Motorcycle Rides

Kimber received this motorcycle (Playskool Rocktivity Walk 'N Roll Rider) for her birthday from Great Gramma and it's been a huge hit at hour house! She can ride on it or we can lift the seat up and she can walk behind it.

 

Right now, she mostly likes to sit on it and push the buttons to hear the music!

 

These pictures were taken on my phone, so the quality isn't great but I want to make sure I capture pictures of every day life. Real life. And not just posed pictures with my 'fancy' camera!!

 

 

This expression cracks me up! I had been pushing her around the house and stopped to take a couple pictures. This was her "Mom, I want you to push me again" look. I'm hoping she figures out how to push it with her feet pretty soon because it hurts my back to bend over and push it!

 

 

 

The Lost Files: Hoversten Family Baby Shower

As I look back thru pictures of Kimber {which I do WAY too often}, I realized there are some events that I never documented on the blog. And since my plan is to turn this blog into her baby book {which I've actually started on - YAY!}, I'll start posting some of the 'lost files' to get up to date.

 

I had my Hoversten family baby shower 3-4 weeks after Kimber was born. The shower was held at a cute little coffee shop in town and was perfect!

 

 

 

Of course, at this point, everyone knew we had a girl so the gifts were mostly girly clothes, headbands, blankets and other pink & frilly items!!

 

Aunt Allysha & Cousin Chloe gave Kimber the painted 'block' full of outfits, headbands, shoes, etc. We now keep this block in Kimber's room. It's full of all kinds of special trinkets - outfits she wore for pictures, shirt/headband from the monthly pictures, items from her baptism and other little items I'm keeping to give her when she's older.

 

Kimber received several blankets/quilts at this shower. I have them all tucked away, so she can have them when she gets older.

 

Blanket from Great Gramma Hoversten.

 

Another blanket from Great Aunt Fran.

 

And another blanket from Great Gramma Hickethier

 

 

I remember getting dressed the morning of the shower and thinking I looked pretty good for just having a baby. And then I saw these pictures and all the belly rolls! HA!

 

 

 

 

 

While I opened gifts, Kimber slept and was passed around from person to person.

 

An itty bitty Kimber with Great Gramma Hickethier.

 

Kimber with Great Gramma Hoversten.

 

 

And a selfie of me & my baby girl.

Father's Day 2014 Weekend Wrap-up

 Our Father's Day weekend didn't turn out how we planned. Our plan was to go to Wisconsin to spend time with my family. But things changed fast when we found out Gramma was in the hospital on Thursday afternoon with only hours to live. We dropped everything to rush to the hospital. Unfortunately, we were not able to make it there in time to say goodbye to her.

 

Nick said that we could still go to my family function. But I said no, we needed to be with family during this time. I knew there wasn't much we could do, but I wanted to be there. After my mom passed away, I remember how helpful it was for others to help with small things and the people that we there for us. And I wanted to be there for Sandy, Deb, Kelly and Craig. For anything that they needed. Juice boxes for the kids. Beer for the adults.  Print & organize pictures. Help with thank yous.

 

Kimber & I spent 4 days at Gramma's house, while Nick worked on the farm and came over in the evenings. We were surrounded by family and close friends that were mourning the loss of a loved one & showing their support to the family. It amazes me how kind people can be. They brought meals, desserts, drinks, paper products and several other items. Gramma was truly loved and will be missed by many.

 

On Sunday morning, Nick opened his Father's Day gift from Kimber at home. If you know Nick - you know that he LOVES ice cream. Like he has a bowl every.single.night. He loves it that much. So when I saw an ice cream maker - I knew it would be the perfect gift! And I was right...within an hour he was making ice cream. And he has asked me to find recipes to make different kinds of ice cream!

 

After we got ready, I was trying to take a picture of Kimber. These days, she's not a big fan of the camera and will look at anything but me when I pull it out. I love how she's staring into space and not paying attention to me at all!! 

 

We headed back up to Gramma's house for lunch and I took out my fancy camera to capture a few pictures. We wanted to get a picture of the great grandkids together to give to Gramma. We had a small family visitation in the afternoon and spent the rest of the day at Gramma's house.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It wasn't how we planned to spend Nick's Father's Day.

And even though the situation wasn't ideal, it was nice to be surrounded by family all day.

 

Thinking of you, Gramma.

Last Thursday, Nick's Gramma went to be with Jesus. And the love of her life, Stub, in heaven. I had the honor of knowing Gramma for the last 7 years. She was such a kind & loving woman and will be forever missed.

 

Everyone makes fun of me for taking so many pictures. But this is the reason I take so many. Kimber is not old enough to remember her Great Gramma, but we will be able to show her pictures and tell her stories about what a wonderful lady she was.

 

Gramma loved to quilt and Kimber has 2 quilts that she made for her. They are safely tucked away and I will give them to Kimber when she gets older. I know they are a memory that she will cherish.

 

Nick, me and Gramma on our wedding day.

 



 

The first time Gramma met Kimber.

 

Holding Baby Kimber at my Alden Baby Shower.

 

This is my favorite picture of Gramma with Kimber at her baptism.

She looks like such a proud Great Gramma.

 

 

Gramma & Kimber at Chloe's 3rd birthday party.

 

Halloween 2013. Kimber came trick or treating at Gramma's house!

 

Gramma's birthday lunch in October 2013.

 

Gramma loved her great grandbabies!!

 

Christmas Eve 2013. Gramma with her girls.

 

We love & miss you, Gramma.