What a week!

Yikes...what a week at the Burns house! Last Monday started with Kenzi's 15 month check up. Man oh man, I'm starting to wonder if this girl will ever tip the 20 lb mark!! She was only 19 lbs 3 oz. I guess the heavy whipping cream and Carnation Instant Breakfasts aren't doing the trick. On the flip side, I guess she's 60% for height! Who would have guessed that one?!?! Whenever I take Kenzi in, the nurses always do the hash at the head, hash at the feet and measure the marks on the paper. Not exactly accurate...coming from a clinic that puts all of the nurses through a competency evaluation regarding getting accurate heights and weights. So I did what I hate asking for...I asked that they get the length board out and do it that way. I held her head, we pulled her out straight and sure enough, the girl is 31" long! Jack hasn't ever been over 20% for anything, so I was very surprised to see that this was right! Three vaccines later and we were out the door.

Fast forward to Halloween..fun times by both Burns kiddos! I couldn't get a decent picture of these two kiddos if my life depended on it!


And then Thursday night came...I had practice for the contemporary band at church and came home around 8:30. Jon and I sat down to relax and then I heard it. The barking coming from Kenzi's room. That, my friends, is a cough indicative of croup. *sigh* So needless to say, neither Kenzi nor myself got any sleep that night. At 12:15, when she had been up 4 times, I threw her in bed with us...only to have her literally sleep on top of me. And she still woke up every hour barking away. So I headed to work on Friday morning to do clinic and Jon worked from home. We took both in to see Dr. Wallace and yup, it's croup. So one steroid shot later, we headed home. She did pretty good over the weekend, but still not awesome for sleep. She's on the mend and I'm hoping to catch up on some sleep soon!

And the funny of the week: Jack and his flu shot.

If any of you know Jack, he HATES shots. About as much as his mom does. He's been talking about his flu shot since last year. He's already worried about his next round of vaccines...which doesn't happen for another 5 or 6 years! So needless to say, when we told him he was going to get his flu shot, it didn't go over well. The nurse brings it in. Jack goes ballistic. Jon holds him on his lap, yet the tears continue. Our nurse gives it and Jack announces (in between sobs) "That didn't even hurt a little bit!" Good deal...so maybe we won't have a fit about it next year!

I am a Mother of Angels.

Two and a half years ago, to the date exactly, we found out that we had lost our baby. It was my second pregnancy and we were thrilled when we found out. Jackson was 2 1/2 years old and anxious for a sibling. I had planned an entire life for this small being inside of me. And then, on April 15th, we found out that life was gone.

 

I had started spotting...something I hadn't done in my first pregnancy. My regular doctor wasn't in clinic that day so I saw a different doctor, who had to give us the news that I had miscarried this baby. I knew it by the look on the sonographer's face, by the way she measured everything else, rather than looking for a heart beat. I just knew...and my heart was broken. I didn't want to have a D&C. It felt inhumane to me. It felt wrong to me, even though the baby was no longer alive. So I decided to wait. I decided to just let nature take it's course instead...until the bleeding didn't stop. And I ended up in the ER, dizzy from losing so much blood, pale and scared. I'll never forget being wheeled back to the OR. Jon holding my hand as long as he possibly could...the tears rolling down my face as the anesthesiologist put the mask over my face...and the wonderful person who wiped those tears away. Those are things that I will never forget. We decided that even though we didn't know if this baby was a boy or a girl, but we knew one thing for sure and that this baby needed a name. Mac Riley

Fast forward a few more months and I was pregnant again. They measured HCG levels, they checked progesterone levels, both of which were low. It was almost inevitable, but we were hopeful. Would we get to keep this baby? Would this baby join our family? Or would we have another heart break again. August 18th...we had an early ultrasound scheduled due to my last miscarriage. I laid down and the scan started...and ended with "I'm sorry. I'm just not seeing what we're looking for." At least this time, the sonographer had enough strength to tell us rather than tell us to wait for the doctor. So we went downstairs to meet my new OB. (I had previously seen family practice and because of the first miscarriage, my doctor wanted to refer me onto a specialist). What a way to meet someone new...going over options. Except this time, I didn't really have time to let nature take it's course. Jack's third birthday was on Saturday and we had family coming to town. So instead, I opted for the D&C this time. Same story...different day. The anesthesiologist said that he could see by the look on my face that I wasn't coming for an elective procedure. Nope, not really. And the same thing...exactly 4 months later, going under anesthesia, tears rolling down my face, losing another baby...losing another life. Mady Lou

For a long time, we didn't tell anyone. Please don't be offended if you didn't know about this. It wasn't about that in any way. There were only a few people who knew that I had miscarried. Not even our parents knew. I didn't want to broadcast it to the world. I didn't want the whole world to know that we were trying to have another baby. I didn't want everyone to ask questions non-stop or assume things if I didn't have a glass of wine that day, I was pregnant. I didn't want any of it. I just wanted my husband. We leaned on each other, rather than having our parent swoop in to take care of us. And that was exactly what I needed. It took me a while to figure out why I didn't want anyone to know, why I didn't want our parents to know. And then I realized it was because I wanted my husband...and I didn't want to hurt their feelings by pushing them away and telling them that we didn't need them. I knew that it would be hurtful...I mean, I'd be hurt if my daughter told me she just wanted her husband and not her mom. We will always need them, but this was different. It was the hardest time in our lives, but it brought us back to a place that we hadn't been to in a long time. And then in November, when we hadn't been tracking cycles or actually "trying" I got pregnant with our daughter. And the last six months were a new part of our past.

As time went on, I realized that it didn't need to be a secret. I didn't need to not talk about it. And the more people I shared it with, the more people came out with their own stories. And that's what October 15th is all about. It's about sharing your pain, sharing your life, sharing your experience.  

 

I am a mother of two precious angels. I can't wait for the day to know if they were boys or girls. And someday I will. It's hard not knowing right now. But God has plans for everything and he had a reason for this. He always does.

So today, I'm choosing to remember Mac and Mady and what they gave us in their short time with our family.

Critical Thinking 101

Q: If you were driving in the car, didn't have sunglasses, needed to take a nap, but the sun was in your face, what would you do?

 

 

A: You wear your new tiger mask you got on your zoo trip.

 

A+ for critical thinking skills, Jackson!

Jackson, 0 Car Mirror, 1

 

 In the game of life, you don't get 10 points for taking out car mirrors...although Jack thought maybe he could!

 

  Yup, Jack had a run-in with a side car mirror today. He was trying to get around Jon in the parking lot today, squeezed his way around and darn it, he's just the right height to smack right into a car mirror and cause some damage! So a trip to Acute Care, some DermaBond glue and a few tears later, we were done!

 

Nothing a little Cherry Berry won't fix though!

 

Two 'boy' injuries in 5 years isn't so bad!

Phew...

We had our very first parent/teacher conferences this week. And I'm not gonna lie...I was nervous! While we haven't heard anything from his teacher, there have been no trips to the principal's office, nothing that screams Jack is having problems...I was still nervous! Who knows what will come out of the mouth of his teacher. Jack has had some new behaviors that have come out and we have no idea where they are coming from...so needless to say, I was nervous!

Jackson told Jon that his teacher would probably say a lot of good things and only a couple bad things...and he was right! Mostly good...a couple things to work on, which is no surprise. Jackson can certainly be an 'in your face' kind of friend...which doesn't always go over well with others! It's certainly something to work on, and it'll take some time. But if that's one of the only things, it's pretty minor and I'm okay with that!

So huge sigh of relief as we walked out, knowing that we're doing something right. Onto the rest of the semester!

Alrighty then...

So tonight, Jack was in a bit of trouble for not eating quickly (I know...some of you are thinking, how fast does a kid need to eat?) Well, we were hitting almost 45 minutes and even Kenzi was done eating! Because he had been reminded so many times to eat more quickly so we could go on a walk and failed to do so, he lost the privilege of going for a walk.

Well...this makes for a really sad Jack! So I'm doing dishes and I look over, and he was sitting in our window sill. When he saw that I noticed him, he shut the curtain and announced "I'm just very upset and want to be by myself." Alright then, hang out by yourself! I went outside and snapped this picture. It's hard to see, but it's Jack, sitting in the window sill by himself, pouting. When he caught me taking a picture, he said "I just want to be alone. I don't want anyone to look at me. I don't want anyone to talk to me. I just want to be by myself!" And he promptly walked up to his room and shut his door.

I guess he figured out one coping mechanism!

Would you save a life?

 

So I have a question for you...if you could save someone's life today, right now, would you??

 

Today, I did something for myself. Something that I've thought about for a while, prayed about even more and finally had the opportunity to accomplish.

 

I registered to become a bone marrow donor.

 

Why?

 

There's a few different reasons.

 

For one, I'm an organ donor on my license, but what does that really mean...it means that I have to die in order to save someone's life. And if I am able to donate anything, I want to donate it all. If I can save someone's life, then I want that opportunity. But what about right now. What about today. Why not save someone today, if I could. 

 

Which comes to my next reason....Kenzi. Many of you are probably wondering how our 13 month old daughter made me decide to do this. And it's because we potentially could have needed this. Now, I completely and utterly understand that Kenzi was never truly at risk for leukemia and only had one out of the many symptoms of this, BUT it was a possibility. Her story COULD have been very different! When Kenzi had a suppression of her neutrophils, one of the things that was a possibility was a disease called Myelodysplastic Syndrome (MDS) and it's basically pre-leukemia. I thank God every single day, that Kenzi's blood count problem was related to a viral illness, but also know first hand what our life could be like if she would have had MDS. I work at the pediatric clinic and one of our patients has this. And she needed a bone marrow transplant to cure it. The past few weeks at work, there have been e-mails going about a bone marrow donor drive. One of our physicians at Sanford has MDS and has relapsed. He needs a bone marrow transplant and doesn't have any living relatives who are a match. So he needs to use a non-related living donor for his transplant and they are trying to find a match for him on the donor list. After reading that e-mail and seeing our patient, it hit home that we could have been that family...needing a bone marrow transplant for Kenzi and what if no one in our family was a match for her. We would need this list for our baby girl to survive. And while we are not in that situation, someone...a lot of someones actually, are in that situation. Needing a bone marrow transplant and desperately trying to find a match to save their life. 

 

 

So here I am...a now registered member of the National Marrow Donor Program. And I am proud.

 

Who knows if I will ever get the chance to give someone life, but if I'm needed...I'll be there. Because my girl may have needed it...someone's daughter, son, husband, cousin, niece, uncle or brother may need it...and maybe, just maybe, I could be that someone! 

Do we have a future bookie on our hands??

So maybe, just maybe Jackson has more insight to things than we think he does! Or maybe it's just that he's not devoted as much as his parents are...

It's a well known fact that Daddy is a huge Hawkeyes fan and Mommy is a large Huskers fan. With both teams playing yesterday, we were both hopeful for a win.

Jack woke up from his nap and the Hawkeyes were on. He walked down the stairs, watched the game for about 2 minutes and announced that the white team (ISU) was going to win...much to his father's disapproving look! Jon asked him why. Jack's response: "They're just playing better, Dad." Well, okay then!

Fast forward a few hours and the Huskers were on after supper. Once again, Jack had been upstairs taking a bath while I was watching the game. He comes downstairs, again watched the game for a few minutes and said, "Wow, that blue team is really good. Looks like they're gonna win." And they did...

Guess we should head to Vegas or something!

...and we have a walker!!

Kenzi started walking over the weekend!! As happy that I am that she (finally!) started walking, I am sad that it happened while we were gone. She's been so close for about a month now...but I didn't think that she would start this weekend! It makes me incredibly sad, as a mom, to know that I missed this major milestone. I'll never be able to get it  back seeing her first walk across the room. But on the good side, I love this toddling phase...the unsteady, wibble-wobble, pitter patter of little feet!

How do I love thee...let me count the ways!

If there is one thing that is true, Jackson DEFINITELY, without a doubt, loves his sister...and that love is certainly returned by Kenzi.

One way to know this for sure...

I was using the blender tonight and Jackson was telling Kenzi to blow kisses.

Now, this doesn't sound all that loving...BUT, for those of you who know our spunky little love, she covers her ears when you ask her to blow kisses. (totally not sure how she put that together, but she did). So to protect his little sister's ears from the noise, without telling her to just cover her ears and boss her around, he told her to blow kisses.

And that, my friends, is love!

Birthday Mania

And our birthday weekend is now complete! With a crazy busy weekend, I am pleased to say that by 7:45, both kids were in bed and asleep before I walked down the stairs!!


Jackson had an awesome birthday party on the Tumblebus!! Miss Alisha did a wonderful job entertaining 7 small children! They jumped, tumbled, balanced and slid their way through one awesome hour!

 

 

Our Jack-man is now 5...and he celebrated with the best of 'em!

Happy Happy 5th Birthday, Jackson Conrad!!!

Today, our little boy turned 5.

Five years ago, Jon and I took a very nerve-wrecking trip to the hospital six weeks early. We didn't know what was going to happen...would this baby come tonight, would they be able to stop labor, would the baby be okay, would we be spending the next 6 weeks in the NICU...lots and LOTS of questions and worry!

Five years ago, God blessed us with a beautiful baby boy! Our little 4 lb 14 oz  boy spent 8 days in the NICU, with no long-term effects from being early, which makes us very blessed!!

This little man has changed our life in such an awesome way. He has taught us more than he'll ever know. Thank you, God, for giving this wonderful little person to us!!

 

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First Day of School

First Day of School...First Day of School (come on...do the Nemo thing with me!)
Jackson got up lickety split this morning! Alarm went off, he jumped out of bed and was dressed before either of us knew he was even up! He was so excited for the first day of school!

We waited for the bus, with the warning that it may be 30 minutes late. We were sitting there and I told Jack that I would meet him at school to make sure that he got to his classroom alright. He looked at me and said, "You don't have to do that Mom. I'll be okay!" (It really isn't as much for you as it is for me...thanks for the reassurance though buddy!) Much to our pleasant surprise, the bus was only 10 minutes behind schedule! Jack hopped on the bus, turned around and waved and off he went!

I'm glad I went to meet him, because he was pretty lost when he got off that bus! His buddy, Nolan, and his older sister, Lily, rode the same bus and Lily helped him find his classroom. We found his locker, unloaded his backpack and away he went!

He announced at supper that he's going to be really sad on the last day of school. Hopefully that holds true! Here's to a great first year of school!!

 

There's a first time for everything!

So yesterday, I participated in something I never, EVER expected myself to! A group of us from work put a team together and ran the 5K MudChug. Talk about terrifying and exhilarating all at the same time!! I forgot more like just didn't get around to it to train for this wonderful event and figured I wouldn't probably make it through any of the obstacles! I had three goals for this:

1. Don't hurt myself.

2. Don't fall.

3. Don't cry.

And I can proudly say that I accomplished all three goals!! Now, it took a while to get done, but hey, it wasn't about the time at this point!

There were 15 obstacles to get through, which included 2 straight 15' walls, 2- 15' inclined walls to get up and over, a nasty lake to wade through and climb over a wall halfway, a balance beam over ice water, an ice bath, lots of muddy muddy hills to climb up, a slip-n-slide and a barbed wire (which thankfully didn't have the sharp parts!) thing to army crawl through. There was only one obstacle that I couldn't quite do, simply because my arm strength was done after climbing 4 different walls! It was a high/low climbing walls thing. The high walls were about up to my chest and it just wasn't happening! I did go over all the low walls though!

A few of us ended up getting separated from our group, as someone had gotten hurt and the nurse in us couldn't leave until a medic arrived. Needless to say, it took an inappropriately long amount of time to get someone there, so we didn't finish with our group.

After all of that, my body was done! I was completely exhausted...slept for a few hours and am sorer than I've ever been in my whole life!! I'm fairly sure labor was easier than this...and not as long either! Everything from my neck to my ankles aches...muscles I didn't even know existed, hurt! And simple things like doing dishes...didn't know how many ab muscles were involved in wiping a dish! YIKES!! Tonight is a tidge better, but still not fun. Bring on the Icy Hot!!

Here's a slide show of pics. They're not all in order, since some are my mom's and some are from my camera! Jack slipped right when he got there and who, in their right mind, can keep an almost 5 year old boy out of the mud?!?! He went to take a picture with me after and his shoes sunk into the mud and when Nikki went to pick him up, off came the shoe! He had a great time, especially since he was allowed to play in mud with no consequences!!

School starts tomorrow...so they'll be lots of pics to come along with that!

Yeah, yeah, yeah...

Yeah, yeah, yeah...I'm terrible about updating this! My goal for this year is to make this our family journal..to make it our place for the quick stories, the funny sayings, and all of the new experiences this year will be creating for us!

In exactly 4 days, our lives with change immensely. No, we are not moving. No, neither Jon nor myself will be starting a new job. The big change...Jack will be heading to school and our lives will completely change! Our lives will no longer be "free as a bird" for traveling, hanging out, having late nights. Nope, that all changes now. We will now have to consult the school calendar when making any plans. We will have to coordinate appointments for after school or before school. We have a kindergartner (well, technically junior kindergarten) now.

And you'd think the most nervous person in the family would be Jack...but it's not. I'd have to say the most nervous person would be me. I have been fine all summer long...until tonight. I honestly feel like I could vomit! We had Jack's open house today. We met his teacher (who seems awesome and energetic), checked out his classroom, found his locker. Did all of the things we were supposed to (at least I sure hope so...we're rookies here!) but now I'm feeling incredibly unsettled and nervous. My stomach is in knots. I feel like I could puke and it's only Thursday! Not sure what really triggered it. Maybe it was the large amount of people that were there, maybe it was the fact that I still haven't met the principal of this school, maybe it's the fact that my little (almost) 5 year old is now going to have major responsibilities...I don't know. But the one thing I do know, is that I am a nervous wreck!! Nervous that Jack won't find his way to his classroom. Nervous that he won't speak up when he needs to. Nervous that he'll be in the principals office within the first week (let's admit it...the kid is no angel...it's certainly a possibility!) Nervous that he won't get back to daycare after school. Nervous that he'll get overwhelmed and scared. Nervous that everything we've done in the last 5 years won't be enough. Not sure exactly...but there will be lots of prayers between now and Monday that things will go smoothly and settle these Mommy nerves that are going berserk right now!!

So there's a secret activity that's going to be happening that I'd never in my right mind think I would ever be a part of...and you'll hear all about it...just not today! :)

One Year Later...

     So once again...it's been a while and I'm sorry! Life gets crazy and before I know it, it's been over a month.
     This week sparks a lot of emotions on my end. A year ago from last Sunday was when I went into the hospital. All of those emotions...fear of the unknown, terror, scared, missing my guys, worried about work, instability...all of it comes rushing back as I think about it all.
     I think about the sacrifices that everyone made to help me stay pregnant. Jon essentially becoming a single dad for a few weeks until help could arrive...the stress of getting Jack to daycare, working all day, getting supper ready, trying to get up to the hospital, get Jack to bed...all that he had to do and at the same time, try and keep me calm! Phew...it's a lot to ask of one person!
     I think of my mom, who left my dad for the summer, who had to take on the role of mom to Jack, who got to be my mom again and take care of me, who did our laundry, did our dishes...all of it because she loves us!
     I think of Jack, the growing up he had to do, the confusion, the randomness of our summer, the testiness that he did, yet all at the same, he just conformed to what needed to happen!
     Heck, I even think about the doctor I work for...the incovinence of not having one nurse who knows his patients, the stress of wondering how long I'd be gone, the work he had to take on because I was gone.
     And now we're back to me...and my emotions. I understand how crazy long 10 weeks was when I was there, but now that it's a year later, I think it will have an entirely different meaning.
     Which brings me to what this year has brought us. It has brought us a beautiful baby girl. A baby girl who gives "funny faces." A baby girl who now dances to music. A baby girl who points at her dad, says "da, da" and giggles. A baby girl who lays her head on your shoulder for just a few seconds, as if she's actually giving hugs.
     A year later, I wouldn't change a thing. Would I change the stress and inconvience of all of it? Yes. Would I change the chance to spend the summer with my mom? No. Would I change the fact that we had a healthy baby girl after all of that effort? Absolutely NOT! We have one gorgeous little girl who has blessed us with so much! It's amazing the difference a year makes. I hope each of you can find some sort of blessing in every situation. If I can find blessings in a 10 week bedrest, you can find blessings in everything! Here's some new pics of the family!

Kenzi's yoga pose!

Funny Face

Jack's big jump!

Flying Kenzi

I know, I know

I know...I know...I'm terrible at keeping this updated! Having two kiddos makes it hard to keep up on this! So here's the long and the short of the last month.

Kenzi:
-accomplished sitting up by herself about a month ago
-is now eating solids!
-loves everything she eats: avocado, pears, peaches, blueberries, green beans, peas, sweet potatoes, zucchini, carrots, squash, bananas, papaya...loves it all thanks to our baby magic bullet!
-has learned how to spit
-has gotten one bottom tooth, another one just a few days away
-LOVES puffs...and is really good at getting them in her mouth and whining for more
-will rock on all fours but doesn't get anywhere
-still won't sleep through the night, although is down to once a night
-is very ticklish now
-has figured out to put things in and take things out
-rolls like crazy during diaper changes (not so fun!)
-is starting to develop some stranger anxiety
-is an awesome snuggler
-is still tiny...only around 14 lbs!

We had her 6 month pictures taken. Here are a few!

Jackson:
-passed his first parent-teacher conferences with flying colors
-loves his sister (ok, quick story...one day he was trying to avoid a nap so came up while i was nursing kenzi to ask if he could watch a movie...he's typically a 'one topic' kinda kiddo and stays focused on one request before getting distracted...we're talking about the stipulations of watching a movie and out of no where, he stops and (add in the hand motions) states 'i am so in love with her!' as kenzi smiled at him...what a guy!)
-is sad that there has been minimal snow to play with this year
-loves his new LeapPad
-has come up with a new birthday song he learned from daycare

So there ya have it...our month in a nutshell.

a sense of amazement

Tonight was one of those nights were I realized that all of the things that we are doing for our kids are working. It was one of those gratifying parenting moments. I haven't had a ton of those, so when they happen, it's pretty awesome. Jon had gone to play basketball so it was just me and the kids tonight. Jack was playing nicely with Kenzi after supper. She was getting sleepy so I told him he could stay downstairs and play his new LeapPad or he could come upstairs and play it while I was getting Kenzi ready for bed. I sat down to nurse Kenzi and Jack sat down to play his LeapPad. All of the sudden, he looks up at me, in the middle of his game and says, "Mommy, you're so beautiful." and keeps playing his game. Just like that. A moment that I will never forget. The honesty and love of a child. And in that moment, I realized that we are doing something right...all of the times that we don't put up with Jack's mouthiness, or don't tolerate the new found attitude that he has sometimes, or make him use please and thank you, or expect him to have manners...it's paying off. In moments like this, it's all worth it. The frustration, the tears, the stubborness (me, stubborn...no way!), the zero-tolerance, the love we give, the affection we show...it's all working. Now tomorrow, could very well be a different day and he might have a different attitude, but for today...it's working. Even on the days that we make him so sad (as he says!) he still loves us. We still get tight hugs and 'one more kiss please' and it fills my heart with warmth. 

And with that, I didn't realize just how long it has been since I've updated! Yikes...a lot of things have happened since the last time...a family wedding, three holidays, one major illness, a new football rivalry (that we had the pleasure of attending!) and not much snow with it! Kenzi gave us a bit of a scare in December, when she didn't make a turn-around after getting a cold. We took her in and she had no neutrophils. To explain it as simply I can, neutrophils are the fighting part of white bood cells. So basically, she's going into battle, at the front line, with no bullets. After lots of prayers, trips to the hematologist, blood draws, and watching, she turned around and has done well since then. Her hematologist is hopeful that it was a one time, viral suppression so we'll see what she does the next time she gets sick. She's had a cough now since Christmas and hasn't had fevers, so we're hopeful that it wasn't anything major. Terrifying and scary, but hopefully part of her past!

Kenzi will be 6 months old on Sunday...where did the time go?!?! She's still a peanut...last time we weighed her, she tipped the scale at a wopping 12 lbs 5 oz! (Now granted, she had gained about 1 1/2 lbs in almost 2 weeks) She has her 6 month check up in a few weeks so we're hopeful that she's over 13. She started cereal and loves it! I got a baby magic bullet for Christmas, so started making some baby veggies for her. She LOVES them! I had gotten some baby food and tried it with her...she gagged (we're blaming Aunt Nikki for that trait!) on everything. So I made some peas...she gobbled them up with no problem. So far, our list is sweet potatoes, peas, and avacado...green beans are on the menu for tomorrow! No more store bought baby food for this house! She has started sitting up by herself, still tipsy, but getting better every day!

Since it's been such a long time since I've updated, I'm going to overload this post with some pictures!


  

              Our kids don't love their blankies AT ALL :)                      

                               

Jack loves to feed her...he's an awesome brother!

Merry Christmas!

Getting pretty good at this new skill!

Kenzi and her new BFF, Macie