tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62684433856495351072024-03-12T16:41:01.931-07:00It's Always Better When Were Together...Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17549165608218749035noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268443385649535107.post-18237160510110950202011-11-26T20:02:00.000-08:002011-11-26T20:05:21.317-08:00Hey everyone... Sorry I haven't been updating the blog. Its been about a year or so. I have been busy with work and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Zaden</span>. He is a handful! He is now two years old and is a little smarty pants. Lol. Everything else has been going pretty good so far. Life is great!! xOxoMirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17549165608218749035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268443385649535107.post-30817455898785434562010-09-20T10:14:00.000-07:002010-09-20T10:22:20.109-07:00Zaden's 1st Birthday Party<div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLV6QLF29ALCsff0W9f2KPeO_EJlbS9SLelq8FXvccgYbUncRMFMU3GHE-hdiPYSVMslBIODlQ-epdCUcqpU9uwj8QnPFYaeZ4eidQCiZB4ADSnpRRiPC_qCWDy6kzJX2a_EmVFBjaO_Uz/s1600/102_4064.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLV6QLF29ALCsff0W9f2KPeO_EJlbS9SLelq8FXvccgYbUncRMFMU3GHE-hdiPYSVMslBIODlQ-epdCUcqpU9uwj8QnPFYaeZ4eidQCiZB4ADSnpRRiPC_qCWDy6kzJX2a_EmVFBjaO_Uz/s320/102_4064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519046718000198738" border="0" /></a><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIby5S3g5VVeR80fDQ4U2nQbQ6i2gr2CpNaJzlI5C6C-vyMkIKTS8Bqv1eKJYl2s7QEe4cjDD8XqohYyZvltbybdiEDgTr-Uof72NOQ07k8f3t4dg4G5HG62Twgmps8DEFu2p4XGCvVHwv/s1600/102_4060.JPG"><br /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-W8D_W13A9A2nn2HZthjVtkh566MDvp47OgE0XTlm4W-hdfgf49sFIKtzk0j7vSPAi8A7p1NC249d4FNIp5d8dGRTMVjf-Epq0p8XUOSXgUPY4aVw570iMMOaMzWO_sH8vdhCh4FlWAj2/s1600/102_4043.JPG"><img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnaBbqajKDRBkYOf4Vcz6yLtrWY3ApSlogDphh6yBBGi8ChBJt28kuBwJBgcPhqM0Dymgf9bw9zGLh6MqsI_yaNu0EyVEyW7HMZ_uSWLTwczKW-56364k3UBSjE24ZW2p07VFcym3_tatW/s320/102_4021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519045889421646498" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFY9KxbdMPH2ZPP-1DgNRGhmWQmEQLWqR9L1cknsmx7kK-gp9lqkSFEoNSwi0N7lxOKRsFgKvg-hNdK_F2Ks8dlfr8e3XHJoC-ZvD-GvOxm6lpjZjrdkNdvEupitIA2VMRXszSnuPoyDTH/s1600/102_4006.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFY9KxbdMPH2ZPP-1DgNRGhmWQmEQLWqR9L1cknsmx7kK-gp9lqkSFEoNSwi0N7lxOKRsFgKvg-hNdK_F2Ks8dlfr8e3XHJoC-ZvD-GvOxm6lpjZjrdkNdvEupitIA2VMRXszSnuPoyDTH/s320/102_4006.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519045651829141170" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFY9KxbdMPH2ZPP-1DgNRGhmWQmEQLWqR9L1cknsmx7kK-gp9lqkSFEoNSwi0N7lxOKRsFgKvg-hNdK_F2Ks8dlfr8e3XHJoC-ZvD-GvOxm6lpjZjrdkNdvEupitIA2VMRXszSnuPoyDTH/s1600/102_4006.JPG"><br /></a>Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17549165608218749035noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268443385649535107.post-67995244314633078472010-09-16T13:01:00.000-07:002010-09-19T09:50:57.724-07:00<h6 style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" class="uiStreamMessage"><span style="font-size:180%;">♥ I<br />have carried a child with in my body, I have comforted a baby upon my<br />chest, I have kissed boo boo's, I have meanded broken ♥'s, been pucked<br />on & peed on, I have been woken up in the middle of the night many<br />times for many reasons. BUT I wouldn't have it any other way. My body is <span class="text_exposed_show">not that of a super model but when I look in the mirror I see a </span><span class="text_exposed_show">strong, loving, nurturing, hard working mother ♥</span></span></h6><br /><a href="http://photobucket.com/images/fall%20icons" target="_blank"><img src="http://i17.photobucket.com/albums/b99/WrathOfPaine/icons/FallingHeartsFallicon.gif" alt="Fall Hearts Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /></a><a href="http://photobucket.com/images/autumn%20icons" target="_blank"><img src="http://i1043.photobucket.com/albums/b431/ahava2/Icons/Holiday%20Icons/fallicon.gif" alt="Autumn Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /></a><a href="http://photobucket.com/images/autumn%20icons" target="_blank"><img src="http://i28.photobucket.com/albums/c209/operabutterfly/Icons/Nature%20Icons/autumnleaves.png" alt="Lighted Autumn Leaves Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /></a>Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17549165608218749035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268443385649535107.post-30891291019607939642010-09-15T10:45:00.000-07:002010-09-15T10:50:25.489-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);">Happy 1st Birthday to Zaden Thomas Dalton</span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);">Today our little guy turns one year old. Time sure does fly. We are so blessed to have such a joyful child in our lives. He mean's the world to us. I'm not sure where we would be without him. Have a great day little man. Mommy & Daddy Love you. xOxo.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);">I will post pictures from his party this Saturday. ;)</span><br /></span></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div>Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17549165608218749035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268443385649535107.post-28623772545769291242010-09-10T21:27:00.000-07:002010-09-11T07:52:21.180-07:00<script> document.write(unescape("%20%20%20%20%3Ca%20href%3D%22 http%3A//www.thecutestblogontheblock.com%22%20target%3D%22blank%22%3E%3Cimg%20 src%3D%22http%3A//www.thecutestblogontheblock.com/images/rsgallery/original/Animation1.gif %22%20border%3D%220%22%20/%3E%3C/a%3E")); </script><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">I just love the fall! Fist of all I love love love sweater weather. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Lol</span></span>. Then there's the pretty tree's and who could forget my birthday is in October. :) But I love to decorate the house when it's fall. I enjoy the colors! Also Halloween is my favorite <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">holiday</span>. You get to dress up to be something awesome. Then there's the pumpkin... Pumpkin pie, pumpkin cookies, pumpkin shakes, and my favorite... pumpkin creamer. Fall puts me in a good mood. You'll find me a lot more happy around this time. Hope everyone has a great one. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">xOxo</span></span>.</span></span></span><br /></div>Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17549165608218749035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268443385649535107.post-12185087789025464362010-09-04T09:06:00.000-07:002010-09-05T10:33:09.822-07:00I Know I Know I Know.... SorrySo it has been almost 5 months since I have updated my blog. So I'm just going to fast forward to the most recent. So please enjoy. I'm sorry it took me so long. ;)Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17549165608218749035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268443385649535107.post-8499136609696618042010-09-04T08:48:00.000-07:002010-09-04T09:04:02.963-07:00Zaden's 1 year old photo's<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMEovNrwgCXJkPUdso7WtW_pazAou14Jwpkuwr0qJhNA67416rlgBkhJq3cemqmry4teX877VNOnvjCCuMxILAG76WlGeHa8N0LcswK-gUPq5JRJ5IaxO1ON0KktepmHRHO2k4ngjqsck4/s1600/102_3962.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMEovNrwgCXJkPUdso7WtW_pazAou14Jwpkuwr0qJhNA67416rlgBkhJq3cemqmry4teX877VNOnvjCCuMxILAG76WlGeHa8N0LcswK-gUPq5JRJ5IaxO1ON0KktepmHRHO2k4ngjqsck4/s320/102_3962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513088979605420626" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYWNFYMuzLPFjGieHMmLN5FsX10b-NkB9ubO_KZh2xTe5L8uqhSS-RscNhZEBJO5QcvTTpu5p75TdxgMoGo4U3tzFSe54FzGPZEnE6Krx3JMxoY24SZdp6zUXNiejqNhbBJGib0C_H5m3u/s1600/102_3960.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYWNFYMuzLPFjGieHMmLN5FsX10b-NkB9ubO_KZh2xTe5L8uqhSS-RscNhZEBJO5QcvTTpu5p75TdxgMoGo4U3tzFSe54FzGPZEnE6Krx3JMxoY24SZdp6zUXNiejqNhbBJGib0C_H5m3u/s320/102_3960.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513088794091748386" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtw_MBFBZvFIV3Lnw-E9OtTHb7XCW_lR7ryloAnglFBkQHhDGnaOrPhuCE6U9ODLOrG9PRaKgO-eIacCM7t0mOsR5RrkReG-63JEFSse-kaZWLRuXTo02drTgPC6tQpw-AQ4xTfBfBI9xj/s1600/102_3954.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtw_MBFBZvFIV3Lnw-E9OtTHb7XCW_lR7ryloAnglFBkQHhDGnaOrPhuCE6U9ODLOrG9PRaKgO-eIacCM7t0mOsR5RrkReG-63JEFSse-kaZWLRuXTo02drTgPC6tQpw-AQ4xTfBfBI9xj/s320/102_3954.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513088630371237698" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWeh9EvCW_9cOEsmQJ2jh8QXRl23kQ71oyRC_hFpIEGPTFlSiDIvBn4YF0a4xVpHKhgT0y2MvVhCa_a90Lae1S3-oYlHUrvFMXyv2c2r9lPH-nybvMlx_-EYF6kWSoCSJQd3LHLTiRq5C8/s1600/102_3952.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWeh9EvCW_9cOEsmQJ2jh8QXRl23kQ71oyRC_hFpIEGPTFlSiDIvBn4YF0a4xVpHKhgT0y2MvVhCa_a90Lae1S3-oYlHUrvFMXyv2c2r9lPH-nybvMlx_-EYF6kWSoCSJQd3LHLTiRq5C8/s320/102_3952.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513086965182435666" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">We went up the canyon here in town and decided to take pictures of our little guy for his one year old photo's. He had so much fun! Only cause mommy let him play and crawl in the dirt. ;) Zaden is growing up so fast it seems. He has been walking for over a month now and loves it. He's always making funny sounds and talking up a storm. He also loves to be with the guys like Daddy and both Grandpa's. When they set him down he gets so upset. He's always wanting to know what they are up to. I can't believe he's turning one! Pictures of his party will be up as soon as I get them. xOxo.<br /></span></span></div>Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17549165608218749035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268443385649535107.post-39193861382184978442010-04-16T13:43:00.000-07:002010-04-16T13:49:25.229-07:00Day at the Park<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaw1OeOEJFycEcDyr8ld55rbmLyYMxd9l4X9yydLMnx5k09wEk0qDnih0kYUGKMBLAET0rnuCvHKO7SdNw3NVbWVBl3vfeuwf9j29PUB6rl94FJdm8n0lu4PkX5FJcqAcQgF537dN3t0S7/s1600/102_3720.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaw1OeOEJFycEcDyr8ld55rbmLyYMxd9l4X9yydLMnx5k09wEk0qDnih0kYUGKMBLAET0rnuCvHKO7SdNw3NVbWVBl3vfeuwf9j29PUB6rl94FJdm8n0lu4PkX5FJcqAcQgF537dN3t0S7/s320/102_3720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460839218802410130" border="0" /></a><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgylBpBzZfo9mQf0Q3e3W3vRWxQk-ctdhxn3VDgqdW2qvFB7S48z2fDCGhYNCXmcXTiCZ0AH8DocCzPRNX0K9ImLfq7991ansIwRoS6fG_RbjPcXhvKM2wDxJsaOcLw6MzKNiVwl4b5QAsS/s1600/102_3718.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgylBpBzZfo9mQf0Q3e3W3vRWxQk-ctdhxn3VDgqdW2qvFB7S48z2fDCGhYNCXmcXTiCZ0AH8DocCzPRNX0K9ImLfq7991ansIwRoS6fG_RbjPcXhvKM2wDxJsaOcLw6MzKNiVwl4b5QAsS/s320/102_3718.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460839131189139666" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhsLNZmXwTSld61OU3K1WHMBjGZ1JlTJJUEhQ6wnk8TcHrbZoVMLImTcVjWQcKlkj9ddbB-WBOAWr0zMJ9Y_bgHeCM6c4MlENWz4hemIQRjbhoQonRpyGbwB8BDaXPC25kHTAlS5KqqpJi/s1600/102_3716.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhsLNZmXwTSld61OU3K1WHMBjGZ1JlTJJUEhQ6wnk8TcHrbZoVMLImTcVjWQcKlkj9ddbB-WBOAWr0zMJ9Y_bgHeCM6c4MlENWz4hemIQRjbhoQonRpyGbwB8BDaXPC25kHTAlS5KqqpJi/s320/102_3716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460839025651730530" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">We went for a walk to the park around the corner from where we live. The first thing we did was go on the swing. I'm not sure what he thought about the swing. He liked it but didn't really show too much interest in it. He smiled cause I believe he loves the camera. Mommas always got it out snapping his photo. We then decided to go have lunch in the grass. He ate his carrots and his maple cinnamon cheetos. It was very nice out, that was until the clouds decided to cover up the sun and we got cold. So it cut our little trip short. We will be going again soon. Maybe this time we will take daddy. ;) xOxo.<br /></span></span></div>Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17549165608218749035noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268443385649535107.post-24045163994658317652010-04-16T13:29:00.000-07:002010-04-16T13:42:57.460-07:00Zaden is now 7 months old<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixli2FSSiyjXJ9KfUX8GXdu1JJx-GwBhlCZgUWC0xEG0OcLLSovpbpl5EIHTM5k_ZdHiQ6M9UKP4rj9hiJzV-KTPJ3mRfb6M-GAdPO2CfmgaW8CQsDDxCCdAMHQuwv-VslbMnmAuEd58-u/s1600/102_3713.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixli2FSSiyjXJ9KfUX8GXdu1JJx-GwBhlCZgUWC0xEG0OcLLSovpbpl5EIHTM5k_ZdHiQ6M9UKP4rj9hiJzV-KTPJ3mRfb6M-GAdPO2CfmgaW8CQsDDxCCdAMHQuwv-VslbMnmAuEd58-u/s320/102_3713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460835946727673570" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjezrs4kpuMyZ5TCC9Nnk2O7cPi91VAHBePxmqBIwdHe8-viCc5PM8hAjLAKVE3JI64XmVfPEAXe_47ujmdaApHEWO3q2_7U7XZtjeJiIoCiCgiDZzi-4FjBnt5BJ3U5uvr9s53ACzxMk3d/s1600/102_3714.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjezrs4kpuMyZ5TCC9Nnk2O7cPi91VAHBePxmqBIwdHe8-viCc5PM8hAjLAKVE3JI64XmVfPEAXe_47ujmdaApHEWO3q2_7U7XZtjeJiIoCiCgiDZzi-4FjBnt5BJ3U5uvr9s53ACzxMk3d/s320/102_3714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460835787284828050" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkH2aLE1xxeHj78jKTvZd3psFOzwTRA2mDfpBzKlmqCxJRemhJK1Je42HGzGhsRIn9p2ogTncBjEZ0DVeEUY0_Wk3jos05IDlJNkhyVLo4VQu8E9tcl4cRQ4-pAATv7jKkhLtzbOsEFYDr/s1600/102_3712.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkH2aLE1xxeHj78jKTvZd3psFOzwTRA2mDfpBzKlmqCxJRemhJK1Je42HGzGhsRIn9p2ogTncBjEZ0DVeEUY0_Wk3jos05IDlJNkhyVLo4VQu8E9tcl4cRQ4-pAATv7jKkhLtzbOsEFYDr/s320/102_3712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460835655325803458" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I just can't believe how fast time has gone since I gave birth to our beautiful little boy. He's getting so big now. He can now roll everywhere. He sits up as you can see. He is the most happiest baby I have ever seen. He enjoys playing with his toys that his grandparents spoil him with. He is also trying to crawl. He gets on his hands and knees and just bounces. It's adorable! His two bottom teeth are all grown in. I think since they grew in he has found a love for food. He enjoys eating his biter biscuits and can eat almost all of it, that's if it doesn't fall on the floor first. His new favorite treat is maple cinnamon Cheetos for baby's. He will just sit in his chair eating them and just give a little laugh. They make him so happy. The Cheetos make him smell like pancakes all day. We love it! He's still continuing to talk more and more everyday. No words yet but I'm thinking soon. Scott is always reading to him with the collection his gotten. Its pretty big for a baby that can't read yet. Last but not least... He is such a lovable little guy. He will give you kisses out of the blue and put his head down on you to show his emotions to you. It is the sweetest thing ever! xOxo.<br /></span></span></div>Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17549165608218749035noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268443385649535107.post-86567804784557619802010-04-16T13:17:00.000-07:002010-04-16T13:28:24.403-07:00Easter<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOAZ6LI5nG2zlQ_DltFCZtyHFDF5Q5lh7GjfRDuKLtFofXtn3XB4p-5VRzvlN4IGdIRpxHcUsRfHmW9F26JkwVTSwTohmzZdTXGWzMTqQIbxCcUYIdQWEJAY2cw4GCEKRMGGWTLmP_b2Ws/s1600/102_3682.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOAZ6LI5nG2zlQ_DltFCZtyHFDF5Q5lh7GjfRDuKLtFofXtn3XB4p-5VRzvlN4IGdIRpxHcUsRfHmW9F26JkwVTSwTohmzZdTXGWzMTqQIbxCcUYIdQWEJAY2cw4GCEKRMGGWTLmP_b2Ws/s320/102_3682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460834840869188322" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Zaden on Easter morning. He loved his easter basket.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD9ljtfr87_FsElMjW-9wNt4OHIj8lG_HAGEouM_eAmHurBD66X-dmK2HpRpt-Jvvb-snR6-Qg8nRx-lIfKw1CQTcIyxll1Z7CAMwHahQDizUO9JyBZNLMTAA7i_AS7SUe3LQnDlK2Emx8/s1600/102_3693.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhD9ljtfr87_FsElMjW-9wNt4OHIj8lG_HAGEouM_eAmHurBD66X-dmK2HpRpt-Jvvb-snR6-Qg8nRx-lIfKw1CQTcIyxll1Z7CAMwHahQDizUO9JyBZNLMTAA7i_AS7SUe3LQnDlK2Emx8/s320/102_3693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460834219900365522" border="0" /></a>This is just the few that were born from August 2009 to December 2009 on Scott's mom's side.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnAX5GDXnmOZd4HZfE4c0em5McgfyJheYyI-cBj1KjC4NJAlVYswra1ttw-eNnW0wNQfn_LcEN4Aqz2M1JkaXCUPzOa1EPaCJVxJEKlHrGCHYS8mh55oUihZFCR2l75PRQ9ZbPGOAYY7BE/s1600/102_3701.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnAX5GDXnmOZd4HZfE4c0em5McgfyJheYyI-cBj1KjC4NJAlVYswra1ttw-eNnW0wNQfn_LcEN4Aqz2M1JkaXCUPzOa1EPaCJVxJEKlHrGCHYS8mh55oUihZFCR2l75PRQ9ZbPGOAYY7BE/s320/102_3701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460832858400019506" border="0" /></a>We had brunch at Scott's aunt's house at about 10am and then went on over to my parents house at 1pm. Zaden has such a good time with all his little cousins. He has so many on both sides of the familys.<br /><br /></div>Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17549165608218749035noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268443385649535107.post-19467398624216302022010-03-23T09:05:00.000-07:002010-03-23T09:10:26.910-07:00Baby Boy's First Outing<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmcZ05n4qvm16KvZ6Qc6BOt4KoCmq5kIs5V5gkWSngIBgfA0TYXUIW9n5_XjQBw3k3EWRKhmJxssbL5GZdexiVRI_h_JU9NM6Tc_flKgbtLFuVWnSlz5O6_CWL0GdwaO_krlZEwd432igN/s1600-h/102_3653.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmcZ05n4qvm16KvZ6Qc6BOt4KoCmq5kIs5V5gkWSngIBgfA0TYXUIW9n5_XjQBw3k3EWRKhmJxssbL5GZdexiVRI_h_JU9NM6Tc_flKgbtLFuVWnSlz5O6_CWL0GdwaO_krlZEwd432igN/s320/102_3653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451861707366899122" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:verdana;">We currently went to Horseshoe Springs this past weekend. Zaden's first outing. He had so much fun watching his daddy fish and just being outside period. He just kept giving us a little giggle and talking up a storm. We loved it as well. xOxo.<br /></span></span></div>Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17549165608218749035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268443385649535107.post-19101129714561678502010-03-16T13:58:00.000-07:002010-03-16T14:04:43.260-07:006 Months Old Already... I Know.<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9oKbZXfIcIygD3ZSnMtqQnTaTeY8PaI7ik_kGVUE8z1cjPbcnupezzgePDvRNBRSjr061PIn0_HbLm06q1BDJ8hBtqq_tlz1PIsunjq7v-rcKr6TGy62UKkQOZXuGeA1IEK0Xsq9insm9/s1600-h/holding+his+bottle.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9oKbZXfIcIygD3ZSnMtqQnTaTeY8PaI7ik_kGVUE8z1cjPbcnupezzgePDvRNBRSjr061PIn0_HbLm06q1BDJ8hBtqq_tlz1PIsunjq7v-rcKr6TGy62UKkQOZXuGeA1IEK0Xsq9insm9/s320/holding+his+bottle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449339090301169874" border="0" /></a>Time has flown by so quickly. Zaden Thomas Dalton is now 6 months old. He's such a sweetheart! In this picture he is holding is own bottle. Crazy I know! Lol. He roll's everywhere, from back to belly and then belly to back. He's very strong! Scott has also taught him how to "high five." It is the cuttest thing ever! He also click's his tongue along with you. He's the happiest baby! Also he has two bottom teeth that are fully grown in. Sometimes he's a handful, but we love every minute of it. ;) We are so proud of our little monster. He's learning so much as he's growing.<br /></div>Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17549165608218749035noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268443385649535107.post-41429971556495200262010-02-15T11:16:00.000-08:002010-02-15T11:37:16.185-08:00Z is 5 months Old Today<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3-NbrnR5wNniau6CPpxVaxu0I05GwAOtbO5gIvpcM5OOeLfpxEVk_VIuzvM7P_bnnnG9UUknts30D10PVZInXleAw6lklwXygeiRNNsGxznl9V0uoLfTw-YYnCfCTkrQr2BC89IF18pBH/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3-NbrnR5wNniau6CPpxVaxu0I05GwAOtbO5gIvpcM5OOeLfpxEVk_VIuzvM7P_bnnnG9UUknts30D10PVZInXleAw6lklwXygeiRNNsGxznl9V0uoLfTw-YYnCfCTkrQr2BC89IF18pBH/s320/Picture+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438552076443685890" border="0" /></a><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Zaden</span> is 5 months old today. February 15, 2010. We took this photo last Sat. for Valentines Day cards. He had so much fun! He just learned how to roll over, well once that is. Were trying on doing it at least once a day. He now eats all his veggies and fruits, baby food that is. He loves all of them!! We also started him on baby apple juice. He will hold it and put it in his mouth. It usually last a few seconds or so until he drops it. He's learning though. Also he tried the biter biscuits and enjoyed them very much. Did I mention that he's getting teeth?! Well he is getting two on the bottom in the front. Poor thing!! He also is a big talker. He wakes up in the best mood in the morning and just talks away. So adorable! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">xOxo</span>.<br /></div>Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17549165608218749035noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268443385649535107.post-20091654082401845342010-01-08T14:44:00.000-08:002010-01-08T14:55:46.896-08:004 Months Old<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0XKunkU88WBCnhKeABFaj3TlBXoLHhALlLgvKMz1NzgQWyfSlOhSYB2qKTnfr-rwYnebZI4a1uKTcZyFsoyS6Wno4IpLPWvPaQhVCjGUMfvFXCTWcyNLpw1nDDhoX2CmCBG1noH0vRqdy/s1600-h/102_3507.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0XKunkU88WBCnhKeABFaj3TlBXoLHhALlLgvKMz1NzgQWyfSlOhSYB2qKTnfr-rwYnebZI4a1uKTcZyFsoyS6Wno4IpLPWvPaQhVCjGUMfvFXCTWcyNLpw1nDDhoX2CmCBG1noH0vRqdy/s320/102_3507.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424503819363929010" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Zaden is soon to be four months old here in a week. He is such a smart little guy! He can now grab his toys. Most of the time he just put's them in his mouth. Lol. We started to give him rice about three weeks ago. He didn't know what to think about it. Yesterday we decided to try baby food with him. He ate half of the banana one and the rest of it this morning. He Loved it so much!!<br /></span></span></span></div>Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17549165608218749035noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268443385649535107.post-27386385547554500512009-12-21T10:49:00.000-08:002009-12-21T11:05:32.042-08:003 Months Old<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Zaden</span></span> turned 3 months old on his daddy's birthday, December 15, 2009. He has learned so much. He <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">tries</span> to sit up on his own. It's so cute to watch! He will be sitting up all by himself for a minute or two and all of a sudden he crashes. We just sit him back up and he <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">tries</span> again. He loves it! Another thing he's learned is grabbing things. Last night we were in the kitchen and he was in the living room <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">jumping</span> in his jumper. We walk back in and he has his <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">radle</span></span> in his hand shaking it. It was amazing seeing him playing like that. He's getting to become quit the big boy. Also a new thing is his cute little giggle. It only happens here and there. We discovered it a few days ago when I was tickling him. Awe!! Nothing is sweeter than hearing a baby laugh. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">xOxo</span></span>.</span></span></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiURm_gRrzDoE__6cwdgnnngEGu0AIdTw7VT45TyCrKRc0HFglxmb8lfO9l0GzwLrUG6u3Cju4zNECnliL_c7EnYsZYQ9E0boMYyB9uOmnrbUsN2EsGcFRGc8eTtIiAENMpi51n6xc6Eeb-/s1600-h/102_3423.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiURm_gRrzDoE__6cwdgnnngEGu0AIdTw7VT45TyCrKRc0HFglxmb8lfO9l0GzwLrUG6u3Cju4zNECnliL_c7EnYsZYQ9E0boMYyB9uOmnrbUsN2EsGcFRGc8eTtIiAENMpi51n6xc6Eeb-/s320/102_3423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417763649127283730" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17549165608218749035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268443385649535107.post-56861030119651714522009-12-14T13:45:00.000-08:002009-12-21T10:49:17.691-08:001st Christmas Party<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic2bwDpaWcfJYP0leyyhN9USZs8PZOP8720w_IEdedA9kGyOSMXu5zCii006MAQ7VcRAmP0Riphb-CEXxLzMd5qZ6PNQ-ahbHusQFjmRGdw98b-LAktAROsZqoUNvAEr4VQbeTxtP7p8H_/s1600-h/102_3410.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEic2bwDpaWcfJYP0leyyhN9USZs8PZOP8720w_IEdedA9kGyOSMXu5zCii006MAQ7VcRAmP0Riphb-CEXxLzMd5qZ6PNQ-ahbHusQFjmRGdw98b-LAktAROsZqoUNvAEr4VQbeTxtP7p8H_/s320/102_3410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415211884675380642" border="0" /></a><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijC8Ps6BHsEGAuTjCvc1GHnMG5nj9-glNuOo3cIu5M8AfnLpjJ6Gkng7pYH1n9o9lJW8zNtzRDJQiR7euxMuyMLxKmEYg5S1m4xotOi1R6liCnG4aV8wrGZbUZJAZuGiNbZTjTgd-Zqchz/s1600-h/102_3405.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijC8Ps6BHsEGAuTjCvc1GHnMG5nj9-glNuOo3cIu5M8AfnLpjJ6Gkng7pYH1n9o9lJW8zNtzRDJQiR7euxMuyMLxKmEYg5S1m4xotOi1R6liCnG4aV8wrGZbUZJAZuGiNbZTjTgd-Zqchz/s320/102_3405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415211809319821922" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5rFTDwbovvqZwkmBvWGdRRyuV3LIYyqvdOMOfXvgmEUG0RqN8kjFV33b8C3ZKuDSCqirYIAiHFeRrYrmYAuklB20tiqkeDwJlskDW52DVoENJa39rSnEEfrk6P_IcJQByyM4pbMqqcUM9/s1600-h/102_3404.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5rFTDwbovvqZwkmBvWGdRRyuV3LIYyqvdOMOfXvgmEUG0RqN8kjFV33b8C3ZKuDSCqirYIAiHFeRrYrmYAuklB20tiqkeDwJlskDW52DVoENJa39rSnEEfrk6P_IcJQByyM4pbMqqcUM9/s320/102_3404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415211695089961378" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Zaden</span> sat on <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Santa's</span> lap for the first time. I thought he would be just fine, I thought wrong. He cried for a little bit and then when everyone started talking to him it calmed him down. It was so adorable!<br />Every year Scott's mom's side of the family has a Christmas party and we all draw names to buy for one another. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Zaden's</span> cousin Lucas had him and vise <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">versa</span>. So before everyone gives their gift we give hugs. So Lucas gave <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Zaden</span> the biggest little hug. It's so cute! <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">Zaden</span> had a great time. He was talking to everyone and checking them all out. He's getting smarter by the second. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">xOxo</span><br /></span></span></span></div>Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17549165608218749035noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268443385649535107.post-28915868101445043012009-12-10T15:40:00.000-08:002009-12-11T11:58:19.423-08:00Plaid family<div style="text-align: justify;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG787o3hBKhoZgAtuaVQZSKMWshXkOuoSUu9t_EIhQqtz0Qr9XPH57Z-GflUrXRHtLQN1e4zH9uO-ShrRDLd6PJWypJefrIvRjiEXhyRH3qZfoyxE4O6t9MBRleSANNhmEjLDDy1WLRwrc/s1600-h/mms_imagePhoto0082.jpeg.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG787o3hBKhoZgAtuaVQZSKMWshXkOuoSUu9t_EIhQqtz0Qr9XPH57Z-GflUrXRHtLQN1e4zH9uO-ShrRDLd6PJWypJefrIvRjiEXhyRH3qZfoyxE4O6t9MBRleSANNhmEjLDDy1WLRwrc/s320/mms_imagePhoto0082.jpeg.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413757374951486290" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Thanksgiving we decided to go to my parents house. It was beautiful!! My mother did a great job! My grandparents came and along with my two brothers and their little <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">family's</span>. I love getting together with family. It's the best.<br />Well my sister in law took this photo of me, Scott and <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Zaden</span>. It wasn't until I realized that we were all wearing plaid. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Lol</span>!! I try to match my self but didn't realize I was secretly doing it with the boy's as well. Oh well... we look good. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">xOxo</span><br /></span></span></span></div>Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17549165608218749035noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268443385649535107.post-63262331520942566162009-12-08T12:34:00.000-08:002009-12-08T12:46:37.222-08:00Tummy Time<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhumR9VsT5HaPhqfwcP-MAROT7D3xeyEkTfiubtmEpqzOfYIbq37LtzJWPoehCUnOKIxv7PS2N8OdOhGyEyj2V1w66prrrN3azNvCBaSCs8Lm6IdN94_Uzk6Ls-tHIHaid-TguW_2K2EgvB/s1600-h/SANY0302.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhumR9VsT5HaPhqfwcP-MAROT7D3xeyEkTfiubtmEpqzOfYIbq37LtzJWPoehCUnOKIxv7PS2N8OdOhGyEyj2V1w66prrrN3azNvCBaSCs8Lm6IdN94_Uzk6Ls-tHIHaid-TguW_2K2EgvB/s320/SANY0302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412967094328316162" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6_eHklsnXPHAzv8viQJpsg4k-u2DKT9zphJPMExlKkrSNhKwb0mHbhYLyHB83DeX4kwDoUjBte2tIpw56RyQpALd89l4pCHZuKcB-1D2Fy6iZeC4JWHWr0gT44fZCLSWkZjCIoaO6W2fP/s1600-h/SANY0301.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6_eHklsnXPHAzv8viQJpsg4k-u2DKT9zphJPMExlKkrSNhKwb0mHbhYLyHB83DeX4kwDoUjBte2tIpw56RyQpALd89l4pCHZuKcB-1D2Fy6iZeC4JWHWr0gT44fZCLSWkZjCIoaO6W2fP/s320/SANY0301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412966923005613986" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">Tummy Time. My future mother <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">in law</span> told me about this. It's time the baby <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">spends</span> on his tummy so he isn't always laying flat on his back. It's to prevent flat head.<br />When we first tried it he wasn't too sure what to think. He got a little upset. I think it was because I didn't get down on the floor with him. So as soon as I did, he loved it. It's actually making his neck and arms stronger. After a few minutes he starts to get <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">irritated</span> by it, it seems. So we turn him around and try to sit him up on his <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">bobby</span>. I think he likes it better sitting up. We try to do it at least once every day. Sometimes he will just fall a sleep on it. It's adorable! xOxo<br /></span></span></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3JQ3j2aerBp7i3vYjfGJCr4TzUxwK4OJtPo_RRtxBBC5WI9M1THg6onSFmPTT0Qk_uUmoCh8cX1kH3X_j0E6lAyUb5DU23t2qBYMXOj70IEpsNnlKbIO60Jo2fHOSal0GFcBXnl5P4QE-/s1600-h/SANY0300.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3JQ3j2aerBp7i3vYjfGJCr4TzUxwK4OJtPo_RRtxBBC5WI9M1THg6onSFmPTT0Qk_uUmoCh8cX1kH3X_j0E6lAyUb5DU23t2qBYMXOj70IEpsNnlKbIO60Jo2fHOSal0GFcBXnl5P4QE-/s320/SANY0300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412966761981476850" border="0" /></a>Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17549165608218749035noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268443385649535107.post-1479442491460403452009-12-08T12:27:00.000-08:002009-12-08T12:50:42.839-08:00Favorite spot to nap<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDHY6xOo_gedpWTiCjTxPPzvwjOQa4Xynfh-zE7aqR4P1xUo7qjRXyoWULEFVS_V8cYUEOxfDBeML01EJKAw8B8c5jAS40bThw57JXoB5gIhcf_-zGuhH45fTTrxXfKXB6xYRMFZYhRSHU/s1600-h/SANY0297.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDHY6xOo_gedpWTiCjTxPPzvwjOQa4Xynfh-zE7aqR4P1xUo7qjRXyoWULEFVS_V8cYUEOxfDBeML01EJKAw8B8c5jAS40bThw57JXoB5gIhcf_-zGuhH45fTTrxXfKXB6xYRMFZYhRSHU/s320/SANY0297.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412965046143642050" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Zaden's</span></span> new place to nap is right on mommy's chest. For a while I could hold him until he fell a sleep and lay him in his bed. As of today I try to lay him down he wakes right back up and wont fall back to sleep until I put him on my chest. I love to cuddle with him but sometimes I can't do it all day. I have things that need to get done. But of course I'm going to stop what I'm doing to cuddle with him. I'm sure it will end when he <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">gets</span> older. So I'm taking advantage now. I'm sure going to miss these days. I love you son. Love mommy. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">xOxo</span></span></span></span></span><br /></div>Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17549165608218749035noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268443385649535107.post-17759103171194254012009-12-08T12:11:00.000-08:002009-12-08T12:26:39.973-08:002 months old<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZizDpz2rdhIXPnBKUysTsQyFcn3IcvI9tiNk7f_qN4dezuQDzKkVr8TQL7FSo_ZrgTRfBpSg758ApBk2hN0-ENj560JqfKBWn18INM-meuAEMhIwhkfhfu7mdToTQobveEz6ueKnNwyTc/s1600-h/SANY0346.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZizDpz2rdhIXPnBKUysTsQyFcn3IcvI9tiNk7f_qN4dezuQDzKkVr8TQL7FSo_ZrgTRfBpSg758ApBk2hN0-ENj560JqfKBWn18INM-meuAEMhIwhkfhfu7mdToTQobveEz6ueKnNwyTc/s320/SANY0346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412961136865853858" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA2tE2Gc8SqdQ7JBhs2O6JxMVlALHCoM9oNDqOl1UNGeW4y1U0S1GT1AL-LWsDr67ctV8ONNkc2wu1hhtIebtHSoZUUpv0sb1zzxGdJ_HOaTAshEU2lHQnvXjvJyArwUx2kUJ4tJ18DaUz/s1600-h/SANY0347.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiA2tE2Gc8SqdQ7JBhs2O6JxMVlALHCoM9oNDqOl1UNGeW4y1U0S1GT1AL-LWsDr67ctV8ONNkc2wu1hhtIebtHSoZUUpv0sb1zzxGdJ_HOaTAshEU2lHQnvXjvJyArwUx2kUJ4tJ18DaUz/s320/SANY0347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412960979994738274" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">I can't believe how much time <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">flys</span></span>. Our little guy is already 2 months old. He has so much personality. It's amazing!! For a couple of weeks now he has been able to hold his head up on his own and try to stand with a little of our help. He <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">talks</span> so much, well baby talk. It's adorable! Sometimes Scott will put <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Zaden's</span></span> feet on the floor and practice baby steps. It's funny cause he's so little. He's starting to smile even more when you talk to him. Certain things make him happy, but if you try to do it again he won't smile, he's over it. Time to move to the next thing to make him happy. We put his mobile with a projector up in his <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">bassinet</span>. He loves it!! He <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">looks</span> up at and can just talk to it, smile at it, and sometimes laugh a little at it. We can put him in there and he will stay content for a while. That's his favorite toy for now. </span></span></span>Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17549165608218749035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268443385649535107.post-27353754304501568722009-12-08T08:59:00.000-08:002009-12-08T09:08:14.069-08:00Baby's 1st Halloween<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBXTqnI4MFXsEQ0PLiGXiCJYG0e8Tij7AckMf6TOOLsWft1NoKvTjVTsaM4eu7rRZpMtGBk9XAekr7o-PmFyAzj58VbJs-WW3gQbdSCFo_l45q3pNhJTXEm96HrN57Gk4dBwYG4G7eD6yK/s1600-h/SANY0230.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBXTqnI4MFXsEQ0PLiGXiCJYG0e8Tij7AckMf6TOOLsWft1NoKvTjVTsaM4eu7rRZpMtGBk9XAekr7o-PmFyAzj58VbJs-WW3gQbdSCFo_l45q3pNhJTXEm96HrN57Gk4dBwYG4G7eD6yK/s320/SANY0230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412911416966114258" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">We decided to dress <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Zaden</span> up as a pumpkin for Halloween. He is about 1 month and 2 weeks old here. When I first put the costume on him he was looking at the hood from the corner of his eye's. They say baby's can see orange and a couple other color's at this age. So he seemed over <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">whelmed</span> with it. I wanted to take cute <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Halloween</span> pictures of him. So we had our own little photo shoot. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Lol</span>. He was okay at first with it. Then he started to get tired. I had to give him his <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">binky</span>. He <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">loves</span> that thing. <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Anyways</span>... this photo is one of many that we took. Scott just laughed at me and couldn't believe exactly how many we did take that day.<br />On the day of <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Halloween</span>. We took him to see his grandma and grandpa Dalton and then his Papa and grandma <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Buffie</span>. He slept through out it all.<br /></span></span></span></div>Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17549165608218749035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268443385649535107.post-32603533087047939672009-12-08T08:47:00.001-08:002009-12-08T08:58:53.662-08:001st month<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9bpwYkcyrgjjRAjTei4B2KoHTLrmX7Hx16GJPX7kclYBb9URue-B0H9PFBKTMzSAt0GWO5HjUvCM6MNkvk4hpu3T-lBKIO6jjNzTidywHLxf9XUH3dm-p0_YfK8YIvgjNCTd8jJKYATRH/s1600-h/Zaden+smilin.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9bpwYkcyrgjjRAjTei4B2KoHTLrmX7Hx16GJPX7kclYBb9URue-B0H9PFBKTMzSAt0GWO5HjUvCM6MNkvk4hpu3T-lBKIO6jjNzTidywHLxf9XUH3dm-p0_YfK8YIvgjNCTd8jJKYATRH/s320/Zaden+smilin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412908235102745810" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNRmDaBsh1HspyW3R2bCHiGE8RyZwIvM6OeUX71NCgJgIFmK5fWyXIosI-TmhI-02urMjRzKZqbQSL7yjWm07pYzEG3o3tt7E3sCLhyLWZFjXH6cnoZraLKhlZFO-uP9xEZvPlszwXTNP3/s1600-h/Ztd.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNRmDaBsh1HspyW3R2bCHiGE8RyZwIvM6OeUX71NCgJgIFmK5fWyXIosI-TmhI-02urMjRzKZqbQSL7yjWm07pYzEG3o3tt7E3sCLhyLWZFjXH6cnoZraLKhlZFO-uP9xEZvPlszwXTNP3/s320/Ztd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412908150180914306" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span>Zaden started to smile when he became a month old. He usually only smiled and giggled in his sleep. Now he smiles when he's awake. It is so very cute!! Me and Scott would even tear up a little when we hear or see him do one or the other. It's such an amazing feeling to know that your baby is happy. <span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span></span><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifJBK24dSuxLET2-olnZHbGIx_CEk8eBraynBqaqtXp9x1ST72MZPlzKZW4ji1KyAjH7zlyYtXCvolynunPgnYlEGhK2nwiTpM0vReV95Wv9Dr8sLBrW0etCEA0aCxoLf_QAC3MnZz13Di/s1600-h/Little+Zaden.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 237px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifJBK24dSuxLET2-olnZHbGIx_CEk8eBraynBqaqtXp9x1ST72MZPlzKZW4ji1KyAjH7zlyYtXCvolynunPgnYlEGhK2nwiTpM0vReV95Wv9Dr8sLBrW0etCEA0aCxoLf_QAC3MnZz13Di/s320/Little+Zaden.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412908063126295890" border="0" /></a></div>Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17549165608218749035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268443385649535107.post-67504561267833482312009-12-08T08:22:00.000-08:002009-12-08T08:43:50.272-08:00First couple week's home with baby Z<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRmqecdkHZf6G823U3PiqljChi80_1SiK5rCf5kiKBHFDxjEuiTJ24ovZQrjl3uEQzkxNXZ7TzIgPVeR9dWchO3H0tCs3nhAEvwFOO-wnO-mQ_Zw2qnP19yAjj6qLUnLUQYKrLGbmrnGey/s1600-h/Z+sleepin+on+Dads+chest.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRmqecdkHZf6G823U3PiqljChi80_1SiK5rCf5kiKBHFDxjEuiTJ24ovZQrjl3uEQzkxNXZ7TzIgPVeR9dWchO3H0tCs3nhAEvwFOO-wnO-mQ_Zw2qnP19yAjj6qLUnLUQYKrLGbmrnGey/s320/Z+sleepin+on+Dads+chest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412902320525795058" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">The first couple of week's home with the baby was interesting. Learning what we had to do to keep Zaden peaceful. Me getting up every two to three hours to feed. Most of the time Scott would get up with us to help out as much as he could. He was and still is a very happy baby, easy to please. If anything happened with him, his dad was right there to google it and find out what was going on with him. The day Scott had to go back to work he was such a worry wort. He got up early to make sure I had everything I needed to take care our little guy. He called every chance he had to see how Zaden was doing. Scott is a wonderful dad!! I don't know what we would do without him. We love him so very much.<br /><br /></span></span></span></span></div>Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17549165608218749035noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6268443385649535107.post-39692847244532035802009-11-25T10:36:00.000-08:002009-12-07T20:07:51.607-08:00The Birth of our son Zaden Thomas Dalton<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG8_rmwsx51MG_ycOlhj1jpZI6xGbmkFvOy03MGIZ4aQnWz298aFkQxIAWrWuTHA7kfH-ZbRr0BPEpl8T0aSumDxPxm5bk8TW9h5Yo2I8nFzSlRBMNIL802q85rg1_mKT00ZT49NAN7ly-/s1600/SANY0138.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG8_rmwsx51MG_ycOlhj1jpZI6xGbmkFvOy03MGIZ4aQnWz298aFkQxIAWrWuTHA7kfH-ZbRr0BPEpl8T0aSumDxPxm5bk8TW9h5Yo2I8nFzSlRBMNIL802q85rg1_mKT00ZT49NAN7ly-/s320/SANY0138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408113766279588594" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >Zaden Thomas Dalton came into our lives on Tuesday September 15, 2009 at 5:14 pm and weighed 7lbs 2oz and 19 1/2 inches long.<br /><br />He was a C-section baby, not planned at all. We had a great pregnancy but when we were 38 weeks along the amniotic fluid was running low and the placenta had a lot of calcium around it and was crusted, so it was getting old. My doctor, Dr. Krista Anders, here in Tooele, decided it was time to induce me. So we went in at 5:00 pm on Monday September 14, 2009 to be admitted to the O.B at Mountain West Medical Center. They gave me something to help soften the uterus. I knew what it was at the time but couldn't tell you now. I think I still have "Baby Brain" as they call it. So then everything went well until the next day. At about 10:00 am they decided to break my water. It was a weird experience. I then started to have contractions, they were small ones but still painful. I held out for as long as I could. The nurse gave me a pain medicine to help me out a bit and that stuff just made me sick and dizzy. After that wore out the contractions got worse. So I asked the nurse for more pain medicine, thinking the next amount wouldn't faze me but it did the exact same. Made me sick and dizzy. At that point my lovely boyfriend Scott decided to purpose to me. He looked a little pale him self. He started to go on about our lives together and how happy he is. I had no idea he was purposing. I just thought he was sharing his feelings. Then I had to stop him and make him grab a bucket for me so I can throw up from the medicine. After that was over with Scott started to repeat himself. That's when it clicked in my head what was going on. It was so beautiful! Funny how it happened but he made the most happiest girl in the world.<br /><br />Back to the contractions. They started to get even worse so that's when I told the nurse it was time for the epidural. I was so nervous when they were getting it ready. It wasn't painful at all. After that it was smooth sailing, so I thought. I couldn't feel the contractions at all or feel my leg's. They were worried that I wouldn't be able to push so they stopped the epidural. Me and Scott both decided to take a nap while we waited for our bundle of joy. About and hour or so later my doctor came in to check to see what I was dialated at, it was a 9. So she wanted me to try to push. That's when they noticed the baby's heart rate was going up to 180 when a contraction would come along. So when I would push it only made his heart rate go up even more. Finally I was dialated to a 10 and we started to push even harder. I had my honey holding one leg, my mother holding the other and my future mother in law up by my left arm. Everyone was helping me to push but it wasn't good enough. My doctor ordered an emergency C-section. I was so scared of that. I didn't want it and I started to cry and almost hyperventilate. I told my self...you need to calm down for that baby. So I did.<br /><br />On my way to the operating room, Scott was assuring me everything will be OK and I believed him. They lifted me onto the table and was getting me ready. I had no clue when my doctor actually started to cut. That's when they let Scott come into the room. He was in a white tyvek with a hair net and mask. He sat by me and held my hand the hole time. He would peak over the curtain to see everything. I could feel it all. It didn't hurt, just felt weird. At least I could still feel the baby coming out. I was afraid I wouldn't. Then Scott said in an amazed voice "There he is babe". And they showed me him for a second or two. He was so amazing and a big boy too. Scott then went to help them check him and clean him off a bit and wrap him up to come see me some more. They brought him over to me by my head and all I remember was his beautiful eyes just staring at me. I couldn't believe it. My baby boy was here. That was the most happiest time of my life.<br /><br />As they were putting me back together, Scott was over in the O.B with Zaden. He was getting cleaned and weighed. My parents were there along with Scott's parents. My brother and his wife, Scott's brother and sister, and my best friends. All to see the new baby boy born into our lives. What an amazing day!! I love you Zaden Thomas Dalton and your daddy who gave you to me. You are my world!! ;)</span><br /></div>Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17549165608218749035noreply@blogger.com0