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I blinked and October was over. As fast as it went so did all my goals on post's for the month. Shamefully, I admit I have not been the best at keeping up with this blog. I truly do love it and with time I will become more consistent. What I have been doing is focusing on myself and taking care of my health. I've lost 15 lbs. and recently tested within normal range for my A1C since I started my Diabetes diet two months ago. Not bad, right? Still though, maintaining and staying focused on my overall goal of losing 15 more and welcoming back more energy will be the key to my personal health success. </div>
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Above is my Grandparents and the kids Great-Grandparent's. One day I hope to give my kids an in depth picture of just how much these special people sacrificed and provided for me as a child and even now. Although we don't get to see each other as much as we'd like, my kids gravitated to their Great Grandparent's the entire visit. Never once leaving their lap or letting our beloved Grandparent's have any down time, keeping them full of stories and information which was confirmed to be fine by them. We are missing them terribly.</div>
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Another special person who came to visit was my Great Grandma Mary Lou. As a kid, I spent a lot of time with my Grandma Lou, playing her organ as she cooked me my favorite "fish patties". Then bird sighting out her living room window and trying to identify names in all her bird books. The memories of time spent with her and Grandpa Paul came pouring back into my mind as I watched her searching for new bird species wherever we went. Serving this woman in my home blessed my heart. After all the meals she prepared for me and quality time that was put into my up-brining nothing I could ever do now would be enough repayment for the love she has shown me.</div>
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And now as I sit and pour through all the pictures of their visit my heart is heavy. I love this paradise that we live in but having my loved ones around and influencing mine and my children's life is priceless. Thank goodness for Skype calls. And also the forgiveness they have for me when I am not the best granddaughter.</div>
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Mahalo for keeping up with me on my journey, I look forward to spending more time with you in the near future!</div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">If you want to know the truth, I've found a great support group through <i>my fitness pal app</i>. Not everyone log's their food or exercise -- and you don't have to. Being able to look at the food your buddies are eating helps me create a variety of snack's/meals to get through the day. I like variety. I love flavor. And I get bored easily with the same meals. For as long as I can remember, diet's have not been considered highly favorable within those categories in my social circle. So, I give myself a break every now and then. Allow a bite of a candy bar. The first! Because that's the best. Or splurge on pancakes for breakfast and hope I have energy to walk off the extra carbohydrates before bed. It's important to forgive myself for wanting to eat or drink bad things. We are human and we find comfort and love through doing both. Right?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">My plea... if you want to join me in my journey of self-help and love. Please, feel free to drop a comment on this blog. Or send me an email. Call/Text. Whatever you need, I am here for you and will accept any love and guidance you have for me. <a href="https://www.facebook.com/myfitnesspal">My fitness pal Facebook</a> page is here. Where I'm tracking food/water/exercise intake. <u><i>My username is: tasiamurrieta.</i></u> Clever, I know. Do you use another way to log food intake and exercise? Let me know and let's do this together! I need your inspiration and motivation to keep going. Diabetes sucks. Friends rule. </span><br />
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Week three on the diet and it is a B! The struggle over living and dying is so real. I wish I could lie and say that lifestyle changes are easy and that in the end it get's easier. I really can't though. And I still don't have any fancy recipes or tremendous positive sentiments to leave you with. This week I have to be better and not so hard on myself. Allowing at least one cheat meal a week.</div>
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I've yet to decide if I'm ready to part ways with your beautiful curls. Many encourage us to leave your hair alone, but, I cannot handle anyone mistaking you for a girl. You are ALL boy. I am so proud to call you my son. Those locks of yours love Hawaii's environment and so does your skin. We barely use lotion on your dry skin anymore. Now is the healthiest it has ever been. That makes me happy. We need to get you a dentist appointment soon for your pearly whites. You love your "shake-ups" (Pedia Sure) and although they are good for your tiny body, I fear they have taken a toll on your teeth. Just how in the world am I going to get you to cut back on these things? I have to add that the smile those drinks put on your face brings me the greatest joy. You'll lean in close to my face and say "peese shake up mama" and kiss me. So smart you are! One day I'll learn to stop giving into your charm... one day...</div>
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What I see when I look at you is everything I ever dreamed of in raising a boy. Your brown skin has turned two shades darker since we've been in Hawaii. You receive many compliments on it's coloration. And I am always flattered to admit you are part polynesian. I hope that one day you will understand (and not let it get to your head) just how gorgeous you are from the inside-out. I won't pretend for a minute that your not always my happy little soldier. And sometime's you throw the nastiest fits over tiny things like whether or not the lights in the house should be on or off. Sheesh - I thought I was picky. Having a firm sense of what you want is a great quality. Never let anyone tell you what you want is wrong. Maybe it isn't right at the time but you are always entitled to your opinion and I encourage you to speak up and let it out. </div>
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These past weeks I could tell you have been needing more interaction with other kids. Wanting so desperately to do be involved in whatever your sister is doing - I sent you to pre-school with her two weeks ago and you have done great! I am so proud of you! I'll admit I have been very worried you wouldn't be nice to other kids or cry wondering why I left you. Twice a week while you and sister are at school, I get a 2.5 hour allowance to which I have been focusing on exercise and tending to anything that needs my attention most in and outside of our home. This time has been very healthy for my psyche and stress level, allowing me to be a better mother which you 100% deserve. While I am away from you, I never stop worrying or wondering if you are safe. When you think back to why I sent you to school so soon, never think it was because I didn't want to spend time with you. I want for you to be strong, independent, and learn to build friendship's without me hovering over your shoulder. I promise you, my son, this break from each other has made us appreciate all the time we are blessed to spend together. </div>
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She's four years young and still loves to play dress-up. While Jeyes was napping this week, Teilani asked me to help her put on her princess dress. How could I say, no? It's ratted and her favorite. We've had it for more than two years. Lasting through many washes and tons of play-dates. Needless to say, this pink beauty is on it's way to donation. Or the trash. For all the memories created this has been $10 well spent on 2011's halloween costume if you ask me. </div>
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After I posted last week, I continue to be humbled by the amount of support shown by my friends and family. I know I have more than enough cheering me on, keeping me positive and full of ideas for exercise and meals. Thank you, from the bottom of my heart! I won't let you down and I WILL pay the love forward.</div>
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I vaguely remember how hard it was being pregnant with Teilani while I was on this diet in 2009 with gestational diabetes. What I remember most was always being hungry. Most of it was normal pregnancy cravings and the rest was my inner emotional eater freaking out because I was about to be a mother. Funny how emotions will make you turn to food for comfort. Besides missing Mcdonald's crap food and those yumm tortilla chips I mentioned, my meals are starting to make me feel <i>better.</i> If I am late for a snack my blood sugar crashes and I feel sick to my stomach, like I will faint if I don't inhale every carb in the house right at that moment. I chug a ton of water, have a seat, and eat a normal snack. After 10 minutes or so, all is well again. Keeping on time with snacks and meals has been most important.</div>
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Let's be friends through <a href="https://www.facebook.com/myfitnesspal">MyFitnessApp</a>! We can track our meals and exercises together. Write inspirational or funny tidbits on how we stay on our game plan. All of my information is public so feel free to take a peek anytime and give me tips (if your feeling super awesome) on how I'm doing. My username is: tasiamurrieta.</div>
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Have you ever looked at a picture of yourself and immediately wanted to delete it? If you're like me, you're probably guilty of this more than once in life. I barely recognize myself anymore. I look at pictures and say "this is NOT me". I've been feeling less than fabulous lately but chalking it up to the motherhood duties wearing me out. Too stubborn to go to the doctor, I bit the bullet a couple weeks ago for a routine physical in order to get clearance for an allergy appointment. I have Hypothyroidism and take a hormone ever day to keep my levels where they need to be. This should be checked every six months so I knew that test had to be done. And my levels were fine. What was NOT good was my Hemoglobin A1C & cholesterol. I tested at the bottom and within range for type II diabetes. This week I meet with a nutritionist to talk about a diet plan to control my sugar and cholesterol. While dieting has been swirling around in my mind the past months, I now have no choice. Well, I sort of do...I could settle for this disease and die a slow and painful death or I could suck it up and get this right because I owe it to myself and to my loved ones.<br />
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<br>Dear Jarrod:<div>Nearing a decade as your wife, these past years have flown by. Through all our highs and lows in our marriage, your tenacity always encourages my soul and lifts me high above the negativity where I so often get stuck. No one has ever loved me so fierce and tender as you do. The night I met you replays in my mind like a scene from my favorite movie. I bandaged your finger, trying not to shake so you wouldn't sense my nervousness. I remember your eyes, the way you looked at me, I felt respected. Your voice was deep, soft, like a relentless gentle wave that pounded at my heart telling me to never let you go. Nobody could tell me I was wrong for choosing you as my husband. You were and always will be the perfect match to my crazy. Thank you for my two beautiful babies and the strong leadership you continually provide for our family. </div><div>
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For now, I want to share intimate moments I was witness to while the bride was getting ready for her big day. The lighting in the room was perfect. I had my camera handy so I shot some pictures (with permission) of the talented Annika at <a href="https://www.facebook.com/OnceUponaPrimer">Once upon a primer</a> glamorizing Mrs. soon to be Sullivan. This amazing beauty professional is located in Las Vegas, Nevada. Along with the bride, I trusted her with my make-up on this same day. Her soft-spoken voice and gentle encouragement was exactly what I needed to rock some smokey eye and red lipstick. Big thanks to Annika for helping myself and most importantly my dear friend, the bride feel beautiful on her wedding day. </div>
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Now that we are back on O'ahu from our <a href="http://pineapplemommarazzi.blogspot.com/2013/08/arizona-summer-adventure.html">Arizona Summer Adventure</a> and Sullivan Wedding, real life feels like it is finally beginning for us on the island. Teilani started Hula last week and this coming week she starts pre-school. While I am excited to get into a normal routine, I will admit that I sort of like chaos and more than that LOVE to travel with my family by my side. If only those plane ticket's were more affordable... Oh, the places we would/will go! <div>
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A couple weeks ago, my family traveled to Arizona to visit my in-law's in Prescott Valley. If you have been following the news lately, you'll know that this is within an hour of Yarnell - where the Granite Mountain 19 Hot Shot Crew lost their lives in a wild land forest fire. At the time of the incident I was in Honolulu, no where near the fire. Though my heart felt like I was right in the middle as I flipped from one news channel to another watching the story develop. So, given the opportunity to visit the memorial in Prescott during our trip, my husband and I eagerly went to see the outpour of support his hometown town has offered. Let me tell you, it was unbelievable. What started as a plywood sign hung on the fence bordering the station in Prescott, quickly grew to a block full of letters, mementos, and tremendous love for the friends, families and Heroes 19 that were affected. As I stood in front of the memorial, I watched car by car drive by nearing to a stop in the middle of the intersection. Maybe they hadn't seen the sight before or perhaps this is exactly the power all this love has on anyone who stops by. I'm not sure how much longer they will keep the memorial up but if you are in the area or know someone that is, have a look for yourself and show these heroes some love. </div>
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This is a sign my Sister in Love left via <a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Prescott-Area-Tennis-Association-PATA/626308834052707?ref=br_tf">Prescott Area Tennis Association</a>. A group that has been raising money for the GM 19 since the incident. God Bless You All!<br />
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Taking full advantage of having family available to watch our little ones, Jarrod and I stopped by the Prescott Brewing Company later that day and bought their Heroes 19 beer. All proceeds go directly to the families. It was GOOD! There is also a link on-line where you can by a "virtual pint" if your feeling generous from home. <a href="https://www.prescottbrewingcompany.com/heroes-19?view=donation">Donate a virtual pint here</a>! </div>
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There is no place in the world like Arizona. Prescott Valley's sunset's are one of a kind and the community is close-knit and loving. I look forward to our next visit this winter where we will bundle up and hopefully get to see some snow. Some shots of the next leg of our adventure into Las Vegas, Nevada is coming up! </div>
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I have been craving mangoes like crazy since we moved into our new house. It's almost like the mango tree in our front yard is begging me to create dishes with this fruit. Then I stumbled on Foodland - Hawaii's <a href="https://www.facebook.com/FoodlandHawaii">Facebook</a> page and saw <a href="http://www.foodland.com/dragonfruit">this</a> recipe that includes dragon fruit and mango. YUM!! Since dragonfruit was on sale at<a href="http://www.foodland.com/"> Foodland</a> this week I scooped up the kids, jumped in my car and got their ASAP hoping they weren't sold out. Thankfully, they were not. Anyways. Along with picking up dragon fruit, I wanted to incorporate something else I love into this salad, so I chose strawberries. </div>
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I have far too many memories of picking strawberries off a raised garden in my Grandparents front yard. Nowadays I watch my children pick mangoes off the ground that have fallen from the tree and wonder if mangoes will remind them of home like strawberries do for me. </div>
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Back to the fruit salad... The process to making this is really easy. For directions on how to dissect a dragon fruit click <a href="http://www.foodland.com/dragonfruit">here </a></div>
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After the dragon fruit is diced, add it to a mixing bowl with one mango that has been muddled and 3-4 diced strawberries. Give it a quick mix and then place the mixture in the leftover skin of the dragon fruit (for an extra fun serving dish) and squirt half a wedge of lemon over the top. I didn't even use a fork after I took this picture. I inhaled both halves all to myself. Next time I promise to share.<br />
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Dragon fruit is loaded with Vitamin C, fiber, and natural antioxidants that prevent dangerous free radicals from attacking the body, causing sucky cancer and other undesired health problems like diabetes. Cancer + Diabetes = yuck. Dragon fruit = WIN. I hope you take my advice and try this fruit salad on a hot summer day when the mangoes are ripe and dragon fruit is on sale.<br />
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My first day shooting I was noticing a huge vegetable growing on a fence next door. I used it as my first photo lesson along with far too many of my kids, only snapping about 20 of the same photo. Then I wandered over to our other neighbor's house and noticed all sorts of beautiful flowers. And also, wait for it... an Avocado tree. WHAT THE?!.... Another dream come true. I LOVE AVOCADO'S. They clearly noticed my stalking of the tree and said I could pick as many as I like anytime I want. And the leaves too. Leaves? I ask... Yes, Leaves! They make a great tea that offer's an array of wonder's for the body including cleansing of the kidney, lowering blood pressure, and more. So that is what I did. I picked a bundle of leaves with my cute boy, and I made tea. Any time I eat the smallest amount of whole avocado my mouth swells and I break out in hives. Thankfully, this did not happen with the tea. Maybe I'll build a tolerance? Hives, swelling, coughing, all equals a pain well worth it (I'm crazy, I know) when prepared with benadryl. This weird allergy onset after my pregnancy with Jeyes. Who would've thought? Blah. Oh, pregnancy... </div>
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My house smelled earthy and clean while it was boiling. A great treat. After it is poured - add any sweetener, honey, flavoring you would like, whatever fancies your drink. I didn't add anything and still thought it tasted just right. </div>
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So there it is... my first photo's from the beloved Canon. And a little "who knew?" about Avocado tree leaves. Do you own a Canon? How was your first experience? My question's are only now beginning. Mahalo in advance for any love you could throw my way.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I worried when we flew back to extend our quick "see ya laters" to some California friends that letting go would be heart-wrenching. Not only on me but especially Teilani. Jeyes is still young and just goes with the flow, never questioning how long the good byes will last. Personally, I loathe these moments. My ways of dealing with separation can be odd. I'd rather pretend that it isn't happening and then continue to stay in touch via mobile/text/ and social media outlets as if I'm still next door. I promised myself I wouldn't cry in front of the kids as we pulled away. Yes, it can be healthy to do so but I didn't want them to remember leaving as a sad event.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Although it has only been a week, Teilani says she misses California and her friends. I shrug it off instantly and tell her we are very lucky to be in Hawaii and she will have new friends soon. Changing the topic before she can elaborate on her emotions. When? she asks. I know in my heart that it will take time to build new relationships and that for me, is the hardest part. With all the travel back and fourth to the mainland this summer she has been very eager to start school again. As of now, I have her on a waiting list. Fingers crossed she makes it in by September/October. Establishing this old-new routine will be the most help for me, allowing more one on one time with Jeyes while providing her opportunities to grow in a social setting. Gaining confidence and independence without me lurking in the shadows are what I want so badly for my babes. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">... We were at the beach when Teilani reached out to a kid-stranger and asked if they wanted to be her best friend. My heart swell with pride as I eavesdropped into their conversation. Low and behold that kid looked her dead in the eye and said, no. Like, really? Why wouldn't you want to be her friend? OK, I'm a tiny bias I know. Talk about deflating from the inside-out. I could see her heart break as she ran to me tears rolling down her cheeks asking why? I paused for a moment deflating my own anger and softly explaining that not everyone wants to make new friends. That sucked. I wasn't prepared for this. As most issues in parenthood I am left planning my next comeback. Has this ever happened to you as a parent? What did you tell your kid? I could have strangled that little brat for denying my sweet girl friendship. I ask you, dear reader... please share with me your plan of attack on how to keep cool and what you say to your heart broken child when they taste the harshness in this world. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Until next time... </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Our hotel came with a kitchenette and washer/dryer which were a huge blessing. Here are some things that helped our six week stay feel more like "home" and some I wish I would've known before we started this adventure. I hope you find them helpful!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">In California, we had a water machine that was one of the best investment's versus buying bottled water. It saved time (trips to the store) and was cheaper than buying by the case. Undoubtedly, upon moving into the hotel, we knew that another purchase like this had to be made in order to drink our tasty water we are snobbishly used to having. Space is limited in a hotel room. And a machine like the one we had in California takes up too much room. We thought about buying a filter to install over the faucet in the kitchen but even that took up too much bulk in a shallow sink. So we went with this...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I'm a Costco member who thoroughly enjoys the 1% kickback each year which usually equals the amount it cost's to pay for a membership. I found they had the best value for this particular pitcher. It came with two extra filter's (sweet!) and was $29.99. I love this thing.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">So glad we decided to buy this the first week! Rice is a staple in Hawai'i and a huge hit as a side dish in our family. I've also become a huge fan of crock pot meals but couldn't pack ours in a suitcase nor would I pay to have it shipped. So when I searched for a rice cooker, the Aroma rice/slow cooker made sense. It is small, and easily stored in a cabinet and out of the way. Though it doesn't usually make it there because we use it almost every day. You can use it to slow cook meats, then cook any rice while steaming vegetables. How handy is that?! I'd love to write a post about all the meals you can make with this and might some day. But, for now you could enjoy the handy recipe book included in the box for planning your first meals. There is a ton of easy recipes inside that are ingredient and utensil friendly enough for a limited kitchen supply. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I saw a Mom with this in the elevator and immediately wished I would've thought to buy this earlier in our stay. We might still for as much traveling we do.(Luggage cart's were our means of hauling) This wagon is totally convenient for hauling groceries, kids, misc. item's. Or a parent that never has enough arms to carry it all in one trip. The wagon folds easily into tight spaces (like a hotel closet, or under a bed) and when I saw there was "No assembly required" that equals a win in my book.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Our journey still continues as we move onto the next chapter of <i>living in Hawai'i</i>. Starting next week we move out of our beloved hotel room and into the new Casa de Murrieta. We have an air mattress, and the items we packed in our suitcases. This won't exactly be the most comfortable living but it won't be the worse either. Mid July we will fly back to California, pack up our house and ship it all back to Hawai'i. We will still have a few days of air mattress sleep and paper plates until our household item's make it to the island. Hallelujah, the home stretch is in sight and we are almost there! </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">#1 Waking up soaked in pee happens.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">#2 Your pillow is no longer <i>yours </i>and probably smells like pee, too.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">#3 You've slept on a towel covering the pee soaked sheet more than one night consecutively. (ok, maybe that one is just me)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">#4 You go to bed when the kid goes to bed. They NEED your body warmth and comfort.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">#5 Sneaking away after they fall asleep and feeling like you've won a gold metal. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">#7 S.E.X. you know, with your spouse or partner? Creativity is your friend ;) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">#9 Explaining to others why/how you co-sleep and in the end still not sure why.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">#10 Agreeing with one, or all of these has made you feel like your not alone.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Whether you co-sleep or not, we as parent's have one time or another allowed our kids an opportunity to hop in bed with us. Don't lie. Personally, I have a <i>love-hate</i> relationship with co-sleeping. When I was pregnant with my first born, I bought a bassinet and placed it right by my bed. I would look at it every night before she was born and could not wait to see her tiny body snuggled up inside. What I didn't anticipate was her need for closeness. That need, ultimately, driving a wedge between my husband and I (literally - in bed between us) and starting a controversy we deal with on a nightly basis. With much persuasion and failed attempts, my girl eventually graduated to her own bed once her little brother was born. Though she still seems to sneak her way in our very crowded slumber zone every now and then. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Co-sleeping came eerily natural for me. It felt right, so I went with it. There was never any other way I could Mother without sleeping next to my baby. Not to say anyone is wrong for going the other route. I tried. And I'm still trying...</span><span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">For the Co-sleeping parent: When did you stop Co-sleeping with your baby/toddler or KID? How did you do it? How do you rise above the challenges it creates with your partner? I HAVE to know. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">High-fives to anyone who pays puts effort into their child's sleeping arrangement. And their own for that matter. Without sleep, we are all a little less fabulous when the sun rises.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Since I was a kid, I have always LOVED pineapple's. The look, taste, appearance, way it relates to polynesian culture. All of it. Perhaps that is why I chose to pair Pineapple's with Motherhood and my extraordinary love for photography in this blog?! Anywho... Last week, while Daddy J was in Oklahoma City we had access to his work vehicle. The days can be long when you are trapped in a hotel room. And I am struggling to find healthy interactive tools to keep my kids tiny minds stimulated without overloading them with technology. They both LOVE trains. They both LOVE an exciting adventure. Mommy LOVE'S pineapple's. So I researched budget friendly activitia for families on Oahu and low and behold the Dole Plantation was one of the top Ten. First thing in the morning, we were Wahiawa, HI bound... </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">As soon as we arrived I was stunned at the landscaping presentation. Pineapple's everywhere! The Dole Plantation presents the warmest feeling pulling into the parking lot - I couldn't wait to get the kids out of the car and start exploring! We went straight to the ticket booth and bought a train & maze ticket. Jeyes was free so I only paid for myself and Teilani. Booyah! The garden was closed (boo!) Another reason to make a second trip!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Last week was a magical experience for me. We made it through a week without Daddy and some exciting adventure's around the island. I love to watch the thrill on your face's when we experience these first's. To top it off, when you remind me about the detail's of our adventure I get a bit teary. When you see a pineapple or a train - I hope it will forever remind you how much I love you. I'll never stop.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Now it seems more than ever I am losing my patience with you on a daily basis. I am plagued with guilt and hope you forget some of the awful faces I've made and harsh words I've said. Not cool. Not cool at all. Please forgive me? Maybe in the future you will have to deal with these same problems, if so, understand you are not alone. We are all up in each other's business all day, living our life in cramped quarters. I really wouldn't want it any other way. The time's Daddy relieves me of my mommy duties and I am sent away to regain more of myself, all I do is think about you and Jeyes. Wondering if you are ok and if you might need me. This morning I tried to curl up on the couch and close my eyes while you were playing with your dolls. I felt you pet my head and kiss my cheek, whispering "are you okay, momma?". I love how caring and warm your heart can be. And I love how much you love our Ohana. That is a gift from God and one I hope you never lose as you mature. Daddy and I have seen you throw some pretty wicked temper tantrums lately and I'll admit that you might have witnessed this same behavior from me when you and Jeyes aren't behaving to my liking. That totally sucks. I am not perfect. And I am sorry for being a poor role model. Everyday I wake up and think of how I can be better. One of the ways I dedicate myself to you is by writing you this letter in hopes that the future "you" will gain understanding of who I am - and that I am trying my very best to be better. Today, I am your Mother. Today, I love you. Tomorrow, I love you. Forever, I'll love you. You will always be my princess. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Last week I was a bundle of nerves. Work was busy for Daddy J and emotions were running high between the two of us. I never want to sugar coat our marriage and fool anyone into believing we are perfect. We have our arguements and are both very stubborn in our beliefs. The anticipation of his interview on Friday had my anxiety sky high. And his, too. Although I can never tell. He is THAT good at faking until we make it. There I was, Friday morning, flipping back and fourth from one social media site to another, playing dolls with Teilani and cars with Jeyes, all at the same time. Yes, I am a multi-tasker and very capable of doing all of these things. Then the call came in from Daddy J and I lost it. We are officially moving to Hawaii! I called my Mom right after to share the news and bawled my eyes out. She was very confused until I whimpered, "happy tears, I'm crazy and just so relieved". As soon as we got Daddy back to the hotel, I snapped this crappily pixilated photo to share with my beloved readers. Can you see the excitement on our faces? Hard-work, commitment, support and love has carried us to this next chapter in our life. I am so proud of my husband! We continue to celebrate the power of Family. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Perhaps the most challenge of all is harnessing the expectation of finding the perfect home. Harnessing my emotions of expecting the unexpected. While I was jumping back and fourth from Facebook and Pinterest, I found this quote and it hit "home" for me. That Shakespeare was quite the guy! I could learn a few things from his writing. I edited the quote over a pic I took from our house hunting break at the beach because it reminds me of the heartache that inevitably brought us to our destiny. And to keep the faith and focus on these two precious babies. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">So think of us while we are riding the waves of this transition from hotel to HOME during the next month. Our kitchen supplies are limited, space is tight, but the love is flourishing. If you have any tips & tricks to achieving the most comfortable stay in a hotel, I would kindly appreciate your love and support. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">I love you and appreciate you. Thank you for understanding me and loving me through my unfavorable behavior's. We are so blessed to have a man like you in our life. Keeping you in my prayer's this very busy work week. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Memorial Day weekend was spent with our family of four and some new friends in Hawaii. My heart was singing and dancing all over the place after we were invited to tour Kaneohe Bay on a boat with my babies and husband. My babes have never been on a boat before and I knew this was going to be a life experience we could not turn down. Teilani has no fear of the water and like I imagined, she jumped fearlessly straight into the ocean once we anchored off the bay, and didn't stop swimming until we made her get out and eat lunch. You may remember the rule: Eat first, then rest or else you'll get a cramp! Personally, I hated this rule. But that didn't stop me from making her abide by the wise old tale. Like myself as a child, my little mermaid was squirming to get back into the water and couldn't stand waiting. Five minutes after she finished her lunch (literally) she was snoring on the boat deck and inevitably missed the last of our boat experience. "We'll have another opportunity, be grateful for the time you had" is what I had to repeat to her a handful of times.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Jeyes has been more timid of open water. He clings to me and doesn't want to be let down unless I or Daddy is right by his side. We can't complain too much. After all the horrible stories I've heard pertaining to kid drownings, I'd rather be safe than sorry when it comes to my brave boy's safety near water. My plan is to enroll both kids in swimming lesson's ASAP if not before/after we settle permanently into a home in Hawaii. Both my sister and I took lesson's when we were younger and I really believe it help build our confidence and everlasting life skills we still use to this day. We never experienced waves like the one's I saw today. Which makes my decision to introduce them to water-skills training even more important than ever. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Watching your feet hit the ocean floor, smelling the salt water, absorbing the sun's warmth, fills my soul with immense love. There is still so much for us to learn on this island. I hope after today you remember this exposure and it last's forever in your heart. We are learning and growing as if I were the same age as you. Which is totally awesome! I see things and it's like I can feel the way you see it through your eyes. What a cool thing! I believe we were brought here together as part of God's plan in our families legacy. As always, I pray everyday and night that he guide's us to our destiny and provides me with the strength and wisdom I need to develop you into strong and independent adults. Thank you for loving me so completely. I can't wait to have more fun with you. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">The past few weeks have been ca-ra-zy! Not like a bad crazy, but, as in I have three ways of handling stress -- 1. freak out 2. do nothing 3. cry ... All of those options suck and don't motivate or help my family in any way. I'd like to say most times I can find a balance and pull it together but that would be a lie. Daddy keeps me focused and driven during times of stress. I NEED him. Which is why flying from Hawaii to the mainland two weeks ago with my babies and without him had my head spinning. I've flown solo with the kids before but this time was even more stressful because I had so many loose ends to tie up on the mainland on top of caring for my babes, and the daily SAHM duties. All of it never seems as bad as I make it when I prioritize and do the best I can. A few phone calls to friends and my hubby usually has me talked off the ledge and back in the game. After the crazy week had ended, we picked Daddy up in San Diego just in time to celebrate Jeyes Jaxon's birthday, then Mother's Day, and finally Teilani's birthday. Let me just say, I aspire to be a pinterest mom who plans elaborate birthday's. Alas, I am not that mom. The only "planning" I did was pawned off on Daddy as he blessed us with a trip to Chuck E. Cheese for a combined birthday (shh, JJ doesn't know it was for Teilani). A dream come true for me! Oh ya, it wasn't for me... haha...anyways... A couple of our dear California friends joined and helped make this night special. I count my blessing's for friendship's like these. I've learned a lot from California. Although gorgeous, close to dear friend's in SD, in the beginning I was depressed. Leaving Las Vegas was difficult. I had finally met some great people and was building relationship's not only for me but for my kids. Then it was time to move again. Being the usual pessimist, I doubted I would find anyone to truly like me for me again. Fait stepped in and what do you know, I met friends who, ahem, actually DO like me. Maybe even love me for just ME. No pretending or judgement, just acceptance and love. What a cool duo! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">So as we wrapped up Teilani's birthday, we rushed back home to finish packing our life into eight suitcases and four carry-on's. The next day we booked it to the airport and flew to Honolulu where we will be for the next two months. Daddy is working his tail off in the office and we are along for the ride. Supporting and loving him through this process. Seven years ago, when I married this man I never dreamed he would bring me to my birthplace to live. Don't get it twisted, I never doubted him. I feel overwhelmed with gratitude and very blessed to experience the beauty of Hawaii. And even more grateful that my kids won't have to guess what it's like to live in paradise but will hopefully remember this special chapter in our life. And will help mold them into the amazing adults they are soon to be. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Aloha to my friends & family on the mainland and also here in Hawaii! Please know we love you and pray for you always. We're already making plans to visit again this summer and will keep you posted on how that shakes out. Until then... Keep us in your prayer's as we tackle this new and exciting adventure. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; text-align: -webkit-auto;">My Reno, NV girl. Everywhere we go someone somewhere tells you how beautiful you are. But do you really understand what beauty means? Beauty runs deep in your heart and in your actions. You are sensitive just like me. I see the way you care for Jeyes and worry about his safety and that makes me proud. Your not always beaming with excitement about having a two year old boy as your best friend but when I see you two together, playing peacefully, enjoying each other's company it reassures me that the future siblings I am raising have a bond that can never be broken. Sometimes I can be too hard on you and expect too much<i>. </i>I know that.<i> </i>But, after all, I know what it takes to be a big sister and maybe just maybe we can relate to one another more in the future. I try to think of questions you will have about our time spent together during your childhood and I hope that you will always know there are no secrets between us and I will always do my best to provide you with answers. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Blue Eye shadow. Daddy and I agree you do NOT need it but you love to wear it and think it makes you look pretty for daddy. <-- He IS your prince charming after all... (But he quotes the Macklemore song every time..."The greatest lie the devil ever sold us, was convincing women they look better in their makeup")</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Along the beaches of Oahu, Hawaii is where we brought you weeks before your second birthday. Seeing you observe the waves crash into each other, exploring the feel of warm sand between your toes (and in your mouth - yes, I saw you sneak a taste) was incredible to watch. I couldn't believe my eyes... there you were in the very city I was born, playing on a beach I have dreamed about for almost my entire life. Although you were afraid to go out into the water with us, I know in time you will become braver and before I blink I'll have a fearless surfer boy gliding through the ocean. You are so unbelievably handsome, my boy. I tell you this every. single. day. And smart. Never in your life have you gone one day without me kissing your soft cheeks. Or squeezing your tiny body in my arms. That's a fact, jack! We've spent every day of your life together. Somedays you drive me batty with your not so cute temper tantrums and constant shoving of your hand down the diaper. My hand slams into my forehead as I shake my head at you sometimes and wonder what the heck you are thinking stealing your sister's favorite toy and laughing as she chases you screaming her head off. "Saww-yy" followed with a hug is your way of saying sorry and apologizing. Totally frustrating but yet, absolutely adorable when viewed through my mommy filtered eye-balls. One day sister will understand that you just want her attention. Yes, you are an attention seeker. In our home, all eyes are on you and your latest stunt. You're quite the little rascal you know! Playful, silly and down right awrnry when you choose. I've become a huge fan of the way you grab my face with both your hands and plant your luscious toddler lips on my cheeks mumbling "mmmwah" -- completely melts my body.</span><br />
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Trips back home to Washington State wouldn't be the same without my sister, Tara. Don't get me wrong, I love all my siblings equally. This girl and I were raised under the same roof. We've seen each other happy and then cry. We've seen each other hurt. She makes me laugh until I pee my pants (sorry if that is too much information). Ha! I've rocked both her babies in my arms and make sure to kiss her on the cheek every time we say our "see ya later's". Part of me thinks I was her Mother in some past life or something. I can be overly protective in my sisterly ways. She may be my baby sister forever but she is not a little girl anymore. Still learning the boundaries. </div>
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Our influence on each other has differed each year we get older. Too many moments missed being angry or upset at each other. We can never get those moments back but the good thing is we can make better memories from here on out. Although being close in proximity has it's advantages - we don't have have to actually BE there for each other, to BE there. We will always be Sister's. No one can take that away from us. Which is why I consider myself so blessed to be a <i>Big Sister</i>. There is no written Master Copy on "How to be the Best Sister". Damn. Everyday I clench my hands together and say a prayer for her, Lainie and Ryker. They are part of my heart and a link in my soul. If I knew exactly the words to use -ensuring everlasting peace, love, happiness and security in their life I would make that happen. So instead, I throw my worries up to the sky in a whisper with all their name's ringing in the wind. Hope & Faith are on my side. Take THAT evil world that tries to destroy beautiful souls.</div>
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Since I was a little girl, the month of February has always meant Birthday. My sister and I have Birthday's that land a week apart. Tara would some years have friends stay the night and we would stay up all night snacking, running up and down halls, watching movies, and <i>perhaps</i> prank calling a few acquaintances from a landline. Shortly after that -had to be one of my last times I have ever used an actual phonebook to look up a number. Craziness! I'm getting old... I remember complaining how annoying little sister's were and always griping to someone about how awful she was to live with. We fought about everything. One of our Grandma's would sit us down together when were were younger and try to explain how important having a sister would be in our life. We have to LOVE each other. She was right. Loving my sister is natural.<br />
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Happy Birthday 23rd Birthday, Tara Nicole!<br />
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That hug you gave me last October -before I climbed into my suburban drenched in tears, was amazing. The hug you gave me earlier this week when we said "see ya later" was also amazing. I think your hugs heal my broken heart. Do you understand the distance I would go to ensure your safety? When I think about what it means to be your big sister I become speechless. Is this good? No seriously, my heart feels one way and then my brain says nothing. My mind becomes froze. Then I ask myself many questions -- How has my influence affected you in your life? Has my less than perfect choices in life tricked you into making mistakes? <i>Role Model</i> I never intended to be --but I swear you told me I was just that to you at one point. The guilt of being not so present (physically) as your big sister could consume me if I let it. I demand a redo! There would be lots of things I say and do different if I could go back to those earlier years and fix myself. Since we first became bonded into sisterhood, I recall a sense of responsibility creeping into my bones, weighing on my heart. I've always admired your incredible strength, pride and astonishing beauty. Those are a deadly combo! No wonder why many have found themselves out of control, under a spell -- entranced in your charm. Acting in ways unforgettable. I evaluate everyone who presents themselves into your life. A terrible habit. No one like's to be judged. I know that. But, we all want to be loved and that is what I feel my overprotectiveness is masking.<br />
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There is this overwhelming essence about you that burdens me to our childhood when I was different than I am now. Old big sister was a grouch. Ok, that part never changed... stay with me...haha!<br />
Your worth in my life exceeds any measure imaginable. Sharing February as a Birthday Month is the greatest blessing to me. Maybe I never told you that before? Time spent with you, Lainie & Ryker, pleases every inch of my soul. Instant peace is washed over me at the sight of your face. For as long as I am living and breathing I promise to love you.<br />
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I found the poem below on of course, Pinterest. It reminded me of all the season's we shared and took for granted. When I look into both our Daughter's eyes, I see us. Little women we once were. Looking up to their Momma's in every way. Just like us. And that makes me happy.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">This past weekend, the four of us traveled to Arizona to visit the kids Tata & Nana Murrieta and Auntie Liz in Arizona. A "Christmas" tradition and moments we are blessed to be a part of. Our visit was Christmas 2012 & Happy Birthday Jesus center-based and filled with wonderful food, comfort, gifts, rest, peace, and love. Naturally, it took us a few days to catch up and regroup after arriving back in SoCal, and before weeks of Preschool, Ballet, park visits, family activities and preperation for our time spent in Washington State mid-February.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">If you are looking for a photographer in Prescott/Prescott Valley, Arizona - let me know! We have previously taken photos with Rosalie and have never been disappointed. I absolutely LOVE pictures of my kids. That means I would never turn a free photo session down for anything! Thank you, Rosalie! I think my little <i>hulapeno</i> babies are the most beautiful children in the world - as every mother does of their own. Right? This particular photo shoot was sort of last-minute. But, I think all the picture's turned out great! On that note - please excuse the abundance of beautiful photos below and also, the naturalness in everyone's attire and attitudes. With that said, I hope you enjoy! I sure did! :)<~~</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">A small grin before a BIG slide. Such a beauty <3 </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Big Sister & Little Brother tackle the backyard slide, together in AZ</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Three Generations of Murrieta's </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Auntie Liz loves her niece and nephew ~ She is one of a kind!</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Don't let these dimples fool you... he is very mischievous, ladies!</span> </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">These Murrieta girls are BEAUTIFUL</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">My Sister - in - Love, Liz... <3</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">E & T <3 <3 </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Momma T, Nana C, Tei -Tei & Auntie Liz (L to R)</span> </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-size: small;">~ Nana Cheryl radiates tenderness and love. We are so blessed by her wisdom and grace ~</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Nana Grandaughter love</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Cheek-biting T & cheeky Jeyes keeping Nana young & spry :)</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Baby Jeyes is a wiggle worm ~ Nana always has a close-eye on baby </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">~ Karate punches & beautiful smiles ~ </span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">~Love the way Nana looks at her grand babies. I think Jeyes was looking at the twirly on top of the roof (his favorite)~</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">~ Love the Silliness ~</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">~ Nana loves her Grand Babies and they love her, too ~</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">~ What a great moment <3 Love all their faces ~</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"> ~ Tata had to get in on some Murrieta kid smooches ~</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">~ Tata Roy is very loved by his Teilani ~</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">~ Such sweet innocence in his face ~ My handsome man hero, Jeyes Jaxon ~</span> </td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">My Dear Kids: You have no idea how much love there is for you in this world. I pray you never forget these times we spent with our Arizona family. We are all very loved and prayed for daily. Until that day comes when you are grown and standing next to me and Daddy with maybe your own children - I will remember all the love and guidance that has been provided, and I hope you will too. We thank the good lord everyday that he blessed us with a strong, supportive and loving family in multiple states.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">Take good care, my loves ~ Love, Momma T</span><br />
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