen floor help calm my nerves so much? I mean it is just a floor. Anyway, I'm not really looking for answers just wishing my energy and time would allow everything to get done, and yet in the back of my mind I wonder if we have seasons like this to help us choose what we will prioritize. So even if my house is not spotless for the next few years, the time I will have with my girls will be cherished and thats all that matters. As I look at the pile of laundry, the messy bathroom, and the garden that needs to be weeded so badly, I will try to remember that I only have each day once and if things get done great, but if life is lived well even better!The Prescott'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447545546975344282noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6310965622376464700.post-88546404519340140492011-05-05T19:57:00.000-07:002011-05-05T20:10:30.628-07:00OuchSo the past few days we have been experiencing just what teething is really like. Angela had four teeth by her first birthday and besides a day of a little bit of crying she was just fine the rest of the time. So when this week started out with a fever, some very ugly diapers, fits of hysteria, lack of appetite, and trouble sleeping I wasn't sure what was wrong. We went to the doctor and kept an eye on each symptom trying to decipher its cause. Sadly, today at mom's group one of the other mothers described Angela's symptoms to a tee in talking about her daughters teething experience when her eye teeth came in. Sure enough Angela's little gums show a small little tooth peeking through. We have finished day three and with the help of some medicine we actually went to bed tonight on time and even had an OK afternoon. It is just so sad to see her go through something like this and feel helpless. We spent all day in front of the TV watching Mr Rogers just because she loves it, we ate two full Popsicles today just to numb her mouth, and I even tried to help Angela fall asleep by having her sleep in my bed. Of course each effort made me feel as if I was doing something and brought back memories of how loved I felt by my mother whenever I got sick. I guess that's just what you do. I'm game for any other suggestions, but hopefully this is done sometime soon.The Prescott'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447545546975344282noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6310965622376464700.post-48239949501077592412011-04-29T18:14:00.000-07:002011-04-29T18:24:19.371-07:00a day in the lifeEveryday I wake up to my little girl shouting: Mama, Mommy, Mom, Mama, Mommy, Mom, Maaaaaaaaaaaama. I use to be able to resist getting out of bed for just a few minutes. Try to let her know that it may take a minute for mom to get there. It is much harder to resist when she actually calls you by name in the cutest little voice. Today we had a play day something I've started to look forward to. We have a day or so a week when we have nothing planned but play time. We started the day with rice krispies and milk. Then we watched a bit of the real princess wedding which for a few minutes Angela was intrigued by. Then we played with our dolls, built towers with blocks, walked around the house just for fun, sat in our chair, skyped, looked out the window for daddy, touched everything in site, took tissues out of the tissue box, waved at our fish, ate lunch, napped...for a bit, read books, talked to ourself, talked to mom, talked on our phone, ate a snack, explored the living room just in case there was something there we've missed, spun in mom's chair, hugged piglet, made animal noised, was thrilled to see dad come home, ate dinner, wrestled with daddy, had a tickle fight, had a kissing fight, read books, drank milk, said goodnight to everything in our room...and went to bed. What a day! What a life! I'm excited that I get to share days like this with my little angel.The Prescott'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447545546975344282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6310965622376464700.post-40890872524355019512011-04-12T21:46:00.000-07:002011-04-12T22:00:37.245-07:00Proud Mom MomentsSo I know every mom must think their child is the cutest and smartest... but mine really is :) She is 15 months tomorrow and here are some of her accomplishments so far!<br /><br />Words:<br />Mom/ Mama/ Mommy<br />Dad/ Daddy/ Dadda<br />Nana<br />Baby<br />Gigi<br />(aunt rachel we're working on it)<br />she use to say hi all the time but we haven't heard that one in a while<br />bababa...sometimes we think she is singing Barbara Ann and at other times she is referring to Uncle Zoomie<br />llll...she tries to say Laurie and the L part is down<br /><br />Animal sounds:<br />lion<br />bee<br />cow<br />can call her horse<br />dog (very cute)<br />snake<br />can make a fish face <br /><br /><br />Body Parts:<br />Can point to her - ears, nose, head, belly button, eyes, knees, toes<br /><br /><br />Gestures/ Actions:<br />waves her hands to say "Go Phillies" when the game comes on<br />waves goodbye<br />blows kisses<br />gives kisses<br />dabs her nose (instead of blowing it)<br />talks with the phone up to her ear<br />tilts her head to be silly<br />shakes her head if she thinks you are silly<br />shakes her finger to say no no no <br />does the song gestures to "The Wise Man Built His House Upon the Rock"<br />turns on and off light switches<br />beeps the car beeper and opens the garage door with the button<br />knows her pet fish clifford and will point him out if asked<br />dances<br />giggles<br />throws her hands up to her head if you say "oh brother"<br />signs: more/ all done/ and please<br />gets excited to skype and goes to the computer is I say lets talk to Nana or Gigi<br />gives hugs<br />tickles our backs<br />hugs and kisses her dolls<br />pushes her stroller<br />brushes her teeth and sometimes her hair<br />helps put her toys away<br />ohhh I could go on and on....I just love her<br /><br /><br />Isn't she brilliant! I can't believe she is 15 months...wowThe Prescott'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447545546975344282noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6310965622376464700.post-34140271103944856062011-04-09T14:21:00.000-07:002011-04-09T14:29:39.282-07:00funny things at our houseLately Angela picks up the phone (real ones or one of her many play ones) pretends to dial, puts it up to her ear and says "Dada!" She loves talking on the phone and even if we lock our phones she somehow manages to find a way to unlock them and find things on them we didn't even know we had. She also loves to text...oops<br /><br />Angela absolutely loves her new found ability to walk. She squeals so much as she takes three or four steps that she actually falls over from pure excitement!<br /><br />Every time the Phillies game comes on Angela waves her hands till we do the same and say "Go Phillies!"<br /><br />Angela just loves spitting (sorry Aunt Rachel) she thinks it is the funniest thing. She just spits and laughs spits and laughs....oh the simple joys in life.<br /><br />One of my most common phrases happens to be "Oh brother" Angela now puts her hands on her head every time I say it or she will put her hands on her head asking me to say it.<br /><br />At almost precisely 4:30 everyday Angela goes to the window knocks on it and calls for her Dad :)<br /><br />Angela is now comprehending so much I can't believe it. I ask her to get me a tissue or show me piglet (her favorite stuffy) and she does it. Lately she has been feeding, hugging, kissing, or blowing the noses of all her stuffed animals.<br /><br />I will try to post pictures of some of these moments soon!The Prescott'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447545546975344282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6310965622376464700.post-14948739583046924232011-03-17T13:28:00.000-07:002011-03-17T13:34:56.098-07:00ahhhh nap timeI feel like as soon as I get Angela's sleep schedule down it changes. I've been told I'm not alone in this. So about a month ago we started revolting against the morning nap. I tried to keep it up, but alas it was a battle not to be won. In reality it was obvious that her daily energy wasn't running out by 10 am anymore. She was up and energetic until at least noon. I would put her down at 10 and say I know you're not tired but lets try...well we tried. Now we are working on scheduling in one nap a day. I've heard that this transition brings many good things with it. We will have an easier time scheduling things. I will be able to be more strict about nap time since it is only one. Finally she should be sleeping 2-3 hours at a time. Well, I'm still waiting for this. I'm not sure how long the transition time should be, but we are on week 3 and I'm still not sure what she is up to. Do we nap at 11:30 or 1???? How do I keep her asleep. She naps for an hour and a half...like she use to and then is up. Well, by 5:30 she is cranky cranky cranky and I can tell she needed that extra half hour to hour. Today was one of those days I really needed a nap too and hardly got one due to the fact that she woke up. So now I'm not sure do I get her up at 2 and try to put her down again later??? Do i let her stay in her crib until we hit the two hour mark just to get her use to it? Any suggestions???The Prescott'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447545546975344282noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6310965622376464700.post-87150428383836670832011-03-13T18:47:00.000-07:002011-03-13T18:54:26.154-07:00Just having a fun night<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-sfRbddYj06ol0TVftRuaxtm0VIWaOBV8dlB3qx52Ee4wLrOTwP_nnsBdWAYWGR2SzKsr-TSfAODhChWROIv2Q0K1ToYQCheTn9bhq2InaqAWwZvlqpS7d3Cakikmy-e35gQOhJoeqjhu/s1600/IMG_3239.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-sfRbddYj06ol0TVftRuaxtm0VIWaOBV8dlB3qx52Ee4wLrOTwP_nnsBdWAYWGR2SzKsr-TSfAODhChWROIv2Q0K1ToYQCheTn9bhq2InaqAWwZvlqpS7d3Cakikmy-e35gQOhJoeqjhu/s320/IMG_3239.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583747648868767826" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDrxAivPjxdQ12AI-q4UQvX7vAff9YhotP5lY86Evl9QFdVbEtoPWm19Y1y4T0kYMbolOaIr9Y8b5gd7nrr0rqqUXXTJ-5_7C88z7cyCD6LasbCnBYnl3mkkZHoyW5vVnFCYWnolzmC3pw/s1600/IMG_3237.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDrxAivPjxdQ12AI-q4UQvX7vAff9YhotP5lY86Evl9QFdVbEtoPWm19Y1y4T0kYMbolOaIr9Y8b5gd7nrr0rqqUXXTJ-5_7C88z7cyCD6LasbCnBYnl3mkkZHoyW5vVnFCYWnolzmC3pw/s320/IMG_3237.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583747648471617074" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgExlyiL7ggNhAYyM6Q6IFovb4H1r2zfmG9m5Xzer_g74EKEuf7VmAEenXbSZ7QEYMMHUO7njOfwrtADJ3wkGlCZp35U7tbh7fo5-JU25ByHn1sysC3fZoAl-mdAn4W70KxVujw8Klj8hUt/s1600/IMG_3233.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgExlyiL7ggNhAYyM6Q6IFovb4H1r2zfmG9m5Xzer_g74EKEuf7VmAEenXbSZ7QEYMMHUO7njOfwrtADJ3wkGlCZp35U7tbh7fo5-JU25ByHn1sysC3fZoAl-mdAn4W70KxVujw8Klj8hUt/s320/IMG_3233.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583747642530114066" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRHndARs8QS1QuobJGCdNnWMHlj1Ctjk_saJACheS9FYvGyJlqkFQZCnOgAXN5xjHT_rohyphenhyphenj42_tjp-fFgF9RTrVwTCAtscKeULs2M89_f4nCGB2p3oQM9sIJZNd2RmrvHVhlVcOEQyjXB/s1600/IMG_3230.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRHndARs8QS1QuobJGCdNnWMHlj1Ctjk_saJACheS9FYvGyJlqkFQZCnOgAXN5xjHT_rohyphenhyphenj42_tjp-fFgF9RTrVwTCAtscKeULs2M89_f4nCGB2p3oQM9sIJZNd2RmrvHVhlVcOEQyjXB/s320/IMG_3230.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583747637490262994" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4rfnzqOskqlxhmtBB5Ll5hn91iTZFEg3VoKk_BC-9lxto2512UKQmyczVbM8urH41qmrs91vhwLAxQWbDrT5A9PHOYUuOpHTKMWnnHNwUAuKlOW9hoPmsPM-2_1rCA40TluWYnuLuq92v/s1600/IMG_3228.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4rfnzqOskqlxhmtBB5Ll5hn91iTZFEg3VoKk_BC-9lxto2512UKQmyczVbM8urH41qmrs91vhwLAxQWbDrT5A9PHOYUuOpHTKMWnnHNwUAuKlOW9hoPmsPM-2_1rCA40TluWYnuLuq92v/s320/IMG_3228.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583747627552385170" /></a>The Prescott'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447545546975344282noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6310965622376464700.post-25474002555197609582011-03-10T19:58:00.000-08:002011-03-10T20:11:34.692-08:00DinnerToday we had another no nap day...ahh two in a row. Tomorrow is going to have to be different. The amazing thing is just how much energy Angela still has at the end of the day. Today we tried to have a healthy snack around 4... yogurt and berried...yumm right? aparently not Angela wanted none of it. Then for dinner I made twice baked mashed potatoes ( cheese, potatoes, corn, sour cream, milk, carrots all pureed together) Andy and I thought it was great...Angela wasn't impressed. I also broiled fish....Angela however screamed until I gave her broccoli and carrots. Really veges?? I mean I guess I should be proud....just wondering if her stomach will be ok tonight and did that fill her up enough to sleep through the night...oh Angela. <br />On a different note Angela has started to throw food off her plate. Now I don't know how every other child is about food on their plate, but Angela doesn't like things on her plate that she is done with. If she is through with it it has to go. She can't push it aside, she can't pick around it...it has to be thrown off her plate. Do we think some of her Daddy's very particular quirks are rubbing off??????The Prescott'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447545546975344282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6310965622376464700.post-6856503476158199412011-02-26T15:31:00.000-08:002011-02-26T15:55:34.997-08:00Our WeekSo this week we were excited to have Nana and Nano come to visit us. Even though we tried to have a vacation while they were here, there was just too much to do to sit still. We spent our days showing them around our city, and Angela showed them just how hard playing all day can be :) It was so sad to send them off today, but we had a great week. Here are some pictures from our adventures.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHmbC2tc1uPxiNZFCcQ1wemwRK5uyLgEgfpIYYvgPd5cMeVQWPWKJwBhEkH8gkxsFz4fWaUNk7j_6CUC3h6QT_0THY-1-fCv5rLyumQ0EB0XM1hbYf4RieFGEDNkKnXEi8sV5eRrqgPn_n/s1600/IMG_3155.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHmbC2tc1uPxiNZFCcQ1wemwRK5uyLgEgfpIYYvgPd5cMeVQWPWKJwBhEkH8gkxsFz4fWaUNk7j_6CUC3h6QT_0THY-1-fCv5rLyumQ0EB0XM1hbYf4RieFGEDNkKnXEi8sV5eRrqgPn_n/s320/IMG_3155.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578150811579573874" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKFKIgNv-wu_1Gxv7zzbfyG8iIG81VhD9JUEIhIiLtx3NXE1GhbrK6Rkt5op2PSzJNLRKQhU2HuWrEY1jQ1MVgvdAdesdxZPOx10SZg1EfpZPspT4RXjB2KrGYxsd16QT-dE9O9luuK2VD/s1600/IMG_3157.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKFKIgNv-wu_1Gxv7zzbfyG8iIG81VhD9JUEIhIiLtx3NXE1GhbrK6Rkt5op2PSzJNLRKQhU2HuWrEY1jQ1MVgvdAdesdxZPOx10SZg1EfpZPspT4RXjB2KrGYxsd16QT-dE9O9luuK2VD/s320/IMG_3157.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578150801857753762" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAp86CV00LS1DX63BGEBPWct0T5QR-kgc3XmWClPORRKWZpc1y1ne_uWq9ZQ1hyphenhyphen_UFq9p8oNZanPLMMrxxjkBf6z782l1EfwOnLeC3g2xLDlCXgJJf8Ijxw2x6gHtG_-RpHT2QNpahlG4a/s1600/IMG_3098.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAp86CV00LS1DX63BGEBPWct0T5QR-kgc3XmWClPORRKWZpc1y1ne_uWq9ZQ1hyphenhyphen_UFq9p8oNZanPLMMrxxjkBf6z782l1EfwOnLeC3g2xLDlCXgJJf8Ijxw2x6gHtG_-RpHT2QNpahlG4a/s320/IMG_3098.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578150791963984930" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkbRW0aIqpPbWDTYy99I42mknB57FyUVH7S-5wWZLzdcgH2r1wRa5FKfsHAxyWEOl0897Is628aVpoIZcP1YkGdKuJFGlA2el3-2fj-PvNRJKjJwybip6qdF6wbrr6MPwOGmLhOcyDncC8/s1600/IMG_3130.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkbRW0aIqpPbWDTYy99I42mknB57FyUVH7S-5wWZLzdcgH2r1wRa5FKfsHAxyWEOl0897Is628aVpoIZcP1YkGdKuJFGlA2el3-2fj-PvNRJKjJwybip6qdF6wbrr6MPwOGmLhOcyDncC8/s320/IMG_3130.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578150789962941938" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbcxfnGFOp1jBV349aj17CF1LeyojwlqUmIeu0i32tMJ1j5k7uFCQ5ZoL0BEbddJBQMVlB32KSL2nEYogHsbh5QFsznp3YoDSmmZnw82wzLjyRG72PwuEDiuP2MOb31H9E238ljLUWsBy3/s1600/IMG_3121.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbcxfnGFOp1jBV349aj17CF1LeyojwlqUmIeu0i32tMJ1j5k7uFCQ5ZoL0BEbddJBQMVlB32KSL2nEYogHsbh5QFsznp3YoDSmmZnw82wzLjyRG72PwuEDiuP2MOb31H9E238ljLUWsBy3/s320/IMG_3121.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578150785709130050" /></a>The Prescott'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447545546975344282noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6310965622376464700.post-59281095774857087562011-02-11T17:31:00.001-08:002011-02-11T17:34:44.973-08:00Too Funny not to shareSo maybe its just because she is mine, but I am laughing so hard I am crying. I just had to share.<iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dx0TAaM7gxp0tKrIvP3nWzSJvdRJqFNL1TLd_tqxDYGD4ZJcIPBfJrfGQYLJdNlSHLc2XKXkK1X741VkycOkw' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe>The Prescott'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447545546975344282noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6310965622376464700.post-68847022789728736242011-02-10T21:42:00.000-08:002011-02-10T22:05:53.894-08:00PepinoSo I am embarrassed to say that in early October the Prescott family had a very unexpected house guest. Early one Sunday morning we had a small little mouse run across our kitchen floor. Andy wasn't home at the time and even though Angela kept her cool the same cannot be said of myself. After slowly climbing off the counter and trying to stop screaming we got to church and there put Andy in charge of our little problem. For the next few weeks I spent my days tip toeing around the house, stomping loudly to scare any critters away, and jumping at every noise. We called him Pepino instead of 'the mouse' it sounded a bit better. The problem was solved relatively quickly. We went through the kitchen/ mud room/ and outside of the house stopping up any cracks with steel wool. We then set a few traps and caught our little house guest within 24 hours. I'd say it took a few weeks, but I basically got back to normal and stopped stomping around the house. Well, we still kept one mouse trap out near our dryer in the mud room. Two days ago when putting away some cleaning solution I happened to notice that behind the laundry bag right next to the dryer was the trap TIPPED UPSIDE DOWN. I proceeded to flip, out grab Angela, run out of the room, jump on the couch, and grab the phone. I then decided that even though it was the middle of the day and Andy was at work he needed to know about this ASAP. Angela just sat next to me looking up at me and then peeking over my lap to look at the mud room. Then she would sit back against the couch and contemplate. She would then start again looking at me and then the mud room....I told her Pepino was back. We needed to shut the door and not go in there anymore. I was a bit better this time I am proud to say there were no tears, not really any screaming, and I just avoided the room...no stomping. I guess it wouldn't have mattered anyway. Andy beat me home after I went out to run some errands. I came home to a mouse trap tripped in the middle of the floor with a white washcloth stuck in its grasp. Apparently I had thrown it over the laundry bag and set off the trap myself. Andy, didn't even know what to say....he just smiled and shook his head. Guess Pepino isn't back after all...thank goodness.The Prescott'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447545546975344282noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6310965622376464700.post-53135166964985822452011-02-08T11:29:00.000-08:002011-02-08T11:41:24.066-08:00First birthday partySo Angela turned one on January 13th. I still just can't believe she is already a year old. What a precious little girl that we are so blessed to have in our lives. I just love getting to see her smile everyday! Here are a few pictures from the big day!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZhotK0RvlAcX8PrTSXceNgoYXxO7W3mhrizsM2H4p9EYreF6J3AWRIVU0_X6h7z_T9AR1n6owNbpgv3u4NT93rSrt7eqJlykjJlNlP-2LmgBRK5d6RqXYfl3_tiw7zlA0hHCTQ2SpKlT2/s1600/IMG_3041.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZhotK0RvlAcX8PrTSXceNgoYXxO7W3mhrizsM2H4p9EYreF6J3AWRIVU0_X6h7z_T9AR1n6owNbpgv3u4NT93rSrt7eqJlykjJlNlP-2LmgBRK5d6RqXYfl3_tiw7zlA0hHCTQ2SpKlT2/s320/IMG_3041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571404528265504834" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwfEAMDSenG_SM0-xkNDromQMVz6zM2Vt7A4sqvOGwY1O1YpYZQ4xv8DDwcqkhC5jEM2XW6SQl_6Sh_to3UTEgOtMC8aDcJc2ilML-BKuUEbG58Vt5f7EOObUSxXWwz43M7UxByWovli-8/s1600/IMG_3024.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwfEAMDSenG_SM0-xkNDromQMVz6zM2Vt7A4sqvOGwY1O1YpYZQ4xv8DDwcqkhC5jEM2XW6SQl_6Sh_to3UTEgOtMC8aDcJc2ilML-BKuUEbG58Vt5f7EOObUSxXWwz43M7UxByWovli-8/s320/IMG_3024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571404522516363794" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaVOypGJnmCHX_R3dCjx_6UD_XKaBYMcsQGjFoHZZivqNbLLlc_vrk6B3z9J7gjPhZ20MQL7MRO8Qj9f-Jp3_Z0ZRpEfTQ4f0kBj1Efv9eurAkd5ZUpgi6qoaJT_rZN7CwIZ17lhh2miIF/s1600/IMG_3036.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhaVOypGJnmCHX_R3dCjx_6UD_XKaBYMcsQGjFoHZZivqNbLLlc_vrk6B3z9J7gjPhZ20MQL7MRO8Qj9f-Jp3_Z0ZRpEfTQ4f0kBj1Efv9eurAkd5ZUpgi6qoaJT_rZN7CwIZ17lhh2miIF/s320/IMG_3036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571404514462603762" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd4xPpVo_BoVmljihFoBgeV8Af7Ut64T3yp9B98bbvScnw-0EwDe2zDTosNiZ9-V87q_O0yhMkLTR_KMyt8U7ZyRZ8jCJMM2FIDN_HuHQr8Jjqooje4xSzHaKWIAZhjrMLC3VTscAE6RV1/s1600/IMG_3037.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd4xPpVo_BoVmljihFoBgeV8Af7Ut64T3yp9B98bbvScnw-0EwDe2zDTosNiZ9-V87q_O0yhMkLTR_KMyt8U7ZyRZ8jCJMM2FIDN_HuHQr8Jjqooje4xSzHaKWIAZhjrMLC3VTscAE6RV1/s320/IMG_3037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571404512916502674" /></a>The Prescott'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447545546975344282noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6310965622376464700.post-83093816815155308332011-02-05T21:13:00.000-08:002011-02-05T21:27:37.140-08:00A new year...a new goalSo its already February, but can I still make a resolution? There isn't a rule about making them in January right? Well, whatever I walk to the beat of my own drum I guess. So, here it is... I want to write/blog more this year and here are a few reasons why.<br /><br />1) Memories are important to keep and writing them down will help me remember them for years to come.<br />2) I love being able to keep in touch this way. I feel like I can keep everyone posted on what is going on in our daily lives even if we live far away.<br />3) I love to write. Lately, I've been dealing with what I will call the 'Mommy Blues'. I've been told that all moms understand this. You love being a mom, but suddenly you are nothing else. I feel guilty even admitting that I've come down with a case of them, but I guess it just comes with the whole mom thing. I feel as if being a mom is such a full time job that somewhere in the last few months I've lost track of who I am as me. Trying to just sit down a few times a week and do something I enjoy is important. So I'm going to try and blog more. <br /><br />So there you have it three very good reasons...lets see if I can stick to it. On another note, some of you may do this...some of you may be expecting me to do this...sorry...I'm not going to play 'catch up'. I will try to update you on some of the exciting things that have happened in the last few months (since I last wrote) and i might even post pictures...but I'm just going to start from today and write what is on my mind...so just know that October through January was great...I'm sure you'll hear some great news from it...but we are just going to try and start fresh with February.<br /><br />Not to contradict my whole last paragraph, but I guess I should update everyone on the latest news in the Prescott's house. Actually, I think it may have some if not lots to do with the reason I haven't blogged in so long. In November Andy and I found out that our family will once again be expanding!! I will be 16 weeks pregnant on Monday!! So far this pregnancy is much better than my first, but still quite a challenge. Nausea is starting to go away, but I am still waiting to get some energy back...hopefully soon! Other than that life has been pretty normal day to day. Angela is a joy to see grow...I will try to post pictures soon! In the meantime I'll end with a be back soon...or at least that is the hope!The Prescott'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447545546975344282noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6310965622376464700.post-67717779043768056572010-10-06T07:14:00.000-07:002010-10-06T07:25:35.598-07:00my newest discoverySo a few weeks ago I went to a Norwex party. I had heard bits and pieces about what this company was all about, but I had to go and hear the whole thing for myself. I was completely blown away. Here was an answer to my concerns about cleaning with chemicals. For those of you who aren't familiar Norwex is a company that has a line of cleaning products that are antibacterial, chemical free, and easy to use. Basically it is cleaning with microfiber clothes that have silver woven into them. So they trap 99% if all germs and as they dry they disinfect themselves. It sounded too good to be true for me as well, but after hearing all the explanations and asking all of my questions I was sold. I placed an order and a few days later my new cleaning materials were in. Something they didn't mention at the party was just how quick cleaning goes when you don't have to worry about getting more paper towel, changing cleaning solutions, and trying not to get chemicals all over you. It is quarter after eight and my bathrooms are already cleaned this morning. Granted I'm only up because I asked my husband to help drag me out of bed, but once I was up my task was much quicker than expected. I'm excited and just had to share.The Prescott'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447545546975344282noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6310965622376464700.post-59350081361247179092010-09-23T13:46:00.001-07:002010-09-23T13:57:57.748-07:00Day to DayI have signed on for two days now and log off because I just can't think of something to say. Since I go to bed tired every night, I must be doing something with my days. So here are just a few of the adventures of my everyday. <br /><br />First of all in May we moved into a house...in my opinion a big house. We needed the space and were just blessed with what we found. Considering we had to move quickly we could have been really stuck, and God just provided. So this may sound ridiculous to some, but I was nervous about cleaning it. I got stressed out with my condo and now I have a four bedroom house. So for the first time in my life I made a cleaning schedule and have actually FOLLOWED it ....thats the impressive part. So everyday I clean for about 30 minutes and by the end of the week its done. This may not be monumental to some, but for me...its huge. <br /><br />I finally finished decorating my bathroom. Trying to co-ordinate colors, spend as little as possible, by unique, and have style...not an easy task. After much window shopping I finally found matching pictures, towels, candels, vases, trash can, and soap dish.<br />ahhh done<br /><br />The man cave is officially done. Although, this is Andy's room and his to decorate I still felt pressure to get it done. I wanted it to be presentable for guests to come see. We could use a few more baseball pictures for the walls ( I know hard to imagine that we need more) and thats it. <br /><br />I've started taking dance classes two mornings a week. After much debate on how to get back into dance, where to go, when to find a class, who would babysit....blah blah blah I finally got my ducks in order and did it. I have to say I miss my little girl for those two hours, but I feel as if a part of me that fell asleep is awake again. It is so refreshing, exciting and inspiring!<br /><br />Although sleeping comes naturally to me, I find that Angela is learning to sleep. We have had a few weeks of touch and go when it comes to nap time and sleeping through the night. Although I've always loved that she isn't an early riser, I am finding that if she does wake up earlier she actually gets two naps in and is a happier girl altogether...now only if I could get up....we're still working on this<br /><br />So all in all, we are doing great...just taking one day at a time!The Prescott'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447545546975344282noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6310965622376464700.post-87432546823242451092010-09-16T15:54:00.000-07:002010-09-16T16:30:29.479-07:00ahhhSo I have ruined another one of my husband's shirts...well actually this one is a sweater (blue wool). I don't get it. I'm a smart girl, but laundry seems to be too much for me. It's that or my machines think they are funny. Poor Andy....I'm tryingThe Prescott'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447545546975344282noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6310965622376464700.post-89742996410000890052010-09-08T10:50:00.001-07:002010-09-08T11:09:13.133-07:00Music ClassSo yesterday Angela and I had our very first mommy and me music class! I really wasn't sure what to expect, but it was fantastic! The teacher was very animated and surprisingly kept all eight kids attention for about an hour. We sang lots of songs, listened to stories, did a little craft, played with bubbles, and met some little friends. The age range is six months to one year, so Angela is one of the younger ones there. We dressed up and went on our best behavior. Half way through the class Angela put away her shy act and started singing along. She also made a few friends. I've never seen her talk to another baby, but the two of them were definitely conversing. It was adorable. Here are some pictures from our first day.
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<br />The Prescott'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447545546975344282noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6310965622376464700.post-68908670975178575082010-09-01T17:15:00.000-07:002010-09-01T17:23:06.459-07:00Prescott family adds one more!So last Saturday night Angela and I went to the Pet store to buy a fish. Unfortunately this particular store had no fish for sale (I know I didn't know a pet store could opt to not do fish...anyway) So we were about to walk out when the store owner walked out of the back room. I did a double take and then smiled. It was my friend Ann Marie. I knew that her and her husband owned a store, but had no idea it was this particular one. So we started talking and I mentioned that we had wanted to buy a fish. Well, her face lit up and she said that one of her employees had just quit and decided to leave their fish at the store. He was becoming a store mascot...but one they were hoping to give away. He was a red Beta fish named Clifford ( it was meant to be :) So we agreed to bring him home with us. The blessing of it all was that not only did we get a fish, but the bowl, gravel, food, water treater, and fish vitamins...all for the very low price of free. Clifford has been with us almost a week, and I think he is enjoying his new home on the mantel. Angela loves having him here and so do we!!!The Prescott'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447545546975344282noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6310965622376464700.post-12745832448346077262010-08-28T10:24:00.000-07:002010-08-28T10:40:51.602-07:00what a day<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRraG4yoPq8F5XZ14l4fPTySX1phfQ0oJ2Nbsr7evW2vlft2siAlEwpftT6uOHCjTHnW9lyFmYL17C-1o43Cqm9V35qb9ERyRKOSZXyFVvhBQ_TSZ2Lc8gMqv2w5CBKJJvdFQLWhtElXFS/s1600/IMG_2548.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRraG4yoPq8F5XZ14l4fPTySX1phfQ0oJ2Nbsr7evW2vlft2siAlEwpftT6uOHCjTHnW9lyFmYL17C-1o43Cqm9V35qb9ERyRKOSZXyFVvhBQ_TSZ2Lc8gMqv2w5CBKJJvdFQLWhtElXFS/s320/IMG_2548.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510517052614353746" /></a><br />So today is my grandma's 90th birthday! I called home and everyone is out to lunch celebrating the matriarch of our family. The phone gets passed around the table and I hear bits and pieces of what everyone is thinking of today. The waitress comes and I hear my aunt's order as we discuss life. I talk to my mom about the big family event that took place last night and hear about the craziness of it all. You don't ever just have a big family you live a big family. There is always someone who has a plan and someone else who is clueless to any sort of plan. There are the hilarious stories, the drama filled monologues, and of course the updates on daily life...especially on what new recipes are being shared. We have the guests from out of town who are quickly whirled into a tornado of see this person and don't miss this site, oh and you're only here for a short time what can I make you to eat....:) I know that my family is big, loud, sometimes a bit disorganized, and full of drama, but those are just more reasons that I love them and wish I was celebrating with them all today. I have a quiet day planned with everything in order, but I wish I had a little craziness on the horizon. I'll just have to look into that.<br />Happy Birthday Grandma!!! I love you!The Prescott'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447545546975344282noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6310965622376464700.post-53673771082618428612010-08-27T15:19:00.000-07:002010-08-27T15:52:23.035-07:00VacationSo I wrote very briefly in the beginning of August just to share with everyone from the last six months. I do plan on doing a bit of catch up...and don't worry we have pictures of everything. Today however, I want to share about the last few weeks. Angela and I took off three weeks ago on a red eye flight to London, Ontario where we met up with my mom, Andrea, and our friend Christine. From there we drove to Holland, MI to start our week there. We had the privilege of seeing so many good friends and spending time together. Angela was able to take in the sights: Tunnel Park, Hope College campus (and bookstore), eight street, JP's and of course she also came to some of the dance camp. I was in Holland teaching for the week at Turning Pointe School of Dance's summer intensive. This meant that Angela had the unique opportunity to spend the week with Nana and Aunt Andrea. One particular highlight was when Nana brought Angela all dressed in a tutu and ballet shoes to the studio and had a little photo shoot. ( I don't have those yet, but will post them when I do) We had a great week and I was able to introduce Angela to some of my dearest friends. Like all good things this came to an end, but our vacation still had another adventure to go. Andy, had a business trip in Houston the following week, so Angela and I took the direct flight to Houston and reunited our little family. Needless to say Angela was thrilled to see her father after seven days away. Houston was a bit more restful for me considering that I didn't have to work this week. Once again Angela was able to meet some of our closest friends and saw the sights of Houston. One thing to highlight would be Angela's attachment to Heidi, Lauren and Ben's dog. Angela was just in awe of her and Heidi seemed to follow us all around the house. It was a beautiful friendship by the end of the week :) After being away it is always hard to transition back to normal life, but this week we have done it. Nap times are back on schedule :) It is always hard to say goodbye to people you love, but there is also a joy in coming home. Until next trip....Calgary its nice to see you again! 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Four days after I posted that blog I went into labor and Angela arrived. The past six months I have been learning to be a mom, and loving every moment of it. Andy and I just can't imagine that we ever had a life without her in it. There are so many exciting and cute moments each day that I am looking forward to sharing with you!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihKcJhoGb8CFlgoq0sbt84E9GUGdsbANakEyN5sR3Y91wG_8mrMi3A59j13ak8uhbqX-qEkUgrwVeWg9J5hHORI7cLz0_kh_HT5IOIu4d8-RbB8b_CpmYYOrrUG0DU05FrNDTOBWd4VvBm/s1600/aj3.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihKcJhoGb8CFlgoq0sbt84E9GUGdsbANakEyN5sR3Y91wG_8mrMi3A59j13ak8uhbqX-qEkUgrwVeWg9J5hHORI7cLz0_kh_HT5IOIu4d8-RbB8b_CpmYYOrrUG0DU05FrNDTOBWd4VvBm/s320/aj3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500677681994030722" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvbausIOYI_EZ3NkU1eMaKSXN-gTOnZkhLCT8fZitbUXHRD1agEZa3528Wuk6DTFWcOVDdfWWW2kONrmAKrsokJ5l2busIWgnDMhXq5qe695wTvosoLpv3tal0Rd02UtSh9iriafEs525h/s1600/aj4.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvbausIOYI_EZ3NkU1eMaKSXN-gTOnZkhLCT8fZitbUXHRD1agEZa3528Wuk6DTFWcOVDdfWWW2kONrmAKrsokJ5l2busIWgnDMhXq5qe695wTvosoLpv3tal0Rd02UtSh9iriafEs525h/s320/aj4.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500677686970887090" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTwC1lNYvIETocjqVlEgXVlo5QMKNmlLDxxKDiRiDx-vacb_qEcnDdWBza1s2_EC6Kz6IJa5v_QxG7rAVH_CNOhFgqJVcWSCRx9m8rLkwAB9-XPpVXt-cy0zwP2j8mOpPdJN4mn4V4fTKC/s1600/aj2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTwC1lNYvIETocjqVlEgXVlo5QMKNmlLDxxKDiRiDx-vacb_qEcnDdWBza1s2_EC6Kz6IJa5v_QxG7rAVH_CNOhFgqJVcWSCRx9m8rLkwAB9-XPpVXt-cy0zwP2j8mOpPdJN4mn4V4fTKC/s320/aj2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500677675786724658" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHLiHENfZqtBWjl9oJeYjcEKyv3lMW7YgozDSWwuikuVrKFhNTLm2C5rasakA2Zf59XKiyrLVqbP_wZgAzR2h6TsiS4w9S8CYpi4or8LvAIAsD9JUQdG5u8fGnu87LN2qMItQKw_9Y_WXO/s1600/aj.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHLiHENfZqtBWjl9oJeYjcEKyv3lMW7YgozDSWwuikuVrKFhNTLm2C5rasakA2Zf59XKiyrLVqbP_wZgAzR2h6TsiS4w9S8CYpi4or8LvAIAsD9JUQdG5u8fGnu87LN2qMItQKw_9Y_WXO/s320/aj.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500677668159657666" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI1ZVnoaWR11J0XUz5TpZBggw7HzeR7vVCd5Lg_SNkCkgEm5fkE1CNJHvyIgyo7VPPO91uY9R26_LxIjZf1FaDeoBlQ9BX-iOYWBJvOhlD3DFnHWi988jzNH5Skh-fKZvLJZM82Ok1mJ_-/s1600/aj5.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI1ZVnoaWR11J0XUz5TpZBggw7HzeR7vVCd5Lg_SNkCkgEm5fkE1CNJHvyIgyo7VPPO91uY9R26_LxIjZf1FaDeoBlQ9BX-iOYWBJvOhlD3DFnHWi988jzNH5Skh-fKZvLJZM82Ok1mJ_-/s320/aj5.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500677697892753282" /></a>The Prescott'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447545546975344282noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6310965622376464700.post-42841719581654642132010-01-08T10:49:00.001-08:002010-01-08T10:49:29.648-08:00today is...38 weeks!!!! 2 weeks and counting....!!!!!The Prescott'shttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06447545546975344282noreply@blogger.com3