tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73897406527208460272024-02-01T20:10:18.054-08:00The McCord Family AdventuresFamily lifestyle blog, join us on our adventure raising our daughter and twin boys!McCord Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17344403952952298037noreply@blogger.comBlogger243125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389740652720846027.post-75037630412315627862014-06-12T15:16:00.002-07:002014-06-12T19:16:27.416-07:00This Girl!So lately I feel like people are always asking about the twins and they're great, fun and learning something everyday. But, it's my oldest "baby" who has really been amazing me lately! <br>
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Madelyn who turned 5 a little over a month ago has literally turned into a little lady right before my very eyes. I find myself looking at her in awe everyday as she does or says something that makes me realize she isn't my "baby' any more. People are always asking if she is a good helper with the babies, I can honestly say "YES". Now, she has her moments but don't we all? She is a great helper and chooses to help more often then she plays the "I'm not the mommy" card. And yes, she really does use those words. For example, a few nights ago Adam had put Colten to bed and went to take a shower. Maddy and I were still downstairs playing with Carter when I heard Colten crying from upstairs, I knew Carter would throw a fit as soon as I got up to leave the room and he did. As I am upstairs trying to get Colten back to sleep I can hear Carter crying/ screaming downstairs. I am silently praying for Adam to get out of the shower quickly to come help me but he had literally just gotten in. As I rocked Colten back to sleep and listened to Carter cry down stairs it took only a few minutes for me to realize Carter had gotten quiet. I put Colten back to bed and raced down the stairs to find this!<br>
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Maddy had covered him with a blanket, put his paci in his mouth and laid down next to him while she sang to him...he was out!!! I was so proud of her and she was very proud of herself. I seriously looked at her in awe, she's an amazing big sister. I also can't figure out how people have twins without a "little helper" at home.<br>
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*Maleficent Spoiler Alert*<br>
I try to do things where Maddy and I can have some one on one time, this past Sunday was kind of gloomy out so I asked her if she would like to go see a movie. Of course she said yes, I decided to take her to see Maleficent. For some 5 year old it may have been a little scary but my kid likes to watch the Pirates of the Caribbean movies so I knew she could handle it. The movie was great and she was enjoying it and asking a few questions through out. Towards the end of the movie you see the relationship grow between Aurora and Maleficent, their love is un-wavering for each other. At one point during the movie Maddy looked up at me and her tear filled eyes met my tear filled eyes. Of course she started laughing that we were both crying but it hit me hard. My little girl is realizing the emotion and love in this movie and was actually moved to tears. WOW, she really is growing up!<br>
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<div>I love you like crazy, my precious girl!</div><div><br></div><div>*sorry for the dark iphone pics :)</div>McCord Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17344403952952298037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389740652720846027.post-27358056495603111112014-02-28T12:43:00.001-08:002014-02-28T12:44:36.683-08:00The Results Are In<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
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Remember <a href="http://mccordfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2013/10/boobsoverrated-right.html">this,</a> where I talked about getting up the nerve to do the BRCA testing? Well, I did it and we will get to the results shortly but first let me fill you in on a few things that have happened since my original post. <br />
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Let's go back to July 4th, I was in the hospital after giving birth to my twin boys. I had a visit with my grandmother and aunt on my mom's side, they had come to see the babies of course. Some how during that visit we struck up a conversation about doing the genetics testing. I am not sure how we got on the subject or even how the conversation went. What I do remember is my aunt saying she was going to do the test. My grandmother had already done the genetics testing a few years ago and we knew she had tested positive for the BRCA2. I had used the "I will do it after I am done having kids" excuse for a few years. Maybe if I had just had a singleton pregnancy I could have milked that excuse a little longer but since I got a "bonus baby" I knew we were done. No more excuses!<br />
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Fast forward six weeks and I go in for my 6 week check-up, I have a conversation with my doctor and she urges me to do the testing but to give my body 6 months to return to "normal". Fast forward another 3 months and I get a text from my aunt, it says "hey, will you be around tonight? I want to share some information with you about my genetics testing". I think I instinctively knew it wasn't going to be good news. <br />
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I called my aunt later that evening and we talked, she had done the testing and gotten the results. Positive BRCA2. My heart sank, but as we talked I became increasingly more positive about it. She had a plan, she had done her research and was prepared for the results either way. She was going to proceed with a double prophylactic mastectomy. I knew this was the right plan, I had thought about it myself and had decided that if and when I was tested and the result was positive, I would also have the prophylactic mastectomy. With our family history it wasn't IF you got breast cancer it was WHEN. <br />
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Once you decide to have a prophylactic mastectomy you have to do a few screenings prior to the surgery, one of those is an MRI. My aunt was proceeding through the proper steps before her surgery when she received the news that they had in fact found something on her MRI. It was cancer. I can't speak for my aunt because I don't know what was going through her head but I can imagine it wasn't good things, I am sure their were a few choice words. The prognosis was good, it was an early catch and she had already decided to have a mastectomy. So she did! On February 7th, after a 6 hour surgery, she was cancer free and on her way to recovery. Not an easy recovery, but recovery none the less. <br />
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I can tell you my aunt is one of the bravest people I know, that's not an easy decision, let alone an easy thing to go through. She did her homework, made up her mind and proceeded forward. If you hear nothing else out of this blog post, hear this...do the test! This includes MEN too, you aren't excluded just because you're male. Men are being diagnosed everyday with breast cancer and you can also be a carrier to your children. If you have a family history of breast or ovarian cancer, do the test!! It ultimately saved my aunts life. If she had not gone through the genetic testing and had that MRI it could have been years before that spot would have shown on a mammogram. It may have been to late at that point. <br />
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My aunt is now almost a month into her recovery and she is doing great, her doctors are impressed with how she is healing with this first surgery. She also received clear scans of the lymph nodes they removed during the surgery. She still has a long road ahead and more surgery but from what we know she has completed the hardest part.<br />
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Now let's rewind a bit, I met with a genetics counselor a little over a week ago. Adam was out of town for work so my sister went with me to the appointment, honestly I probably would have had her go with me even if Adam had been in town. I guess I feel a since of responsibility to her to do the test and to guide her through the process as well. It was very interesting, they explain how the test works, how our DNA works and do a complete family history. After an hour discussion or so I did the test. It was simple, one vile of blood and off it went, along with the results of both my grandmother and aunt's genetic testing. This helped when they did the testing because they knew exactly what mutation they were looking for. My genetics counselor said to allow two weeks for the results, okay, now I have two weeks of what felt like a 100 pound weight to carry around. <br />
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Yesterday at 3:37pm I look at my phone and see a missed call, I realize it's the Breast Center and they have left a voicemail. I don't even listen to the voicemail because it's only been a week since the test and she said to allow two weeks. I immediately thought, this can't be good news if she's calling me already. I call her back and here is how it goes:<br />
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GC: Hi Sara, I have test results back, do you have a minute?<br />
Sara: Already, it's only been a week. ( I don't think I had mentally prepared myself to hear the results that quickly)<br />
GC: Yep, it was a quick turn around. Are you ready to hear the results?<br />
Sara: Yes<br />
GC: Your results are NEGATIVE for both BRCA1 and BRCA2, you do not have the mutation.<br />
Sara: Are you serious? Are you sure?<br />
GC: Yes, I am positive.<br />
Sara: I could kiss you right now if you were in front of me!!<br />
GC: Well we can send each other a long distance hug. With your negative results you won't need to do anything additional other then continue to get your yearly screenings. <br />
Sara: (In tears) I can't believe it, I never actually thought I would be negative. This is the best news!!<br />
GC: I am happy for you and glad I could deliver good news.<br />
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Then we said our normal good byes and I thanked her for being so kind through the process.<br />
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NEGATIVE!!!! I am still in shock I think, I had convinced myself I was going to test positive and I was going to have the prophylactic mastectomy. I was trying to figure out how I would take care of three kids while going through the process, I knew I would have family support but most people don't have to do stuff like that without the support of your mother. Others can try but there is truly nothing like being looked after by your own mother. So, I believe she and God had a hand in the negative test result, they knew it would be virtually impossible for me to get through without her.<br />
I didn't realize how much it was effecting me, I cannot explain the weight that I immediately felt lift off my body. I cried a lot yesterday, but all good tears! I was in a better mood yesterday afternoon then I have been in a long time. I had know idea the stress it was putting on my body. Honestly, I think even if I had gotten the opposite results yesterday it would've been a relief. It makes me think of the saying "when you know better, you do better", if the results had been positive I would've at least known and could set my plan in motion. <br />
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Now I just have one more step, getting my sister through the process so we can set her plan in motion. I can only hope and pray that her results are the same and the plan we put into motion is one of celebration!<br />
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<br />McCord Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17344403952952298037noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389740652720846027.post-43029583235938616692014-01-02T14:32:00.001-08:002014-01-02T14:32:37.477-08:00Happy New Year 2014!!Happy New Year, we are wishing all of our friends and family a healthy, happy and blessed 2014!<div><br></div><div>2013 will be hard to beat for our family but we're excited to see what it has to offer.</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifR2WIucRnG6V5RUTG2IDK5knMcSLCaUGuj4MSPkN1r3hd-ixysGHO8dAUuLrquUO3RrJEDMZUZzp8IoTB2pT4yIFI9aBGhoFVxYVKfTcPKV9b5sf1Q7Qvgyb1lsMaiQislS4icOfUvvnV/s640/blogger-image-1885393272.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifR2WIucRnG6V5RUTG2IDK5knMcSLCaUGuj4MSPkN1r3hd-ixysGHO8dAUuLrquUO3RrJEDMZUZzp8IoTB2pT4yIFI9aBGhoFVxYVKfTcPKV9b5sf1Q7Qvgyb1lsMaiQislS4icOfUvvnV/s640/blogger-image-1885393272.jpg"></a></div><br></div>McCord Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17344403952952298037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389740652720846027.post-61906872486098809702013-12-01T09:52:00.004-08:002013-12-01T09:53:38.203-08:00I Did It!!I signed up...and as soon as I hit submit I threw up a little in my mouth. Let the adventure to my first half marathon begin!!<br />
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McCord Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17344403952952298037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389740652720846027.post-30137007530476796952013-11-27T05:50:00.001-08:002013-11-29T05:44:27.985-08:00All Aboard!<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Have you watched The Polar Express? Or read the book? If you haven't you should, it's a favorite in our house. </span></div><div><br></div><div>Let me first say I wasn't sure what we would get when I decided to buy the tickets to ride The Polar Express. I heard of a few of these train rides around central Indiana but no one ever shared much on the actual experience. I also read where the French Lick Scenic Railway did one in French Lick, Indiana. Again, not a lot of information. The reviews online were hit or miss but I figured as beautiful as the area is and as fun as I remembered the resort being as a kid we decided to give it a go. I have been to the resort quite a few times with my family and grandparents, it always seemed so huge and beautiful, I knew Maddy would love it.</div><div><br></div><div>We were NOT disappointed and I now have hopes of making it a fun, holiday, tradition! </div><div><br></div><div>C & C are so little this year that we decided not to take them, we dropped them off in Bloomington at my parents along the way. It was also a great opportunity for Adam and I to have some alone time with Madelyn. </div><div><br></div><div>We had purchased the 7:30pm train ride but decided to check-in a little early to enjoy the resort. Adam and I had not been back since we were engaged there in 2005, another reason I love the place so much.</div><div><br></div><div>We did some "exploring" as Maddy likes to call it. The Christmas decorations were beautiful which added to the "magic" of the trip. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lds3tNit2Ms/UpYh98_BuMI/AAAAAAAACG0/Pj7WPDNhur0/s640/blogger-image--1630279889.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lds3tNit2Ms/UpYh98_BuMI/AAAAAAAACG0/Pj7WPDNhur0/s640/blogger-image--1630279889.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9T9tKXR22BY/UpYh1KASVGI/AAAAAAAACGU/5Bxbutf-3r0/s640/blogger-image--1583609954.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9T9tKXR22BY/UpYh1KASVGI/AAAAAAAACGU/5Bxbutf-3r0/s640/blogger-image--1583609954.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UJWeMHF4ujc/UpYiCJMEkII/AAAAAAAACHE/OfN2PpLsZeQ/s640/blogger-image-1522006863.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UJWeMHF4ujc/UpYiCJMEkII/AAAAAAAACHE/OfN2PpLsZeQ/s640/blogger-image-1522006863.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtY5oZqEwOupCggEUCNpBGIZpo59Lk_yHX55e9dciAUo-s49HDIHBkDJkVwwamhXtCeBn50MIpjx2304FM7uzLXV7FrJBJ5uyQFoQIoLMMVmuuz-siNt5YFRkApCUK2_D0ISCVYYkgMy-O/s640/blogger-image--602593388.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtY5oZqEwOupCggEUCNpBGIZpo59Lk_yHX55e9dciAUo-s49HDIHBkDJkVwwamhXtCeBn50MIpjx2304FM7uzLXV7FrJBJ5uyQFoQIoLMMVmuuz-siNt5YFRkApCUK2_D0ISCVYYkgMy-O/s640/blogger-image--602593388.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ldGYya-mWSM/UpYh56BLV2I/AAAAAAAACGk/d5h0y_27jvE/s640/blogger-image-1889582749.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ldGYya-mWSM/UpYh56BLV2I/AAAAAAAACGk/d5h0y_27jvE/s640/blogger-image-1889582749.jpg"></a></div> </div><div>The hotel has a bowling alley and indoor pool, Madelyn was set on doing both so we did a little bowling before dinner and late night swimming after the train ride.</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k9yi9qofy8I/UpYiALW_e1I/AAAAAAAACG8/tKrfUMlA9lM/s640/blogger-image--1013186823.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k9yi9qofy8I/UpYiALW_e1I/AAAAAAAACG8/tKrfUMlA9lM/s640/blogger-image--1013186823.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS4x4e6G2G7Tn-uy8555RXsEZ4eXinBEN9vuGpedL3DZiA6Fivr6XJIeQFl-1JbE0mqqkXW_0tmpxb71-RSNBI7lz_r0TzP7RaTOrgdxo5IwcGPIyFqT3QlByCFINzyNAY65F3BoDmnn1y/s640/blogger-image--1388258434.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS4x4e6G2G7Tn-uy8555RXsEZ4eXinBEN9vuGpedL3DZiA6Fivr6XJIeQFl-1JbE0mqqkXW_0tmpxb71-RSNBI7lz_r0TzP7RaTOrgdxo5IwcGPIyFqT3QlByCFINzyNAY65F3BoDmnn1y/s640/blogger-image--1388258434.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2QQgOsd-QhI/UpYh74CsdMI/AAAAAAAACGs/oRS9cXK4_S0/s640/blogger-image-622668749.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2QQgOsd-QhI/UpYh74CsdMI/AAAAAAAACGs/oRS9cXK4_S0/s640/blogger-image-622668749.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>We walked everywhere since everything is so close. We walked into downtown and had dinner at 33 Brick Street, it's the Larry Bird themed restaurant. It was probably the low part of the trip. It wasn't very good and the service was lacking. We didn't let that put a damper on our fun though!</div><div><br></div><div>After dinner we walked over to the train station for our ride to the North Pole. I snapped this picture of the resort on our walk.</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S51K9PsYKcI/UpZxK1KeV3I/AAAAAAAACHk/2luOua7e_LQ/s640/blogger-image--1734003354.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-S51K9PsYKcI/UpZxK1KeV3I/AAAAAAAACHk/2luOua7e_LQ/s640/blogger-image--1734003354.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>They had heated tents filled with things for the kids to do, gift shop, and professional photograpers to snap your picture. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eKtD0ca7zAk/UpZxQ5uKJcI/AAAAAAAACH8/aUVqij0lREA/s640/blogger-image--1380372202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eKtD0ca7zAk/UpZxQ5uKJcI/AAAAAAAACH8/aUVqij0lREA/s640/blogger-image--1380372202.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">We found our train car and our conductor was there to greet us. 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The conductor came to each family and punched our tickets just like in the movie.</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PRs5-K1LsRk/UpZxO1TVL6I/AAAAAAAACH0/K0SV6PEruUw/s640/blogger-image--1365642058.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PRs5-K1LsRk/UpZxO1TVL6I/AAAAAAAACH0/K0SV6PEruUw/s640/blogger-image--1365642058.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP_LxC5QjigAtGkRFA20ShV-Y7x6VMX0FDinUWSiANaD4qLuGaZAHj2DQ4QAq691tEsgFZ9pfVn_vKGwpdAt4RPCfUcrs-90GgPKK6oGouHTBKULy48WlhLsH6TUs5KzTwIvbLMnz7aPI7/s640/blogger-image--45870030.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP_LxC5QjigAtGkRFA20ShV-Y7x6VMX0FDinUWSiANaD4qLuGaZAHj2DQ4QAq691tEsgFZ9pfVn_vKGwpdAt4RPCfUcrs-90GgPKK6oGouHTBKULy48WlhLsH6TUs5KzTwIvbLMnz7aPI7/s640/blogger-image--45870030.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"> We were served hot chocolate and cookies while they sang and danced to the "hot chocolate" song. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BKRREQudnJY/UpZxG2AoqnI/AAAAAAAACHU/SNdnw9SKGyA/s640/blogger-image-1754429399.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BKRREQudnJY/UpZxG2AoqnI/AAAAAAAACHU/SNdnw9SKGyA/s640/blogger-image-1754429399.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The rest of the story was read as we headed to the "North Pole". Part of the train ride was through a fairly long tunnel which was really neat. Once we arrived we saw Santa and his elves waving to us, the train stopped for a minute so we could look at the lights. Shortly we felt the train start back to the train depot. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The ride back was filled with lots of singing and dancing.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-haLfKthfkg8/UpiYDgzSqjI/AAAAAAAACIM/o61yxVnBRO4/s640/blogger-image--1968299609.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-haLfKthfkg8/UpiYDgzSqjI/AAAAAAAACIM/o61yxVnBRO4/s640/blogger-image--1968299609.jpg"></a></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8REAsU066LA/UpiYHPE9nCI/AAAAAAAACIc/ib8BgttpEHc/s640/blogger-image--1596962136.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8REAsU066LA/UpiYHPE9nCI/AAAAAAAACIc/ib8BgttpEHc/s640/blogger-image--1596962136.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqk_QuZFTng/UpiYFdsGAdI/AAAAAAAACIU/Uzs04Wd6L44/s640/blogger-image--1284832632.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mqk_QuZFTng/UpiYFdsGAdI/AAAAAAAACIU/Uzs04Wd6L44/s640/blogger-image--1284832632.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">AND, a special visitor! Santa had boarded the train and presented each child with the "First Gift of Christmas"! A silver bell, just like the movie. 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As we left the train there were boys dressed as old fashioned newspaper boys handing out papers. It was a cute touch.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1q8c27K7S8k/UpiYMue6e8I/AAAAAAAACI0/IluUvxMtC4k/s640/blogger-image--769578980.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1q8c27K7S8k/UpiYMue6e8I/AAAAAAAACI0/IluUvxMtC4k/s640/blogger-image--769578980.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">We had a blast and will be returning next year, our goal is to get a train car filled with our friends and family. How fun would that be? </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">So, who's going with us!?!?</span></div>McCord Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17344403952952298037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389740652720846027.post-74143374861138276652013-11-10T07:30:00.001-08:002013-11-10T07:30:08.251-08:00It's Beginning to Look A Lot Like...CHRISTMAS!!!! <div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP3pppSsvYszWvRx52AilFO6AiLmEzBER8iU4-Qfszaw_TG9jaobI51tVi3VcRqniAAOBfbkzHVAcIb4gReIGVNEcYLnJOXffhpOfZP5SY8YSSmqK7WeRL-jYTm2wVhHiKsnNZx9QtkJCE/s640/blogger-image--1064357683.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP3pppSsvYszWvRx52AilFO6AiLmEzBER8iU4-Qfszaw_TG9jaobI51tVi3VcRqniAAOBfbkzHVAcIb4gReIGVNEcYLnJOXffhpOfZP5SY8YSSmqK7WeRL-jYTm2wVhHiKsnNZx9QtkJCE/s640/blogger-image--1064357683.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Stay tuned for the finished project!</span></div>McCord Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17344403952952298037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389740652720846027.post-56285562598934946892013-11-04T09:32:00.001-08:002013-11-05T06:21:57.980-08:00Breakfast BurritosI keep seeing breakfast burritos/ tacos everywhere these days, even Steak n' Shake has them on their menu. <div><br></div><div>I decided to give them a try at home, I mean how hard could they be. Plus, I figure if we like them I can make them and freeze them for an easy grab and go breakfast option.</div><div><br></div><div>You can use most anything you want in them but I opted for eggs, sausage, potatoes and shredded cheese.</div><div><br></div><div>I first cut up 1 large potato and fried it in a bit of olive oil, salt and pepper. Cook until fork tender, you want the potato to hold it's shape.</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDSRsufDm8NghbwtTPuUNORtl9kHR2dCqI1nGon4OTKQjGmlI8YMZsK3QipOA88fDmGpaJ3cZJMeJMFEW0QiVi32ve7yeOfdBiKO9QmvMF_u1zE5VyatETAeeMvt6sWTUYfVcp3RAIJG2U/s640/blogger-image--464041598.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDSRsufDm8NghbwtTPuUNORtl9kHR2dCqI1nGon4OTKQjGmlI8YMZsK3QipOA88fDmGpaJ3cZJMeJMFEW0QiVi32ve7yeOfdBiKO9QmvMF_u1zE5VyatETAeeMvt6sWTUYfVcp3RAIJG2U/s640/blogger-image--464041598.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>At the same time I started browning one pound of pork sausage. 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However you normally make your scrambled eggs should suffice.</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgebHXzIfX6qp_nTCadprvNlGilQTTc_soh6yUiH8v56F_Ri0UD5jaAEcl6Cirmw8jvByCX_Gzsd482fAsugVSTtNO_yClPctgoDw9J-hZqlvcNjdrXNHowBs9S6d-JDc0TLH8uPJpfbTQj/s640/blogger-image--951114467.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgebHXzIfX6qp_nTCadprvNlGilQTTc_soh6yUiH8v56F_Ri0UD5jaAEcl6Cirmw8jvByCX_Gzsd482fAsugVSTtNO_yClPctgoDw9J-hZqlvcNjdrXNHowBs9S6d-JDc0TLH8uPJpfbTQj/s640/blogger-image--951114467.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Last step is to assemble them! I used regular store bought tortillas for my shell, then you just pile in a few potatoes, eggs and sausage. 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Sorry for the bad pictures, my kitchen doesn't have the best natural light.</div>McCord Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17344403952952298037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389740652720846027.post-55109928599274498022013-10-28T07:09:00.001-07:002013-10-28T07:16:25.146-07:00Where is Home?Where is home? What do you consider home? Is it where you currently live? For some reason these questions keep coming up for me lately, maybe it's because I'm emotional with having two new babies, or maybe it's that my oldest "baby" is headed to kindergarten next fall. Whatever it is I have done a lot of thinking about "home" lately, and for me, it will always be a combination of places.<br>
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I moved from Bloomington, the town I grew up in, to Indianapolis in 2004. I needed to get out of that town and spread my wings, had to see what else might be out there. I wanted to leave but I didn't want to go far, I mean this girl needed to be able to see her dad & sister within a short drive. Looking back I believe part of me wanted to leave because so much of it reminded me of <a href="http://mccordfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2013/10/boobsoverrated-right.html">my mom</a>, who I had lost a few years prior. It was almost torture to be there and not have her with me. </div>
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I have been in Indianapolis going on 10 years now, Adam and I bought our home almost 8 years ago. I can honestly say that I love our house and we have made it a home. It feels comfortable and cozy, things that I feel are a must in a home. We have family and friends who visit and say they just want to curl up with a blanket and go to sleep, to me this means I have done my job of creating a warm, welcoming house. A place people feel comfortable enough to kick off their shoes, grab a blanket and make them selves at home. This is 'home"!</div>
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McCord Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17344403952952298037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389740652720846027.post-68941091931174514362013-10-21T15:48:00.001-07:002013-10-21T15:48:31.498-07:00Bottles Galore<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW6ze9558fMmBIKiDoL5DTcSruO52lPR6O1OjZ6YMSETTJxelZSkc_37NNEPx26cCVXDv58kPSK4b3qVFiclTpl6Vjy2bF5TIzPZjPAvZMkdzauQUsVFwt-9cGoiL4f8Bk5I7BVviAgx2j/s640/blogger-image-86728979.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW6ze9558fMmBIKiDoL5DTcSruO52lPR6O1OjZ6YMSETTJxelZSkc_37NNEPx26cCVXDv58kPSK4b3qVFiclTpl6Vjy2bF5TIzPZjPAvZMkdzauQUsVFwt-9cGoiL4f8Bk5I7BVviAgx2j/s640/blogger-image-86728979.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">This is my life these days...I wonder how many hours of the day I have a bottle in my hand. 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Between preparing, feeding and washing, it probably feels like more time then it actually is.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">It wouldn't matter if it was 24 hours a day, I wouldn't trade these two for anything!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MDk3S-VFCJE/UmWvN68QH-I/AAAAAAAACD8/y4Ic7ehjqBo/s640/blogger-image--1130738128.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MDk3S-VFCJE/UmWvN68QH-I/AAAAAAAACD8/y4Ic7ehjqBo/s640/blogger-image--1130738128.jpg"></a></div><br></div>McCord Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17344403952952298037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389740652720846027.post-980031943467347262013-10-15T06:26:00.001-07:002013-10-16T19:51:58.894-07:00Fall Field TripsWe are two field trips in already this year, and when I say "we" I am talking Maddy, Carter, Colten and myself. I am THAT mom, paranoid to let her 4 year old go on a field trip without her. Even if it means I have to take my 3 month old twins with me! It's okay, I warned the teacher I would be absolutely NO help to her. <div><br></div><div>Our first trip was to Pleasant View Andersons Orchard for some apple picking, cider tasting and of course play time. Maddy was excited about her bag of apples she got to pick. 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It was a great place, tons of jump houses, playground, hay rides, corn maze, miniature golf and train rides. I had to skip the hay ride, not sure Carter and Colten were up for tractor rides quite yet. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h-vIY0YclCw/Ul9QunbeZfI/AAAAAAAACDU/67raPOBa8FA/s640/blogger-image--1881739876.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h-vIY0YclCw/Ul9QunbeZfI/AAAAAAAACDU/67raPOBa8FA/s640/blogger-image--1881739876.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHQwYG5AaKRBc3OOP37hN2Tl8ww6fd6ehKkHcL3wbuWj9bhtWqp_L6h7sVyGzJAHBNLcAx4kk0OnD7yDi09EysnWI2EkRm8nXfeNHihyUUEeNe-nGZk6bjF2i9QIY9DdBJCTO2tSIx_VrQ/s640/blogger-image--112265966.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHQwYG5AaKRBc3OOP37hN2Tl8ww6fd6ehKkHcL3wbuWj9bhtWqp_L6h7sVyGzJAHBNLcAx4kk0OnD7yDi09EysnWI2EkRm8nXfeNHihyUUEeNe-nGZk6bjF2i9QIY9DdBJCTO2tSIx_VrQ/s640/blogger-image--112265966.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qWIMg4wRgqY/Ul9Qxsxs4LI/AAAAAAAACDk/SQXQ7G8rmbk/s640/blogger-image--1260629665.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qWIMg4wRgqY/Ul9Qxsxs4LI/AAAAAAAACDk/SQXQ7G8rmbk/s640/blogger-image--1260629665.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Maddy picked a cute little pumpkin all on her own! It was a bit muddy, it had rained the night before. It was impossible to keep the kids off of the slides and bounce houses, they were all a bit wet and muddy by the end of the trip. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrEay2aBshQ7s9aHEyCIO5qSVy8cUmEsgbKGT-WawhfdH173QRrJ6574mncn25tkwQFb3aGBaF50ygYOKa06fJRk9IZzSK6jkatLotgbb75WZS18u2fRSDKSyYoCKBicCswBeUg6QtqChq/s640/blogger-image-829989266.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrEay2aBshQ7s9aHEyCIO5qSVy8cUmEsgbKGT-WawhfdH173QRrJ6574mncn25tkwQFb3aGBaF50ygYOKa06fJRk9IZzSK6jkatLotgbb75WZS18u2fRSDKSyYoCKBicCswBeUg6QtqChq/s640/blogger-image-829989266.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrKsnHQ3WPyOEmlB98BzPGyriJ5MSWNFbXOtlgWGwRyt5WdvpAsiW6SwcnNSerHXcea49FVvOY3LJBFAvtNiUpzNw3kw0x8DsXsRN7gjLzwrqWiCHX8bnbU0iHF7Oa9QD1YdmxqML2tmwd/s640/blogger-image--331059119.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrKsnHQ3WPyOEmlB98BzPGyriJ5MSWNFbXOtlgWGwRyt5WdvpAsiW6SwcnNSerHXcea49FVvOY3LJBFAvtNiUpzNw3kw0x8DsXsRN7gjLzwrqWiCHX8bnbU0iHF7Oa9QD1YdmxqML2tmwd/s640/blogger-image--331059119.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div>Maddy thoroughly enjoyed herself and was falling asleep before I got the car out of the campground. </div><div><br></div><div>Two field trips down! Wonder how many more I will go on over the years with these kiddos?!?!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9tlsrhBVpIg/Ul9QwCnqixI/AAAAAAAACDc/ljsBzm304pg/s640/blogger-image--386136827.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9tlsrhBVpIg/Ul9QwCnqixI/AAAAAAAACDc/ljsBzm304pg/s640/blogger-image--386136827.jpg"></a></div><br></div>McCord Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17344403952952298037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389740652720846027.post-77753423954449714262013-10-13T18:10:00.000-07:002013-10-13T19:52:30.876-07:00Boobs...overrated right?!?!<div>
Well, I guess it's a matter of opinion, and frankly probably depends on whether you're male or female in most cases. October is Breast Cancer Awareness month, many of you know that <a href="http://mccordfamilyblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/october-is-breast-cancer-awareness.html">I lost my mom</a> almost 13 years ago to the horrible disease. I in no way intend for this to be a depressing blog post but I want to bring awareness, especially since my friends and myself included are at the age where breast cancer becomes real. My mom was only 39 years old when she was first diagnosed, within 2 years she had undergone chemotherapy, radiation, surgery, remission, more surgery, more treatment and ultimately death, at only 41 years old. I am fast approaching these same ages, 39 is only 6 1/2 years away, 41 is only 8 1/2 years away. Reality is settling in... I have to do something about it!! </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dELDOzmlLtg/UltG1sLRfrI/AAAAAAAACCA/79PeJpKqOZY/s640/blogger-image-737754757.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dELDOzmlLtg/UltG1sLRfrI/AAAAAAAACCA/79PeJpKqOZY/s640/blogger-image-737754757.jpg"></a></div> Me with my mom 1999</div>
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I find the numbers to be startling when you look at how many people will be diagnosed with Breast Cancer this year in the US alone. The estimate is 232,340 new cases of invasive breast cancer and 64,640 new cases of situ breast cancer. Unfortunately it also shows an estimate of 39,620 breast cancer deaths. We absolutely have to be proactive and do our self checks as well as get mammograms. Since 2005, the incidence of breast cancer has remained stable. While this is good news I would really love to see the word decline instead of stable. </div>
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So what am I going to do about it? Well, my sister and I have had this conversation numerous times. I have decided to meet with a Genetics Counselor and get tested for the BRCA1 and BRCA2 gene. I have delayed doing so because I didn't want the results to impact my decision to have kids. Selfish, maybe? And FEAR!!! I won't lie, I am terrified. I guess the unknown has been kind of comforting in a way. I am going to conquer this fear, because every time I feel a twinge or pain I can't let my mind take over. What if it's BREAST CANCER? It's the first step, once I have the results then I can make a more educated decision on what step 2 is. One thing I do know for sure, I'm not ready to leave my babies and husband any time soon. I will do what makes the most sense for our family. </div>
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What would you do if you tested positive for the BRCA gene? I want to share one <a href="http://www.outforaruntraining.com/2013/08/brca-2-gene-my-decision.html">story</a> with you. I grew up with <a href="http://www.outforaruntraining.com/2013/08/brca-2-gene-my-decision.html">Lindsey</a> and her sisters in Bloomington, we went to the same church and attended youth group together. I find her story to be so inspiring and in part more reason I have decided to meet with a Genetics Counselor. <a href="http://www.outforaruntraining.com/2013/08/brca-2-gene-my-decision.html">Lindsey</a> did the genetics testing along with her sisters and after testing positive with the BRCA2 gene decided to have a prophylactic double mastectomy. Lindsey is strong, courageous and brave!!! Please go read <a href="http://www.outforaruntraining.com/2013/08/brca-2-gene-my-decision.html">her story</a> and keep her in your prayers as she is in her recovery stage now. Lindsey, thank you for giving me the extra push I needed. Reading your story helped me realize I need to stop avoiding it and make the decision to get tested, we cannot let fear win!</div>
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Source: <a href="http://ww5.komen.org/">Susan G Komen</a></div>
McCord Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17344403952952298037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389740652720846027.post-11716731622702868032013-10-06T07:13:00.000-07:002013-10-06T07:18:59.713-07:00My New Aldi ObsessionWhen Adam and I decided I wouldn't be returning to work full time I new I needed to find a few ways to cut down on some of our costs. I began reading a book called "Miserly Moms, Living Well on Less in a Tough Economy" by <a href="http://www.miserlymoms.com/default.htm">Jonni McCoy</a>. She had some great tips, one of which I knew would be huge for our family and that was cutting down on our food cost. <br>
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I started clipping coupons but I quickly realized I was horrible at actually remembering to use them and often times the store brand was still cheaper even after you use a coupon on a name brand. I reduced our cost a little but still felt like I could do better. During a specific week I had the store <a href="https://www.aldi.us/en/">Aldi</a> come up in two different conversations, I had never shopped there and honestly thought it was probably low quality food. I am not willing to compromise taste for my family. After a little research online I decided to give <a href="https://www.aldi.us/en/">Aldi</a> a try and...I'm hooked!!<br>
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First let me tell you a little about <a href="https://www.aldi.us/en/">Aldi</a> and what makes it different from other grocery stores. It's small and compact, this I like because I don't have to walk 2 miles from one side of the store to the other. Not that I don't need the exercise but it's more of a time thing. <a href="https://www.aldi.us/en/">Aldi</a> originated in Germany and the founder also started the Trader Joe's grocery chain. They offer a Double Guarantee on their products, this means they will not only replace something they also refund your money. <a href="https://www.aldi.us/en/">Aldi</a> is able to keep costs low a few ways but here are a few you will notice while shopping. You need a quarter to get your shopping cart, this cuts down on staff costs because they don't have to worry about collecting carts throughout the day. Every one takes their cart back to get your quarter back! They don't have shelves, the products are stacked on pallets. You bag your own groceries, they have bags but you have to buy them. I love this because I use my own reusable bags and feel like it's another way my family can help the environment and lessen our footprint. The store hours are fewer then most premium grocery stores, they only stay open during the "busy" shopping hours. The staff that check you out are also the staff stocking your shelves. I noticed after a few trips that <a href="https://www.aldi.us/en/">Aldi</a> cashiers are way faster then cashiers in other stores, I found out that they place bar codes in numerous spots on their products, this makes for a faster check out process. <br>
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Once I decided to give <a href="https://www.aldi.us/en/">Aldi</a> a try I was a bit hesitant, I only bought a few things. I did notice that their produce was so much cheaper, and it looked good too. I bought some avocados and pineapple, both of which I returned a few days later and bought more of. They were great!! I have been shopping at <a href="https://www.aldi.us/en/">Aldi</a> for a few months now and I am totally hooked, I am actually mad at myself for not shopping here earlier. I have bought everything from chips to goat cheese to pumpkin spice creamer. Some items have been even better then the premium, name brand product. The only item we have purchased and not cared for thus far has been their shells and cheese, and honestly, I don't need to be buying that any way. I haven't bought much meat, not because it doesn't look good but because I don't find the prices to be cheaper. We tend to buy our meat more in bulk and freeze it.<br>
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So here are a few of our favorites to buy at <a href="https://www.aldi.us/en/">Aldi:</a><br>
Ritz Crackers<br>
Shredded Cheese<br>
Coffee Creamers<br>
Spices and all baking products<br>
Hummus<br>
Tortillas<br>
Produce, Produce, Produce (it's always limited to what's in season)<br>
Bacon<br>
String Cheese<br>
Mini Muffins<br>
Eggs<br>
Sangria<br>
Tortilla Chips<br>
Yogurt tubes<br>
Toilet Paper (it's seriously good)<br>
Crescent Rolls<br>
Goat Cheese<br>
Rice<br>
Pasta<br>
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So far I am impressed and continue to be amazed at how much I get for what I spend. So I urge you to give <a href="https://www.aldi.us/en/">Aldi</a> a try. If you need a shopping buddy for your first trip email me, I am always looking for a reason to go!!!<br>
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She was so proud of the apples she picked, it was really sweet!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The day before the field trip I went to the grocery store and in a tired fog forgot we were going to be picking apples. So naturally I bought the largest bag they had! Needless to say I needed to use some apples and decided to experiment with apple crisp. My second attempt was the best so I thought I would share the recipe. 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Place them evenly in two layers in your dish and sprinkle with a little cinnamon and apple pie spice (optional).</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J0H5O0bVfAs/Ukjij_yWPGI/AAAAAAAACAg/FHQ-ww9Libk/s640/blogger-image--1842573934.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J0H5O0bVfAs/Ukjij_yWPGI/AAAAAAAACAg/FHQ-ww9Libk/s640/blogger-image--1842573934.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">In a seperate bowl combine your flour, oats, sugar, brown sugar and salt. Cut in your cold butter. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YwDWoe6E-Po/UkjiguOi1yI/AAAAAAAACAQ/iuYbjVWpQc8/s640/blogger-image-2005692768.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YwDWoe6E-Po/UkjiguOi1yI/AAAAAAAACAQ/iuYbjVWpQc8/s640/blogger-image-2005692768.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">This is the fun part, begin mixing with your hands until all ingredients are combined, it should be crumbly. Cover the apples with the crumb mixture. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BanSjsz31qo/UkjingJLTkI/AAAAAAAACAw/qrO220foXng/s640/blogger-image--2120120578.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BanSjsz31qo/UkjingJLTkI/AAAAAAAACAw/qrO220foXng/s640/blogger-image--2120120578.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Bake at 375 for 40 mins, the top should be slightly brown. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5bE89gUVP63UDUyPXEFfo20zuUGcpVOE2us93MEAzFdLfy_-xm0dalobgTzL6Gh-SytxbxrEQ_LGS18jNi8Zm9kZjfYrQKsVaNVo2HjTqf7BJ1Owuyb3tURfdNPBMfFCyuY8bbcrrvP1S/s640/blogger-image-1758876848.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5bE89gUVP63UDUyPXEFfo20zuUGcpVOE2us93MEAzFdLfy_-xm0dalobgTzL6Gh-SytxbxrEQ_LGS18jNi8Zm9kZjfYrQKsVaNVo2HjTqf7BJ1Owuyb3tURfdNPBMfFCyuY8bbcrrvP1S/s640/blogger-image-1758876848.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Enjoy!!</div>McCord Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17344403952952298037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389740652720846027.post-51524100508606120302013-09-21T09:36:00.000-07:002013-09-21T09:58:28.840-07:00Are You Surviving?<br>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Are you surviving? It's a question I get A LOT! I know what people mean when they ask me this, but I also won't lie when I say "what did you expect me to do"? Do people honestly think that I may not survive? I hope not!! And dare I say that not only are we surving but I think we are doing it quite well!! Now don't get me wrong, it can be hard sometimes but I can't help but think that this is the easy part, wait until they are mobile. </span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Loading up the car is another adventure, of course we had to buy a new vehicle. Everyone says "did you get a mini-van"? NO, I refused! Would it make my life easier? Yes, probably. I have always said I would NEVER drive a mini-van. I have nothing against them, it's just one of those things I never saw myself doing. Honestly we were already preparing for so many changes that a mini-van wasn't another change I was ready to make. So, I settled for a third row SUV. I LOVE it and I still feel like "Me"! Going anywhere takes a little more preparation and organization but we are taking it in stride. Adam and I have never been a couple to sit at home so we figure we might as well break them in sooner rather then later. The other night as I was laying in bed (exhausted), I realized I had loaded the boys in and out of the car 16 times that day...that's times TWO! The stroller was an additional 8 times in and out of the back of the vehicle. I figure if nothing else I will have awesome arms after a few months of all this lifting. Right now I can still carry them both in and out of the house at the same time but as they grow bigger I can tell that will be short lived.</span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Restaurants? Let's just say we chose them wisely and you become very friendly with the hostess. When they see us coming with the bus that's my stroller they're usually more than happy to find us a spot we can all fit. I am certain the other night at a local eatery the hostess cut us in line, the people before and after us were both told a 40 minute wait. It has it's perks I guess! It only occurred to me the other night that as the boys grow we will no longer be able to sit in a booth or a regular 4 top table.</span></div><div><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div>
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McCord Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17344403952952298037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389740652720846027.post-77590680145250411152013-09-15T13:47:00.001-07:002013-09-16T06:20:31.007-07:00Pumpkin Oatmeal Chocolate Chip CookiesWell it's no secret that I love Fall and all things pumpkin. It didn't take long for me to make my first batch of Pumpkin Chocolate Chip Cookies, only this year I changed it up a bit and added in oats as well! <br />
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McCord Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17344403952952298037noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389740652720846027.post-69911900672258381252013-09-09T07:40:00.002-07:002013-09-09T07:40:25.476-07:00Follow Me On Bloglovin<a blog="" claim="y8rpd8au9hb"" href="https://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=" http:="" www.bloglovin.com="">Follow">http://www.bloglovin.com/blog/10576333/?claim=y8rpd8au9hb">Follow</a> my blog with BloglovinMcCord Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17344403952952298037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389740652720846027.post-36046857198810639742013-09-09T06:59:00.001-07:002013-09-09T06:59:48.423-07:00Friends & Football!Football season is back y'all and that makes this family pretty happy. We love to cheer on our Colts and Hoosiers! This past weekend we went 1-1. The Colts won over the Raiders but our Hoosiers fell to Navy. I guess if you have to lose it might as well be to Navy, it's not like you can root against our military.<div><br></div><div>We enjoyed going to Bloomington on Saturday to cheer on the Hoosiers with friends. My dad and step-mom were kind enough to watch the boys while we tailgated and went to the game. Madelyn went with us, it was her first college football game. She was mostly excited to see the cheerleaders and her little "boyfriend" Ben! Ben is my best friend Kara's little boy. He and Madelyn are smitten with each other and so stinkin cute! They are like a little married couple, constantly looking out for each other and Maddy does an excellent job of bossing Ben around. Poor guy! Kara and I are already planning the wedding!</div><div><br></div><div>What teams do you love to cheer on? Here is to a great football season and who knows...maybe a Colts Superbowl appearance!!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I2AqVoStdNM/Ui3UO8pafjI/AAAAAAAAB9k/2Gim9Xzaw_A/s640/blogger-image-1982025569.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I2AqVoStdNM/Ui3UO8pafjI/AAAAAAAAB9k/2Gim9Xzaw_A/s640/blogger-image-1982025569.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rAKi6h0Sbeg/Ui3UUuPztYI/AAAAAAAAB98/x8Ut6VhqzbU/s640/blogger-image-1956005876.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rAKi6h0Sbeg/Ui3UUuPztYI/AAAAAAAAB98/x8Ut6VhqzbU/s640/blogger-image-1956005876.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nzl61YxStiE/Ui3UNI9O6wI/AAAAAAAAB9c/AwIZMF-bwYI/s640/blogger-image-2001291102.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nzl61YxStiE/Ui3UNI9O6wI/AAAAAAAAB9c/AwIZMF-bwYI/s640/blogger-image-2001291102.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaZBzS5Rq0wpsQU6GmNqPkZFo5qrDy1d775dTrkfSrj7D-OLnX1ImqojrYZZGy1vh8CJNyhXc3Y-bUEWC6BirOT5raY6E1hnk4qKHNkilxzAJzeSnMqOxnzsny2IXDTcPOvtnyFY6LMfp_/s640/blogger-image-1739314870.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgaZBzS5Rq0wpsQU6GmNqPkZFo5qrDy1d775dTrkfSrj7D-OLnX1ImqojrYZZGy1vh8CJNyhXc3Y-bUEWC6BirOT5raY6E1hnk4qKHNkilxzAJzeSnMqOxnzsny2IXDTcPOvtnyFY6LMfp_/s640/blogger-image-1739314870.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nc8YOsNXRXs/Ui3US-sBNWI/AAAAAAAAB90/M3lDO-4cbRM/s640/blogger-image-1562629682.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nc8YOsNXRXs/Ui3US-sBNWI/AAAAAAAAB90/M3lDO-4cbRM/s640/blogger-image-1562629682.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dizUMKm0Rx0/Ui3UQsqqEgI/AAAAAAAAB9s/Bk3tj_yO5lA/s640/blogger-image--302729747.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dizUMKm0Rx0/Ui3UQsqqEgI/AAAAAAAAB9s/Bk3tj_yO5lA/s640/blogger-image--302729747.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div>McCord Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17344403952952298037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389740652720846027.post-45901807692838807522013-09-05T10:37:00.001-07:002013-09-06T02:21:22.133-07:001st Day Pre-K 2013This is the LAST first day of pre-school for my baby girl. I can't believe this time next year she will be in Kindergarten. Time really does fly, and my house is a little quieter this morning!<div><br></div><div>Madelyn at 4 years old:</div><div><br></div><div>Grade: Pre-k</div><div>Teacher: Mrs. Ferguson</div><div>Favorite Color: Pink</div><div>Favorite Food: Gummies & Mini Muffins</div><div>Favorite Song: Cruise by Florida Georgia Line</div><div>Something You Do Well: Color</div><div>When I Grow Up I Want To Be: Singer & Teacher</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1b9VeBV0lpo/UijBP39gKiI/AAAAAAAAB9A/wp6vj7DsQ30/s640/blogger-image--2009720376.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1b9VeBV0lpo/UijBP39gKiI/AAAAAAAAB9A/wp6vj7DsQ30/s640/blogger-image--2009720376.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div>McCord Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17344403952952298037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389740652720846027.post-62673470496154233562013-09-02T18:02:00.001-07:002013-09-03T15:14:26.836-07:00Labor Day Weekend 2013Labor Day weekend is always a little bitter sweet as we say goodbye to Summer, but in this family we love and embrace Fall. <div><br></div><div>We spent the weekend in true McCord style...busy! Adam made it a four day weekend so we took the opportunity to tour and check out a new pre-school for Madelyn. We loved it and she will start this week! Madelyn has been home with me everyday since the end of May, we could tell she was becoming bored and needed something else. Lets face it, giving her what she needs with two newborns at home is virtually impossible. Going back to school will be a blessing for all of us. We took her to buy a new backpack and lunch box on Friday, she is very excited!</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p-COMpl_F7Q/UiYWMyiq91I/AAAAAAAAB8Q/eqzdb-B6ILk/s640/blogger-image-430718820.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p-COMpl_F7Q/UiYWMyiq91I/AAAAAAAAB8Q/eqzdb-B6ILk/s640/blogger-image-430718820.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Saturday morning we headed to Ohio to celebrate my best friends little boys birthdays, it was our first out of state trip with the boys. Kara has two boys, Ben just turned 4 and Matthew 2. The birthdays are a a few days apart so she does a combo party and she does it well! It has actually given me a few tips on how to throw a party for my twin boys when the day comes.<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7WlrtqYA6jNZdXL-Mrh0px9vkPGJfEs1bD968lRvdK8SMGkZChe50Sf1nsfFWdK8yD311q1lIYuon5mZVuFl6P_GyYdhprg7U9RvSfGsFRcXE2NyM2gnZbXbZZkTEAncXcOShFzi_273a/s640/blogger-image--911745159.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7WlrtqYA6jNZdXL-Mrh0px9vkPGJfEs1bD968lRvdK8SMGkZChe50Sf1nsfFWdK8yD311q1lIYuon5mZVuFl6P_GyYdhprg7U9RvSfGsFRcXE2NyM2gnZbXbZZkTEAncXcOShFzi_273a/s640/blogger-image--911745159.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">On Sunday we headed to Adam's parents house for some lake time and a cook-out. We got in a little boating, fishing, relaxing and family time. We decided to make it our first over night with the boys and it went great. Carter and Colten slept for 7 1/2 hours before waking to eat. It was awesome!! Madelyn got to swim and fish, two things she has become very good at.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VvCfyUPbgek/UiZfQTb_LgI/AAAAAAAAB8w/G9AVUxJc2U0/s640/blogger-image-167232448.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VvCfyUPbgek/UiZfQTb_LgI/AAAAAAAAB8w/G9AVUxJc2U0/s640/blogger-image-167232448.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n6OfHA72ioQ/UiZfOs11EzI/AAAAAAAAB8o/Uc0LeTKzdjc/s640/blogger-image--846768937.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-n6OfHA72ioQ/UiZfOs11EzI/AAAAAAAAB8o/Uc0LeTKzdjc/s640/blogger-image--846768937.jpg"></a></div> The boys helping me cook on Sunday</div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">On Monday we headed home to rest up a bit and plant some Fall flowers. We are ready for football, tailgating, crisp nights, and all things Fall!!</div></div></div>McCord Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17344403952952298037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389740652720846027.post-18325218574874771292013-08-30T11:50:00.000-07:002013-09-11T08:50:41.233-07:00Mmmmmmm, Chili!<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;">
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1 Large Green Pepper</div>
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1 can Tomato Paste</div>
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1 Pkg. McCormick Original Chili Seasoning</div>
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1 1/2 cups Elbow Macaroni</div>
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1 can Green Chilies</div>
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Worcestershire Sauce (6 shakes)</div>
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12 oz. Favorite Beer</div>
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<a data-pin-config="above" data-pin-do="buttonPin" href="https://pinterest.com/pin/create/button/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.flickr.com%2Fphotos%2Fkentbrew%2F6851755809%2F&media=http%3A%2F%2Ffarm8.staticflickr.com%2F7027%2F6851755809_df5b2051c9_z.jpg&description=Next%20stop%3A%20Pinterest"><img src="//assets.pinterest.com/images/pidgets/pin_it_button.png" /><script src="//assets.pinterest.com/js/pinit.js" type="text/javascript"></script></a>McCord Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17344403952952298037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389740652720846027.post-86486478334151861222013-08-20T09:21:00.001-07:002013-08-22T06:47:20.730-07:00Post Baby Weight LossThe dreaded weight loss after baby (babies), it's something you start planning for those last few months of pregnancy. What is my action plan going to be? How will I lose the weight? How hard will it be? All questions/ thoughts that start swimming through your head. <div><br></div><div>With this pregnancy I gained 42 pounds, much better than the 68 I gained with my first pregnancy, and with twins I might add. At 7 weeks post- partum I have lost 33 of the 42 pounds. Now, don't get me wrong, 14 of that was straight babies. The thing is, I don't just want to lose the remaining 9 pounds to get to my pre-pregnancy weight. I have 34 more pounds I need to shed. I'm not going to lie, that number is terrifying to me but I also know it's possible. </div><div><br></div><div>My goal is to run my first half marathon next May. I have plenty of time to train but feel like I need to put it out there in the universe to hold myself accountable. I started running before I got pregnant and had got to where I could run 4 miles. Then I found out I was having twins and running was no longer an option for me. Now I am starting back over at square one. I have been cleared by my doctor and bought myself some new running shoes, it's time to hit the pavement! </div><div><br></div><div>I am looking forward to it, this is me time. I enjoy the sound of my feet hitting the pavement, call me crazy but I don't listen to music when I run. I love to hear the sounds around me and I feel like I am more intune with my breathing when I have no distractions. </div><div><br></div><div>So wish me luck on my goal to 13.1 miles, I am sure there will be ups and plenty of downs to share. Here is to getting healthy!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDEdBAQ8Cnc9VJ1PFA5RhDHKnG0XNQgBRUOqmsNPc-yfgRou_pw-SKOAEEX3HuYa8UoNhKioOkjyG99rSrNjs2wcrfjvq1vJVuzSMGKlFWxxEMhsWy7ZN_-pyXSWarSRbTcAzFTtTZI1Lp/s640/blogger-image--880661919.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDEdBAQ8Cnc9VJ1PFA5RhDHKnG0XNQgBRUOqmsNPc-yfgRou_pw-SKOAEEX3HuYa8UoNhKioOkjyG99rSrNjs2wcrfjvq1vJVuzSMGKlFWxxEMhsWy7ZN_-pyXSWarSRbTcAzFTtTZI1Lp/s640/blogger-image--880661919.jpg"></a></div><br></div>My first 5k from last summer! That was a big accomplishment for me.</div><div><br></div>McCord Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17344403952952298037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389740652720846027.post-31325659749930671092013-08-08T14:10:00.001-07:002013-08-12T10:38:01.706-07:00Seven Years & Going Strong<div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Where does the time go? It doesn't seem possible that Adam and I have been married for seven years and together for over 10. I am blessed to have found such a great partner and best friend.</span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">When Adam and I were dating and things began to get serious we naturally had a few conversations about children. He said he would like to have two kids, I said I would like three. After we had Madelyn we still hadn't agreed whether we would just have one more or would I get my way (wink wink) and try for two more. Fast forward 3 1/2 years and we decide it's time to try for number two! Fast forward another month and I am pregnant and headed to our first ultrasound at 8 weeks pregnant. This is the day we got the "SURPRISE you're having TWINS"!! I guess there will be no need for that future conversation about #3!</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">So, why am I telling you this? Because I knew I had an amazing husband, but it was on that day that I realized he was beyond amazing. I think most men would have had a freak out moment, Adam stayed calm...for me. I was having the freak out moment! Yes, I said I wanted three kids, I just didn't think I would get two at once. </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">We are now 8 months after that day and we have 1 month old twin boys. My husband continues to amaze me and prove that I picked the best partner. For example, every night Adam washes any dirty bottles and prepares the 6 bottles the boys will consume during the night. Then he will prepare bottles for the next day, once he is gone all I have to do is add the formula to the water. He makes sure my coffee is ready to go each morning so I can have it when I wake up, for all you coffee drinkers you know how important it is! Every evening Adam gets down in the floor with Carter and Colten to "play"! This gives me a few mintues to myself and also keeps them awake so they will sleep. He is the best at getting Madelyn outside for a bike ride or sprinkler action. I could go on but I think you get the point. I'm one lucky girl!!</span></div><div><br></div><div>Adam, thank you for being an amazing husband, father and best friend! Thank you for picking me to share this adventure with. I love you!</div><div><br></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdwiGb90NDLxkF33jIt7DGjqElF2-pw-WxAMmSI8uThD6mgPoOlMw4BHUnVtDiYeetHaqh7-ho7lp-tp_6cXbTreYBsBYpTSn99JzfIf1D0Ywy9ZDKkLKbmcDVEZVLBUA-OwdQUo-NMePg/s640/blogger-image--1325686612.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdwiGb90NDLxkF33jIt7DGjqElF2-pw-WxAMmSI8uThD6mgPoOlMw4BHUnVtDiYeetHaqh7-ho7lp-tp_6cXbTreYBsBYpTSn99JzfIf1D0Ywy9ZDKkLKbmcDVEZVLBUA-OwdQUo-NMePg/s640/blogger-image--1325686612.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div>McCord Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17344403952952298037noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389740652720846027.post-12005833662543204512013-08-08T06:37:00.001-07:002013-08-08T06:37:17.114-07:001 Month OldI can't believe they are a month old already!! I don't have stats yet, we don't go back to the doctor until the 16th but I wanted to at least share a picture. <div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEk0c8hsLfpAsHdv1FEV61lKSrYizAt1oaZEv_NhUPXjkOZGPAjJ5QGHI8X9tTecEO5JRUq3tYEeLeWUZfeHmUEvFpDPCMnBE65qm92H6bB_iQya-ssoNtGr66UCGDTWxWl19J9IPOdzum/s640/blogger-image-867629711.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEk0c8hsLfpAsHdv1FEV61lKSrYizAt1oaZEv_NhUPXjkOZGPAjJ5QGHI8X9tTecEO5JRUq3tYEeLeWUZfeHmUEvFpDPCMnBE65qm92H6bB_iQya-ssoNtGr66UCGDTWxWl19J9IPOdzum/s640/blogger-image-867629711.jpg"></a></div> Lets hope these photo shoots get easier as they get older, neither one was interested in getting their picture taken.</div><div><br></div><div>P.S. Thanks to my good friend, Kristen, for the month stickers!</div>McCord Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17344403952952298037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389740652720846027.post-61469912582911331222013-08-01T18:00:00.001-07:002013-08-02T07:44:21.743-07:00First Month- What Did I LearnSo we have one month under our belts as parents of twins, I can't say it has been easy but it's not as hard as I expected. Now, give me a few more months when they're mobile and I may retract the above statement.<div><br></div><div>I thought I would share a few things I have had the opportunity to learn over the past month:</div><div><br></div><div>• A scheduled C-section is way better than laboring for hours before you get wheeled into the operating room.</div><div><br></div><div>• If you think you have enough diapers & wipes stocked up... you don't!</div><div><br></div><div>• Don't assume your babies will be on the same formula. </div><div><br></div><div>• Boys are a whole diffrent adventure when it comes to getting peed and pooped on. Cover that thing up and quickly!</div><div><br></div><div>• Washing & sanitizing bottles for two babies is a full time job.</div><div><br></div><div>• You may be so tired at night that you think you're feeding one baby only to later realize it's the other baby...and wrong bottle. Oops!!</div><div><br></div><div>• Don't assume they will wear the same size clothes or diapers at the same time. This hasn't happened to us yet but only occured to me that it could a few days ago. </div><div><br></div><div>• Your 4 year old will love them so much that she will want to smoother them with hugs and kisses...even at 4:00am. </div><div><br></div><div>• You will plan ahead to make sure your 4 year old will get plenty of alone time only to find she will become hysterical if you attempt to make her leave her brothers.</div><div><br></div><div>• Eating lunch or anything before 6:00pm will likely not happen often the first month. On the other hand, you will drink a pot of coffee every day!</div><div><br></div><div>• If you expect our entire family to be someplace tell us to be there 30 minutes before the actual arrival time. Otherwise, expect us to be 30 minutes late. (This is a huge pet peeve of both Adam and I, you can bet we will get better)</div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>• Newborn pictures are a whole new level of stressful with two babies, especially when they both decide to be awake. A few drinks may be required!</div><div><br></div><div>• Our twins have an agreement to never sleep at the same time during the day. </div><div><br></div><div>• They come out with their own language, or in our case their own grunting. They literally lay and grunt back and forth to each other.</div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>I am sure there is more but that's all this tired brain can think of right now. Here is to the beginning of month two!!</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fEQcQ5MBWtQ/UfvE6A2NBnI/AAAAAAAAB6g/vJSiIZfSNJs/s640/blogger-image--761932853.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fEQcQ5MBWtQ/UfvE6A2NBnI/AAAAAAAAB6g/vJSiIZfSNJs/s640/blogger-image--761932853.jpg"></a></div><br></div>McCord Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17344403952952298037noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7389740652720846027.post-66679599278263311712013-07-08T19:13:00.001-07:002013-07-08T19:13:20.130-07:00Hospital Pictures<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LtZxTzD5OLQ/Udtxp3cKGJI/AAAAAAAAB5w/HBpOSRo65Cc/s640/blogger-image-413589452.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LtZxTzD5OLQ/Udtxp3cKGJI/AAAAAAAAB5w/HBpOSRo65Cc/s640/blogger-image-413589452.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Carter David with daddy</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MLzgnmxWgZA/UdtxuOHIFyI/AAAAAAAAB6I/1jR8W-U7Dvo/s640/blogger-image--560624262.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Will I ever have time again????</div></div></div>McCord Familyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17344403952952298037noreply@blogger.com0