tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21216812993908710562024-03-12T18:06:56.002-06:00The PollardsThe Pollardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01536883536305124155noreply@blogger.comBlogger177125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121681299390871056.post-36726004062329983932015-01-02T14:35:00.002-07:002015-01-02T14:37:07.663-07:002014 ReviewI have been looking at pictures, putting things together, and making goals for the new year. Upon my reflection of the past year, I cannot help but think of how fast 2014 has gone for our little family and how many changes we have had as well.<br />
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A few of the highlights from 2014 include:<br />
* A family vacation to Florida<br />
* Jason's official graduation from Utah State<br />
* A new job for Jason<br />
* Moving to Idaho and buying our first house<br />
* And anticipating the arrival of baby #2<br />
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Many things have changed for our family in course of one year, and I feel so extremely blessed to have two boys that take such good care of me.The Pollardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01536883536305124155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121681299390871056.post-51674368431517980482014-12-30T15:05:00.001-07:002014-12-30T15:18:48.950-07:00Christmas 2014The Christmas celebrations were especially fun this year with Beckham. The whole idea of Santa was very exciting for our 2 year old and the magic of the season was unforgettable for our little family.<br />
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The Friday before Christmas, we went to Story Time at our library and met Santa. It was very cute and the kids there had a great time. It took the whole hour for Beckham to warm up to the idea of speaking to Santa. Right before we left, I took Beckham to visit Santa. He did not want to sit on Santa's knee at all and preferred to hide his face in my legs. However when Santa asked if Beckham had been a good boy, Beckham quickly said, "Yes!" He also told Santa that he would like the "Monster Book" (The Monster at the end of this Book) for Christmas. Santa gave him a candy cane and the library lady gave Beckham a very nice new book for coming. How fun! And, <i>that </i>was our experience with Santa this year.<br />
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Before we knew it, it was Christmas Eve. That day I told Beckham that Santa wouldn't come to a dirty house, so he willingly helped me clean the entire house - top to bottom. We also made cookies for Santa and waited for our Daddy to come home from work to head to Bumpa and Nanna's house. We read the story of the birth of baby Jesus, ate goodies, played with the dogs Dacie and Duke, and thoroughly enjoyed the company of everyone. Beckham opened a few presents that night, and then we headed home in the icy windy weather. Beckham fell asleep in the car and an hour later (wow!) we arrived home. Thankfully, it was just in time for Santa to come!<br />
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The next morning was absolutely exciting and fun for our little boy. He woke up right about 6:30 - his usual wake time. He came down the stairs to see the presents Santa left. His first focus was on the animals and fences. A few seconds later, he saw his requested book, and then his kitchen, and then his stocking, and all the sudden he couldn't contain his excitement. Beckham squealed with delight and did a little victory dance too cute for words. <br />
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We played for quite a while in our PJs and enjoyed our time together on Christmas morning in our own house. Later that morning, we went back to Bumpa and Nanna's house to enjoy the rest of the day with our family. Beckham loved opening more gifts there and was sure spoiled rotten. He was so happy to play the rest of the day at his Bumpa and Nanna's house with new toys.<br />
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That weekend, we traveled to the Hall family Christmas party. Everyone was able to be there, which is quite rare, and we loved every minute of it. Grandma made some wonderful food and entertainment for the whole time we were there. Beckham and Daddy braved the cold weather and went sledding. They had so much fun. I mean look at those faces.<br />
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We also did the annual children's nativity, which was fantastic this year. Beckham was a little shepherd (and quite uncooperative I might add!). The costume did not last at all. <br />
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Most of the nativity, he was terrorizing the other children or visiting with Grandpa. He was just so happy to be around his cousins. Hopefully, he will be more cooperative next year.<br />
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The gift exchange was highly anticipated by all of the kids and it was fun to have so many people to help him open even more presents. In the past few days, this kid got more gifts than he could imagine and he loved every one.<br />
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Later we took one gigantic family picture with everyone and that night we left back to our home. <br />
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It was our best Christmas yet. We particularly enjoyed spending time with our family and remembering the baby Jesus. Mommy, Daddy, and Beckham are a little sad to see the season end and are looking forward to next Christmas. The Pollardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01536883536305124155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121681299390871056.post-52375753763739400512014-12-16T08:08:00.001-07:002014-12-16T08:08:22.731-07:00a few things about BeckhamOur little boy is growing up right before our eyes, and there are about a million things that I want to remember about him - right here, right now. Maybe it is the fact that baby #2 is well on their way here, but the thought of this cute boy growing up so fast is making me a little sad. I have been reminded over and over again that this moment in time will never happen again. I am a stay at home mommy with ONE child to think about, play with, and focus on. This time will be a sweet memory to me and I love every little piece of this boy.<br />
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Due to my broken camera (I'm weeping. Seriously!), I have had to rely on other means of photos. My niece, Rachel, is a wonderful photographer, and all of the cute photos in this post are credited to her.<br />
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Here are a few things I love about Beckham at 2 years and 3 months old<br />
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*Beckham adores his dad. When Dad gets home, you can bet that Beckham is his little shadow. At night, Daddy puts Beckham to bed, and if he wakes in the middle of the night, the first word out of Beckham's mouth is, "Daddy." Beckham even likes to pretend to lift weights (or in his case dough rolling pins) just like Dad. Dad has a really big impression on this boy. He learns a lot from him. It is sometimes very difficult for this boy to say goodbye to Dad when he goes to work. He pretends to be Daddy all day long - wearing hats and talking on a phone (He tells me that he's working). Simply said, Beckham loves Dad and I don't blame him. Dad is pretty cool!<br />
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*Puzzles and blocks are this kid's forte. Beckham is really good at them and quite enjoys playing with them. </div>
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*However, he still LOVES his superheros and animals. We line them up every single morning and talk to them like best friends.<br />
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*In his playing, I find that he is playing more and more pretend games with himself. It shows me what he sees us doing and trying to imitate those actions. He is really good at cooking, going to work, and putting his stuffed animals to bed. And, I am happy that those are the things that he is learning from us.<br />
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*Reading is this boy's happy place. He loves to sit in our bean bag chair and have someone read to him. He is quickly growing out of the simple board books and prefers to listen to longer stories. He also enjoys reading them to himself and his toys. I love to listen to him jabber away at the pictures and repeat phrases that I say in the books. I am so glad that this boy loves to read. </div>
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*Although I am considerably bias, I must say, Beckham is smart! He has his colors down. Well, the basics. He knows his numbers very well and is learning the alphabet right now. I am really impressed how well he knows his shapes too. Beckham understands things quite quickly and he always amazes me with all the new knowledge he picks up.<br />
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*Beckham loves to play ninja, wrestling, jumping, running, and dancing. He is an active boy, and I thank the heavens every day that he has Jason to play those things with. I'm not too much of a wrestler, you know!<br />
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*Beckham says some of the funniest things! He definitely understands more than we think, and to prove it, Beckham will show me all the new words and phrases he has learned. Some of them are: "Oh me gosh!", "Fruitcake!", "Uh-oh spagettios!", "Dan' it", "Yeah. K!", "Pure awesomeness!", and "Stop 'at!"</div>
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*His response to, "I love you" is simply, "too." It makes me smile.</div>
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*Beckham plays pretty well with other kids. He is quick to make friends and is getting really good at sharing toys. This makes his Mom's heart happy.<br />
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*Our boy loves to sing. He is a very good singer and likes to grace us with I am a Child of God and I Love to see the Temple. He knows all the lyrics to those ones. However, he also likes to sing along to the radio (head bobbing - mind you!) with Jason and me. Those favorite songs include: Home by Phillip Phillips, Upside Down by Jack Johnson, and Ho Hey by The Lumineers.<br />
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*We have a tease on our hands. He finds laughter in teasing Mom and Dad and we quite enjoy that playful side of Beckham. Every time he teases and plays, he shows it in his eyes. He rolls his eyes or looks upward and smirks. He knows he is being silly and a tease. It makes us laugh. </div>
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*Beckham has a kind heart. He is one of the first ones to notice a sad child and sometimes can't help but give that poor kid a hug no matter where we are. He expresses thanks for just about anything. Sometimes when his heart is just full and ready to burst, he hugs someone or gives them a kiss. Beckham really is a sweetheart. </div>
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*He also has a bit if a tender heart. When he does something wrong, he sometimes sits down and cries out of sheer embarrassment. We will tell him that it's okay because it was an accident, but he just wants so much to be a good boy. For him, nothing is worse than disappointment from Mom or Dad; it just makes his little heart break.<br />
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*Beckham throws the worst tantrums right now. He really is a good boy, but when his world ends, the tantrums are huge. It makes me sad, because no one can help him when he is out of control. Most times, he actually puts himself in time out to help him calm down. This is something that I am looking forward to outgrowing, but it has taught me quite a bit about myself. Truth be told, we have some special memories together in that quiet moment after the tantrum when Beckham only wants me, and we can talk together.<br />
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*I love that Beckham knows about Jesus. He tells me every day something about Jesus and that, "I 'ike 'im." It simply melts my heart. As of recently, he <b>REALLY </b>wants to be baptized like his cousins because that is what Jesus wants us to do. He also tells me that, "Jesus wants keep commandments<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">." His current bed time story that </span><i style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">only </i><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Daddy tells is David and Goliath. Daddy talks to him about how Jesus is our friend and wants us to be good. All through the day, Beckham retells me and his toys the story. He also likes to inform me that he is a child of God and so is Mom and Dad. He is a sweet boy that is always teaching us about our Savior. I love that he knows Him. </span></div>
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I love having Beckham in my life. He brings a lot of happiness to our little family, and we count our lucky stars everyday that this boy is ours.</div>
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The Pollardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01536883536305124155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121681299390871056.post-83170047252413589112014-12-14T13:32:00.003-07:002014-12-14T13:32:39.831-07:00Thanksgiving 2014 Thanksgiving was spent in Lewiston this year with some of the Hall family. As we expected, it was a fun filled weekend and we thoroughly enjoyed ourselves. Beckham was reunited with cousins and Grandma & Grandpa, which is all a boy can ask for! Really.<br />
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I am now just realizing that I do not have one single photo of the Thanksgiving feast, but it was delicious. Here are few highlights from our holiday.<br />
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The reunion of Beckham and his cousins was simply wonderful to watch. He loves each one so much. He can't wait to be like the big kids and all sleep together on the floor in the family room. Until now, he had to sleep with Mom and Dad.<br />
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Story time is something Beckham loves and story time at Grandma's house is significantly better. I don't blame him. I mean she is a pretty good story teller. It was treat to snuggle up with Grandma and a few cousins (everyone want to be right next to her!) and read a book.<br />
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Better yet, Grandma has some storybooks on her Ipad, which is truly a treat. I cannot tell you how many time Beckham has requested that we drive all the way back to Grandma's house and read her special "Monster books" (sesame street) on her Ipad. What fun!<br />
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At Grandma's house, everyone congregates in the kitchen. Grandma has wonderful food and caters to the grand kids. They are pretty darn lucky.<br />
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It was fantastic weather, which gave the kids the opportunity to play outside. Beckham thought the trampoline was very cool and loved jumping for a long time on it with his cousins. Thank goodness for all of his good cousins that helped him jump and played with him outside. <br />
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We didn't get any pictures of it, but Beckham also went to the swimming pool while there. Grandma and Grandpa bought an extra room at a hotel - there are a lot of us! - and that means the kids could all go swimming. How fun is that?! Beckham was a little fish and had absolutely no fear of the water. He was ready to take off with his cousins and not look back. One day. It was a very fun way to end Thanksgiving day, and something Beckham still talks about. <br />
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It was a wonderful Thanksgiving and we were so happy to be with our family in Lewiston. Thank goodness for a super Grandma and all her fun planning. This weekend was one for the books!The Pollardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01536883536305124155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121681299390871056.post-29762547122083840642014-11-06T13:40:00.002-07:002014-11-06T13:40:44.584-07:00Halloween Festivities 2014Well. Halloween has never really been my thing and last year I really did not do much with the holiday because of it. Since then I have felt bad that my son missed out on some of the festivities, so this year I put together a simple advent calendar for our family during the month of October. Even though I don't particularly like Halloween, Beckham deserves to make fun childhood memories during the holiday. Throughout the month, we enjoyed traditional fall activities and I actually had fun with the Halloween activities as well. Here are a few of the activities we enjoyed during beautiful October.<br />
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*First on the list was prepare for General Conference. It's kind of a big deal to me and I love everything about listening to the prophet. We made our traditional Cinnamon Twist and ate it much to fast. Beckham colored pictures of the prophet in preparation for the event and we talked about how much we love having President Monson talk to us. It was a good day for our family.<br />
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*I also celebrated my 26th birthday and Jason gave me the best gift of all. We made a trip to see Cache Valley for a few days. The weather was beautiful and it was the perfect time to enjoy fall. We went up to the canyon with Grandma and Grandpa to see the pretty leaves.<br />
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*While we were there Beckham had his first every sleep over by himself. He slept over at his cousins' house. He loves them so much. To be honest, he could have cared less if we stayed with him or not. Beckham waved goodbye to Jason and me like it was no big deal for him. His first sleep over was a major success.<br />
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*We put up Halloween decorations around the house and unloaded Beckham's trick-or-treat bucket. He promptly put it on his head like this and explained that it looked like the helmet Captain America wears. See he even has his shield too...<br />
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*Jason's work put on a Harvest Festival. It was full of fun. There was endless train rides for Beckham, painting pumpkins, and goodies. Beckham thoroughly enjoyed himself and was sad when it was time to leave. Notice Beckham's pumpkin has no paint on it, because it was much too messy for our boy. Also at the event was a dunking machine and a mechanical bull. Jason was dunked a few times by a few of his employees and took a spin on the bull. Fun was had by all.<br />
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*We carved pumpkins. More accurately, Beckham and I watched Daddy carve a scary face on our pumpkin. The whole idea of gutting a pumpkin was disgusting to Beckham.<br />
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*Beckham went with me to the store and picked out his very own costume. Spider-Man. We quickly tried it on when we got home and had a difficult time convincing Beckham to take it off.<br />
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*Two days before Halloween, our ward put on the cutest Halloween carnival. Beckham was thrilled to dress up and run around with other kids. He got so excited to see Hulk, Cap, and Iron Man....too bad they were just other kids dressed up. Beckham couldn't tell the difference! We participated in a truck-or-treat after the party. Beckham got quite a bit of candy and was pleased, but I think he enjoyed socializing with the other kids more than anything.<br />
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Also, he didn't want to take the costume off for bed. It took a few minutes of talking from Dad to let us pry off the beloved Spider-Man costume.<br />
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*On Halloween Day, we visited the library for the first time. It was so fun for my little bookworm! There was a cute story time, songs, and a craft for Halloween. I really think this was like Christmas day for Beckham. He l-o-v-e-s to read and look at books. Plus some of his little friends were there too. Afterword, we picked out a few stories to take home. We read them over and over and over again each and every day. We love the library.<br />
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*That night, we went to Bumpa and Nanna's house to celebrate. It was good thing we did, because they <b>know</b> how to celebrate Halloween. We had delicious scones, Halloween dancing, and trick-or-treat fun.<br />
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In total we probably visited 5 houses. After the last house, we had a bit of a melt down. Beckham laid flat on the Burley road. He was done with the whole Trick-or-Treating idea. And that was it. We ended our night on this note. Grumpy and tired. Hopefully he will enjoy running from house to house next year.<br />
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All in all, we had a pretty fun October and enjoy the anticipation of Halloween. And now, I am trying to help this child understand that the festivities are over for a full 365 days. He is still requesting to sing Halloween songs and get candy dressed up as Spider-Man. Oh dear. <br />
<br />The Pollardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01536883536305124155noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121681299390871056.post-63758080756462822642014-10-09T09:39:00.001-06:002014-10-09T09:39:04.866-06:00Big newsWe are very excited to announce that another baby will be coming to our house!<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-36EU84EdqRw/VDasFkzP50I/AAAAAAAACPQ/pw83KxXu1Po/s640/blogger-image--534199559.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-36EU84EdqRw/VDasFkzP50I/AAAAAAAACPQ/pw83KxXu1Po/s640/blogger-image--534199559.jpg"></a></div>The Pollardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01536883536305124155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121681299390871056.post-18072450186854301792014-09-26T08:37:00.000-06:002014-09-26T08:37:39.217-06:00Turning 2We went to a two year check up with our new doctor. Beckham got a shot, which he did not even cry once. What a big boy! Here are the stats from the check up.<br />
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Height - 35.4 inches - 75th percentile<br />
Weight - 30 lbs 6 oz - 75th percentile<br />
Head Circumference - 19.5 inch - 75th percentile (way down from where we were last time)<br />
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And, here is what he is up to these days.<br />
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*Beckham talks our ears off. He has a lot to say and is learning new words every day. Some of my favorites are "Hoooney," ..... One word we could do without is "Nooooo." He says that one with a scowl in a whinny voice.<br />
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*This boy has turned into a picky eater. It is all I can do to get the boy to eat. His favorite foods are PB&J sandwiches, cheese, oatmeal (he calls it O-meal), and just about any fruit.<br />
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*We have a clean boy. Beckham doesn't like sticky hands, out of place toys or household items, or play-do (I guess its too squishy). Hopefully this cleanliness lasts.<br />
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*Beckham is a social butterfly. He likes playing with other children and is quite friendly. However, the mere thought of nursery scares him to death. We do have a difficult time sharing, but with a bit encouragement, he plays quite well with others.</div>
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*Beckham loves to read. A lot. He actually has enjoyed reading ever since we brought him home from the hospital (2 years ago!), but recently he has become a complete bookworm. Some days he request that I read to him, and when I finally look at the clock, I realize that we have been reading for an hour! Those are the days that it is a little too much for me. His favorite reads are: Marvel Superhero book, A Fish Out Of Water, Old McDonald had a Farm, and Brown Bear Brown Bear. Recently, he likes to pretend read to himself out loud.<br />
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* Beckham still loves his binkie. Although he doesn't require it as much (he <i>is </i>a talker!), and it will be taken away quite soon.</div>
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* I have caught Beckham playing pretend quite a bit lately. It makes me happy to see his imagination, and it make me laugh to see him imitate and mirror Jason and me. His favorite activity is to talk on the play cell phones. He runs - literally runs - all over the house with the phone pressed to his ear while jabbering away. Most of the time he is yelling into the phone (maybe Jason and I need to tone our voices down on the phone) and randomly he will burst into laughter.<br />
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* As of a few months ago, our boy decided that superheroes are the best. Beckham is obsessed! We talk about them all. the. time. He has a few action figures that he cannot live without. Jason even printed out pictures of some of them, and Beckham lines them up to visit with them. It is quite comical to watch. Literally. Funny boy!</div>
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* Beckham is a smart boy. He is very good at doing puzzles and is learning his colors. Recently he began counting. He likes to count his animals, random house items, bath toys, books, and superheroes. He says, "Ond, two, free, six, nine, ten!"</div>
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*Kisses make everything better. For the most part, he requests only mom to kiss his "owies" better, which makes me smile. Sometimes when he is playing by himself and he gets a small "owie," he kisses his arm, leg, or hand himself.<br />
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We love this boy to pieces and are enjoying every new thing he does. He makes our little family so happy.</div>
The Pollardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01536883536305124155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121681299390871056.post-15368496276448047082014-09-21T18:10:00.000-06:002014-09-21T18:10:10.171-06:00Jason's birthday #27<div>
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This year we actually celebrated Jason's birthday a day before the big day. We had a special dinner of steak and shrimp (my first time cooking them!) per his request. It's kind of a big deal to make this kind of a dinner because the stakes are a bit high. My husband loves steak and shrimp with his whole soul and it <i>was </i>his birthday!<br />
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Jason's family came over to celebrate with us. Beckham was sure that they were there for him and his birthday. He loved being the center of attention. We had Jason's usual ice cream cake and he blew out candles in the shape of 2-7. </div>
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For his birthday, Jason requested that his gifts be things that he could play with Beckham. Isn't he sweet?! Some of his gifts included nerf guns and the Spider-Man movie. Beckham thought these were fantastic and immediately named them "mine!" These boys are already enjoying the toys.</div>
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Unfortunately, Jason had to work the very next day on his birthday and things went on as usual. We are certain though that we are the luckiest to have Jason in our lives!</div>
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<br />The Pollardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01536883536305124155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121681299390871056.post-8376378471831980042014-09-13T12:49:00.002-06:002014-09-13T12:54:32.721-06:005 years<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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A mere three days after Beckham's birthday, Jason and I celebrated our 5 year anniversary. Jason sent a beautiful bouquet of flowers to me (how sweet!), and we shared a delicious dinner that night in Twin Falls. It is crazy to think about how much has changed for us, but of this I am certain, I am happy to have been with Jason these last five years.The Pollardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01536883536305124155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121681299390871056.post-64865315004631327022014-09-13T12:44:00.000-06:002014-09-13T12:44:04.599-06:00birthday #2On Saturday we began celebrating Beckham's birthday. He is 2!<br />
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We had a nice little party Saturday night and Beckham was delighted to have some fun visitors. Grandma and Grandpa Hall came. We also had our Nanna, aunts, and Kayson and Kyler there. </div>
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and we enjoyed a superhero cake. It was a perfect night.<br />
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Beckham's actual birthday was less than eventful. Dad went to work, and mom and Beckham stayed at home playing. To be fair, Beckham got his way all day long. We even had "black juice" -- root beer -- for breakfast. Beckham also requested pancakes, toast, o-meal, Cheetos, fruit snacks, candy, and cereal for lunch. Yeah. That didn't happen. </div>
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We opened a few more gifts, ate leftover cake, and sang Happy Birthday countless times. It was a good day. However, we did end the day with Beckham throwing a tantrum in his new batman pajamas because he could not bear the thought of going to bed. I guess that means he thought his second birthday was fun. </div>
The Pollardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01536883536305124155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121681299390871056.post-75339678138356616872014-08-21T13:19:00.001-06:002014-08-21T13:20:55.106-06:00Summer RecapSummer flew by this year! A lot has happened to our family this summer so here is a little recap.<br />
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We moved.....and are still trying to get our house together. One day. One day.<br />
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Beckham got a big boy bed.</div>
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We enjoyed playing outside in our yard. Beckham particularly loved playing with the hose and getting wet. We have made some good memories in the back yard.<br />
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Beckham got his first pet. It was two fish. Sparkle and Snowflake. They didn't last long.<br />
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Beckham and I visited Sun Valley (which is worth noting since it is one of my absolute favorite places to be). We visited Grandpa, who was attending the Bankers Convention - he was the Chairman this year. Fancy. We explored the pretty area and I found that Beckham loved the river. He tossed rocks in it for a long time.<br />
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Although I don't have pictures to prove it, we have gone swimming, but only a handful of times. Beckham is a little fish and loves to be in the water - especially with Daddy. They put their faces in the water and blow bubbles. We hope to make it to the pool again before it closes for the winter.<br />
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We attended a few county fairs. It is a big deal around these parts. Everyone looks forward to and attends the fair and rodeo. Beckham found his happiest place on Earth by the animal pens. He made sure to wave and say hello to every animal. It was, "Hi, horse. HI, HORSE!" over and over again. It think he was trying to get some type of response from the animals. He l.o.v.e.d. it and wanted to stay there for hours. I kind of think we have a little 4-H boy in the making.</div>
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Beckham thoroughly enjoyed himself at the parade - scarfing down as much candy as humanly possible. </div>
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Our little boy had never been to a wedding ceremony, and we learned real fast that it is a bit difficult for Beckham to sit still, no matter what the occasion. I had great plans to take lots of pictures, but only got a few, because I was wrestling this one (and so was Jason - it's a team effort!).</div>
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We are so happy for these two. They are perfect for each other. Congratulations to (in the words of Beckham) Court and Whit!</div>
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and we are so happy to have a place of our own.The Pollardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01536883536305124155noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121681299390871056.post-25928847917915259192014-05-20T14:57:00.004-06:002014-05-23T21:10:12.417-06:00working momSo, Jason. Well. Not only is he a college graduate, but he now as a new job. He got a job offer a few weeks ago that we are <strong>thrilled</strong> about. It is out of the state, which means we will be moving soon. I have been looking forward to this new phase in our life for a l.o.n.g. time, but I must say, change is hard. One of the hardest parts of this change has been deciding to stay home. I have finally decided to quit working and staying a home with Beckham.<br>
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The reason it was a hard decision was that I have absolutely loved working. Seriously. LOVED! I had a great job that I loved! I worked there almost 7 years and leaving was difficult for me. I mean I worked there when I got married, graduated college, and had my first child. I had different advancements at the company and enjoyed each position I worked in. I worked with fantastic people and made some great friends. I enjoyed the structure, deadlines, and fast pace of my job. <br>
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I also got to see this wonderful man at work quite a bit. <br>
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Even though I thoroughly enjoyed my career, I would be lying if I said leaving Beckham every morning was easy. Sometimes I was just torn leaving him at the sitter's. I actually think he knew what was happening every morning that I would rush to get him ready to head out the door. There were times that I would put him in the car seat in the morning and he would cry. Other times he would look out the window and not give me the time of day on our way to the sitter's house. He knew the I was leaving, and quite frankly, it broke my heart. <br>
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The great thing about this situation was that I had phenomenal babysitters, who have a special relationship with my son. <br>
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I actually have had a few different sitters since Beckham was born, but for the last year, it has been my mom and sister-in-law, Jessica. They would wave to me from the window or front porch every morning. Sometimes Beckham would cry as I left and they comforted and helped him through the day. <br>
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These women are such a great blessing to me and I will love them forever for being so good to my son while I was a work.<br>
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The thought of quitting has been heart-tangling, but I am excited to be with my little boy and focus my efforts on being the best mom that I can. So, off we go to another adventure!The Pollardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01536883536305124155noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121681299390871056.post-35522708864407637632014-05-06T13:07:00.000-06:002014-05-06T13:08:47.145-06:00graduateHe is officially a college graduate. Jason had graduation on Saturday and it was a fantastic day for our little family.<br />
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Actually, Jason finished up his last classes in December and now has a diploma in hand. Wahoo!</div>
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Just a few things about Jason and his time at Utah State...<br />
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1. He was a very dedicated student and worked very hard for each grade. Jason worked full time and went to school full time - spring, summer, and fall. Jason was very organized and never once procrastinated any of his work. I have been impressed to watch him as a student. He had a few challenges and always worked hard to come out on top.<br />
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2. Did you know I met this handsome guy at Utah State? I think that this school will always have a special place in our hearts. And, Jason will be quick to add that it also took a big place in our wallets too!<br />
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4. Speaking of best semesters, Jason always did very well in the summer semesters. Always. I am still wondering how he could do so well in school in the dead heat of summer fun.<br />
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5. Jason changed is degree a couple of times in school. He officially graduated with a major in Spanish and two minors in Human Resources and Business Management Administration. </div>
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Saturday was a fun day for our family to celebrate all of Jason's hard work. <br />
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The Pollardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01536883536305124155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121681299390871056.post-23316014955570376862014-04-13T12:58:00.000-06:002014-04-13T12:58:10.155-06:00just becauseMy niece snapped a few pictures of our sweet Beckham boy this past week. She caught some great moments.<br />
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Thanks, Rachel!The Pollardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01536883536305124155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121681299390871056.post-17594026894568486042014-03-18T19:47:00.004-06:002014-03-18T21:41:23.277-06:00St. Patrick's Day 2014St. Patrick's Day started out like any other regular Monday, except every one left the house wearing green.<br>
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But when we all arrived home, Beckham found that Shawn Shawn the Leprechaun had paid a visit to our house. He left some gold coins that led to a pot of gold for our boy. </div>
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Well actually, it was chocolate coins and some toy animals, but to Beckham that was as good as gold. </div>
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We also went out to eat. These boys. They are fun to be with. </div>
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And, Daddy took us to CAL Ranch afterwords to see the baby chicks. Beckham was so excited! </div>
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All in all it was a perfect holiday for us. </div>
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It is hard to believe that my little baby is a year and a half! He is such a fun boy to have around and we love him to pieces. </div>
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Cheese! It's the closest thing I could get to a smile!</div>
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It was a bit difficult to get his kid to hold still in the doctor's office for a check up. They had fun things on the wall, toys and books to play with, and candy. Frankly, I don't know why I even bothered to take the camera with us. Here are the stats from the visit.</div>
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Weight: 27lbs - 70th percentile<br />
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Height: 32 inches - 50th percentile</div>
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Head circumference: 49 cm - 90th percentile</div>
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*This boy is in love with animals. Literally. He plays with his farm animals each and every day. It is serious business for Beckham. We put animals in the barn, take them to the wagon, line them up on the windowsil, and start all over again. This process goes on all day long. Seriously. As soon as he wakes up to the minute he falls asleep!</div>
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*And, he LOVES to visit animals. He gets super excited to see tiny birds in the sky, squirrels at the park, and dogs on the sidewalk. If he gets hyped up with that, you can imagine his excitement when we see horses, sheep, and cows. Oh yeah. We talk about those things for weeks. </div>
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*Beckham is a huge fan of hide and seek. We are not quite sure where that came from. He plays the game with us, his farm animals, and stuffed animals. </div>
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*Speaking of stuffed animals, Mr. Beckham Boy enjoys playing with his beloved Cookie Monster, George the teddy bear, and Simba. He has serious talks with them every day.</div>
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*Beckham still uses his binkie. He is very attached to it, and to make things worse, I have noticed recently that he likes to suck his thumb as well. Oh dear!<br />
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*Beckham is a clean little boy. He does not like messes or sticky on his hands. When Jason and I clean the house, he enjoys helping dust with is OWN rag and dusting spray. </div>
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*He speaks! Beckham's first words were Momma, Dada, quack(!), pleeessss, Bumpa, Nana, Papa, and Mama. He can also say just about any animal sound you ask him too. Now, he is beginning to be more animated in talking and is such a champ at try to say new words every day. He will be talking in full sentences sooner than we think! </div>
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*We didn't realize it until recently, but this kid has some curls in his hair. I l.o.v.e love it!<br />
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*Beckham is a good eater. Sometimes it takes some convincing, but he usually does very well. In particular, he is a fan of the cookies. I think he got that from his Mom.</div>
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*Beckham runs and climbs everywhere and I have a difficult time keeping up with him! His little run is funny to watch. His legs swing a bit wide and he pumps one arm very determinedly. Most of the time he stares at the ground over his shoulder, even with our reminders to "watch where you're going." It goes without saying that we have lots of scraped knees round here. </div>
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*I have said it before and I will say it again. Beckham is an outdoors boy. Sometimes I think he would be content to live outside - rain or shine. </div>
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*This boy can't help but feel the beat to music no matter what he is doing. Sometimes I notice that he will bounce his leg to the beat in the car. Other times, we have to stop dead in our tracks to bounce and bob our head to the music. </div>
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*Beckham is really good at folding his arms for prayers. When we say amen, he dramatically unfolds and opens his arms big. </div>
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*We have a little boy who enjoys watching The Lion King and Spirit. Well, only in about 5 minute segments. I really think the only reason these movies capture a little bit of his attention is because they are about animals. </div>
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*We began Nursery! However, Beckham has yet to stay the entire time. </div>
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*Beckham gives great hugs. And, he enjoys sharing them with other children. I have noticed that when he is interacting with other toddlers or babies, he always wants to give them hugs. How sweet!</div>
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We love having this boy around. He really keeps us on our toes but we wouldn't have it any other way. </div>
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Hope your day was great too!The Pollardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01536883536305124155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121681299390871056.post-36601424061679645722014-02-13T12:41:00.002-07:002014-02-13T12:43:52.409-07:00Orlando 2014 - part 3Jason finished up his work shortly before we left beautiful Florida. He was a very busy guy! The day before we left, we visited the Magic Kingdom in Disney World together. It was a rainy day, but we set out anyway to experience the fun.<br />
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In order to get the Magic Kingdom, we had to take a ferry across a lake. I believe this was Beckham's first boating experience. I don't believe he even knew this was a momentous event. <br />
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Upon our arrival, Beckham wanted to ditch the stroller and run crazy. It was a little hectic for Jason and I trying to navigate where we wanted to go and keep track of Beckham toddling around Disney World. We did it though. Sometimes Beckham would stop in the middle of the walkway and sit down for a minute (I'm need a rest, Mom!). Also, there was music playing in the streets of the Magic Kingdom and Beckham would randomly stop to do a little dance to the tunes. I mean, really. If you feel the beat, I guess you just gotta let it out!<br />
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We went on a few rides. One of the first one we got on was Pirates of the Caribbean. Beckham was not too big of a fan of the ride itself. The ride is in a little boat in the dark. It made him a little nervous. He held on to Daddy the entire ride.<br />
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The Tea Cups were a hit though with Beckham. He loved to spin around on the ride. I kind of wish we had more time to ride that one multiple times because Beckham loved it. <br />
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Beckham also liked riding on Dumbo. He was so excited to see elephants on the ride. It just took every ounce of patience that he had to wait his turn to touch Dumbo.<br />
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The whole time we were there, we didn't see very many characters, and I was a little disappointed (not just for Beckham's sake....I still like that too!). We did see Aladdin and Jasmine in passing, but we couldn't get a picture with them. However we did ride on the Magic Carpet, which I guess was the next best thing.<br />
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Most of the time we were there, we were wondering and exploring new things. We got a treat at Gaston's Tavern and actually saw Gaston hanging around, which was cool for me. The boys could have cared less. We visited Tomorrowland in the park - where Buzz and the Incredibles would be found. We had a difficult time there, even with seeing Mr. Incredible form afar. Beckham didn't have nap that day (no good!). Here we are all teary eyed and wet. <br />
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After a few breakdowns, we decided to call it a day. We wondered some shops in the park with Beckham resting on my shoulder, but quickly decided it would be better to go back to the hotel.<br />
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Beckham fell asleep in the upright position on the bus ride to the hotel. It was an exhausting day for a little boy. <br />
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The next day we left Florida bright and early in the morning. Beckham slept for more than half of the plane ride and when we arrived home, this is how he looked. A little bit haggard. <br />
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That's what Disney World will do to you. It is so much fun that it just plain wears you out. But you know what, we loved it. Our little family made some great memories together.The Pollardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01536883536305124155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121681299390871056.post-70425348297568111402014-02-11T16:32:00.001-07:002014-02-11T21:42:47.376-07:00Orlando 2014 - part 2The reason we went to Orlando was for Jason to work, and work he did! He was running all over trying to get things done.<br>
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This is him at "The Expo" where he spent most of his time. Sometimes when it was not busy, Beckham and I would wonder down for a quick visit.<br>
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He also got to meet Lou Holtz at this convention. He was one of the key note speakers, and Jason was ecstatic to meet him.<br>
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With Jason gone most of our stay, that left Beckham and I to have plenty of time on our own. I was actually a little nervous to have so much time without Jason in a place I was not too familiar with, but we had a great time together. Look back at it, I am really grateful for the time we had together. I didn't have to worry about everything back home - work, housework, meal planning, etc. It was so nice to slow down and focus on Beckham. <br>
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We explored every square inch of the hotel grounds. There was so much to see and the grounds were beautiful.<br>
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We also spent some time at Downtown Disney together - just the two of us.<br>
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We even went on a little train ride together in Downtown Disney. So cute! And, this little boy loved it.<br>
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We also spent some time in the hotel, because it was huge. Beckham loved being on the escalators<br>
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And he enjoyed being on the elevator. Each time we got on the elevator, Beckham would do a little dance because being on an elevator is so fun, you know. What a funny boy.<br>
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We found out that Beckham is deathly afraid of the shower. We only had a shower in our hotel, and he did not want any part of it. No sir! So we had to improvise and made the shower into a shallow bathtub, and hey, he really enjoyed it. Some days he just wanted to sit in there with his toys and play. (Notice the band aids on his knees. He had many scrapes and bruises on this trip. And we talked about them every 10 minutes and compared owies with Dad)<br>
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We also found out that Beckham wants to just be a big boy. The night we arrived, we got a crib for him to sleep in, and he would not have it. So for our whole trip, he slept on a hide-a-bed. He slept so good. So good that we are considering moving our crib out of his bedroom back at home. <br>
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Beckham enjoyed having a <em>real</em> phone. No cell phone. A real phone. He played with it like it was the next best thing to sliced bread.<br>
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And, at night we would reunite with Dad. We looked forward to it every night. We would go out to eat and play as long as possible with our Dad.<br>
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Being together at night was the highlight of each and every day. However, I must admit, that I enjoyed every last minute with Beckham - just the two of us. I didn't have to worry about anything and I was able to slow down and just be with my son. I actually realized some things about him that I hadn't noticed before. I saw that this toddler wants so bad to be an independent little boy. I honestly will forever be grateful for the moments that we had together on this trip.The Pollardshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01536883536305124155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121681299390871056.post-51947386611927555152014-02-11T09:25:00.004-07:002014-02-13T12:42:57.310-07:00Orlando 2014 - part 1We <em><strong>r e a l l y</strong> </em> wanted to get away from the snow, so we took a hop, skip, and a jump to Florida last week. <br />
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Well . . . actually, Jason had to visit Orlando from some work, and Beckham and I got to tag along and have some bonding time together. How lucky is that?! We have been so excited for this trip for weeks!<br />
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The night before our plane left, we stayed with Aunt Jenn and Uncle Brandon. They are so good to us! We had so much fun seeing our cute cousins, and it really helped to break up the traveling with our little youngster.<br />
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Beckham just loves little Blake, but we had to keep reminding him that he needed to be soft and talk nice. Sometimes, I found it best to just tell Beckham to just plain look and admire the baby from afar.<br />
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Beckham also had fun with Jennah. She was so nice to show him how to play with the toys. What a sweetheart!<br />
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And, we couldn't have left Aunt Jenn's house without seeing Yogi. I mean, really. Mr. Beckham thinks he is pretty cool.<br />
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Our flight took off in the afternoon, and I had been worrying and stressing about it for weeks. Literally. Weeks. I planned and prepared to entertain a toddler on a long plane ride, and you know what? He did great! We arrived in one piece late at night and smiles on our faces. He was a champ!<br />
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The next day, we visited the temple grounds. It is <em>gorgeous</em>! I cannot emphasize it enough. The Orlando temple is simply stunning. I was so excited when we rounded a bend in the road and a beautiful temple appeared right in front of us up on a hill. It just made my day.<br />
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Beckham thought it was pretty cool too. He loved running all over the grounds in the warm sun.<br />
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We also visited the Animal Kingdom in Disney World. This was easily the highlight of the whole trip for Beckham. He L-O-V-E-D it! I think it was also a hit for his Daddy as well. These two boys were pretty happy to be there together. (I must admit, even though I am not an animal person at all, I was very impressed by the park. It was neat, but really what can you expect?! It's Disney World!)<br />
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Promptly as we entered the opening gate (literally, as we walked up to the gate), Beckham decided it was time for his nap. He got a few minutes of shut-eye on Dad's shoulder before deciding that this place was pretty neat. <br />
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We saw so many things! Here are some of the many fish that we saw, and we even saw an hippo in there too. He came right up to us. None of us had never seen one before and everyone thought that was very cool.</div>
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And, we saw some gorillas. Beckham started squealing with excitement when we got up to the window for the gorillas, but really he was only excited to see a small bunny in the gorilla exhibit. Funny kid.<br />
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Our absolute favorite thing that we did in Animal Kingdom was get on the Safari ride. We saw lots of cool animals out in the open and no visible fences. It was <strong>so</strong> different than seeing animals at a zoo because we were right up next to them.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">An Elephant</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">If you look closely there is a big lion out on the rock, and there were actually quite a few more out there.</span></div>
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At Animal Kingdom we saw some characters, which were completely foreign to Beckham. We saw Winnie the Pooh, Tigger, and Russell and Doug from Up. Beckham was a bit nervous seeing them and was worried about touching any of them.<br />
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Dad decided to get Beckham a little souvenir at one of the shops. Beckham thought little Simba was great and immediately showered his new stuffed animal with hugs and kisses.<br />
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We also wondered the park and saw some fun rides and other random things.<br />
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There are some drums outside of the Safari ride. Beckham was pretty good at playing them.<br />
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Before leaving the park, we got some popcorn which was a huge treat for Beckham. I had no idea that he loved that stuff so much.<br />
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It was no surprise that Beckham fell asleep in Daddy's arms on the way back to the hotel that night. It was a fun day for a little boy.<br />
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Our hotel overlooked Downtown Disney. Before Jason had to run off to work, we took our little family to visit and see what there was to see there.</div>
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We went to lunch at a fun T-Rex restaurant. Beckham was trilled to see all the robotic dinos (that even roared!) and fishes. So much so that it was difficult to get a boy to focus and eat lunch.</div>
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Beckham took a nap in his stroller after the lunch, and Jason and I took a walk and window shopped at all the fun places in Downtown Disney.</div>
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Beckham had a good little nap and Jason and I had a good little time together in Downtown Disney.</div>
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We spend countless hours at the window lately talking about the weather being too cold to go outside. It sure puts a damper on our day.<br>
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Oh, and Daddy showed Beckham how to make faces on the window. At least now we can giggle when we press our faces to the glass to peer outside at the bitter cold.</div>
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