tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38807986657603432832024-02-08T12:53:35.119-05:005 HUBERSNew baby makes FIVE!Kristinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789368497022471700noreply@blogger.comBlogger171125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3880798665760343283.post-39548111790937283432011-03-03T21:20:00.000-05:002011-03-03T21:20:35.779-05:00Week 9? Maybe? 3/1/2011<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px">I've been slacking a bit on my 52 weeks of pictures projects. Well...I wouldn't call it slacking exactly. More like it hasn't even been on my radar until I see my friend post her adorable weekly pictures. And then *POOF* just like that! It's out of my head again. I was so proud of myself for remember this particular morning. Too bad the girls wouldn't look at the camera at the same time! This was on our way out the door on Tuesday. Natalie was on her way to preschool and Ava was on her way to her 18 month check up. <br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tWhE3ZbGods/TXBMciVUFoI/AAAAAAAACHY/kgxSlexnz-A/s1600/IMG_6222.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tWhE3ZbGods/TXBMciVUFoI/AAAAAAAACHY/kgxSlexnz-A/s400/IMG_6222.JPG" /></a> </div><br />Which went well, by the way. Except for the fact that she had a bad reaction to her Hep B shot. Doh. Never a dull moment! She's doing ok now and it was nothing super serious, but we were a little worried. Her leg got very swollen and at one point had a fever over 103 (which she's never had) and wouldn't even walk. You could tell her leg REALLY hurt where she had her shot, so by the 2nd day of her refusing to walk, we called her doctor and he confirmed the reaction. Lots of benadryl later, she's a new kid and doing just fine. (And sleeping nicely too! HA!) She is 33 inches tall (90% for height!!) and 24lbs - she was 24lbs 5oz at her last appointment so she has lost weight (probably from her cast situation...) and that bumped her from the 75% to 50% for weight. Tall and skinny! <br /><br />Natalie is starting a colors unit at preschool this month. She informed Jeff and I that leprauchans can be found at the end of rainbows and they have a pot of gold, but they won't share. Sounds about right! It is so much fun to hear her learning about these things. Then she mentioned to me that maybe we should beat the leprauchan up to get the pot of gold...which is PROBABLY the way to do it. But I'm not exactly where she got that idea from and we had to have a little discussion about not beating people up. Natalie has also decided that she'd like a Pinkalicious birthday party this year. It was originally princesses and then strawberry shortcake, so we'll see if this sticks!<div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Kristinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789368497022471700noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3880798665760343283.post-85568722648155538032011-02-21T14:09:00.000-05:002011-02-21T14:09:38.924-05:00What's not to love? Especially about the outfit.<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px">She picked the entire thing out. 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Ava soon lost interest in the laundry and moved on to the toy room. Natalie, on the other hand, thought it would be a fantastic idea to flip the laundry basket upside down and use it to jump into the pile of laundry. Hmmm...lemme think about that. Ummm, no. No. No. Natalie, I said no. (And I roared my terrible roars and gnashed my terrible teeth. She didn't like that very much). And she stopped jumping into the laundry pile. <br />
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In addition to her laundry basket climbing escapades that day, I can also share with you her dishwasher climbing escapades as well. Luckily I was right next to the camera to take pictures and Jeff was right next to Ava...to save her. I swear if there weren't dishes already in there, she would have climbed RIGHT inside. <br />
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The other day, Ava thought she could eat her Goldfish crackers with a fork. I tried and tried to explain to her that it just wasn't going to work. </div><div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BolYq0kFQ3E/TVnewytn5yI/AAAAAAAACDM/vB9as3v2DXc/s1600/IMG_3732.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BolYq0kFQ3E/TVnewytn5yI/AAAAAAAACDM/vB9as3v2DXc/s400/IMG_3732.JPG" /></a> </div>She thought it was pretty funny. "Whatever Mommy!!"<br />
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Just before I was going out for neighbor night. Clearly Natalie and Ava were SUPER interested in having their picture taken :)<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__YLjIgtRtjo/TTY4MGZxmJI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/u3K5HK9gAlM/s1600/IMG_3592.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__YLjIgtRtjo/TTY4MGZxmJI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/u3K5HK9gAlM/s400/IMG_3592.JPG" style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" /></a><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">It was the first full day at the babysitter for both girls and the first full day of work for me since Ava's injury. Clearly, we were all tired. And not everyone was feeling cooperative. </div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">Here is week 1. I think it's a perfect representation of where we were at the first week of 2011. We were adjusting to Ava's injury. I was exhausted and not showered. Natalie was being very goofy. Ava had finally gotten her appetite back and was eating nonstop.</div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">Ava has been doing well this week. She had a great week at the babysitter. She's also learned how to crawl forward!! She's still been having difficulty sleeping at night, but we're working on that. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Aunt Katie comes to visit later this afternoon - yay!! And Nana is coming again tomorrow. Double yay!! I had to share a picture of Ava NOT smiling. Everyone thinks she's smiley all the time. And yes, she does smile a lot. But she has her share of tantrums and cranky periods too!!!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Oh!!! And a little disclaimer...Ava is NOT going to be a big sister. At least, not any time soon. She is just wearing Natalie's Tshirts while she's in the cast. :)</div><br />
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She has always been a tough sleeper since she was about 8 weeks old. She didn't sleep through the night until she was about 7 months old. And even then there were nights with multiple wakings. And she just fights her naps - or takes just 45 minute naps. A stark difference from Natalie who took 2 solid naps a day (2 hours!! EACH!) and slept 12 hours straight at night. And slept through the night by the time she was 12 weeks old. Even now, at 3 and a half years old she STILL takes up to 3 hour naps! (Although not as frequently as she used to!) <br />
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Since Ava's accident and her stay in the hospital, she has been less than interested in sleeping. I thought naps were a struggle before...HA! And that easy baby that always went to bed...right at bedtime? GONE. As I type this, Ava is going on 1 1/2 hours of crying/yelling since she went to bed. But she was TIRED! Rubbing her eyes and yawning, TIRED! All I can think of is that she just doesn't expend enough energy with this cast on. Last night she cried for an hour before going to sleep. The night before she was up, screaming from midnight-3am. This kid REALLY doesn't want a younger sibling someday!! <br />
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In good news...she has been great at the babysitter so far! YAY!<br />
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On the briKristinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789368497022471700noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3880798665760343283.post-38316520345231534482011-01-10T15:31:00.000-05:002011-01-10T15:31:46.949-05:00Some good news today :)Not related to Ava, but the Natalie-monster.<br />
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We went to visit Dr. John today because just after Christmas, Natalie had to be rechecked for her <a href="http://www.vurinfo.com/">VUR</a>. They do that through a renal ultrasound and super fun (**insert sarcasm here**) test called a <a href="http://www.vurinfo.com/how_diagnosed.html">VCUG</a>. <br />
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The good news is that her VUR has decreased from a Level 2 in both ureters to a Level 1 in only 1 ureter! YAY! That means she will most likely outgrow it. She will have to have another VCUG in 18 months, but we'll deal with that when we get there.<br />
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Ava had a good morning! She also had an appointment with Dr John just so he could take a look at her. I really appreciate that he wanted to see her and talk to us for himself. He's so involved in the girls' healthcare and you can tell he cares so much about his patients! Some doctors just don't care and would just take the report from the hospital and move on. <br />
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I think Ava was really excited to get out of the house. She barely even cried when she was dropped off at the sitter, which is GREAT! She's been having separation anxiety for the past month or so. I hope she enjoys being with the other kids. Natalie had a really tough time at drop off - she didn't want me to go to work AT ALL. Just breaks my heart into a million and ten pieces!!! The poor thing has had me home for 3 weeks - what a tease, right? Maybe I'll be home more, someday. :)<br />
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Here's hoping that the day went well at the sitter and that Ava sleeps better than she did last night! She decided to scream last night from midnight until 3am. Maybe longer. I think 3am is the last time I remember opening my eyes. Until Natalie came in our room at 4:45am announcing to us that she threw up. We have yet to detect any signs of throw up in her room, or ours. She climbed into bed with us and went back to bed. 8pm bedtime for me tonight!Kristinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789368497022471700noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3880798665760343283.post-66746475977399584832011-01-09T09:47:00.001-05:002011-01-09T09:49:13.762-05:00Tomorrow will be 1 week...<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;">Hard to believe that tomorrow will be 1 week since Ava got her cast on. One week ago today is when she fell. Still having a hard time believing that this is really our life right now!! It feels so surreal.<br />
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First of all, I need to thank all of the special people in our lives that have helped us. My Mom came on Thursday morning and has been a godsend. I was really getting into a funk and she has helped me come out of it. And she makes it look so easy to take care of all of us!! And I'm so happy she is coming back next weekend, along with my sister. I'm really looking forward to that!<br />
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I'd also like to thank Jeff's Mom and Dad, Gary and Sue. They helped take care of Natalie while we were in the hospital and helped us out a ton when we got home from the hospital. Uncle Steve and Aunt Sara sent us a yummy welcome home gift too!!<br />
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A big thank you to our wonderful friends and neighbors. Wow, I feel really lucky to have all of them in our lives. Michelle and Enza brought us a super yummy dinner, Jessica made us a fantastic chicken noodle soup, Jen brought us chicken, mashed potatoes, and biscuits, Carolin and Boris sent us an edible arrangement while we were in the hospital, and Maansi hosted a girls night on Thursday to help get my mind off of everything. On top of that, Michelle and Maansi also took care of Natalie for us when we took Ava to the ER - THANK YOU!! Everyone has offered to take Natalie ANYTIME we need it. And another HUGE thank you to Michelle, she has helped us out with getting Natalie to and from preschool, brought us MORE food (chicken pot pie!), has had Natalie over to play, AND came up with the idea to use her backpack to cart Ava around in. THANK YOU!!!!<br />
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I'd also like to thank my friends Jenessa, Dana, and Sheila for the care packages they've sent to us - filled with lots of special treats for Ava and Natalie!! And thank you to everyone for all of the kind words, messages, and prayers to get us through this. We are humbled by the kindness, support, and generosity everyone has shown us.<br />
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Ava is doing pretty well considering most of her body is in a cast!! We are all finally adjusting to our new "normal." It has been tough...and I think the next few weeks will still continue to be tough. I just hope it goes by FAST! Ava has been in pretty decent spirits, however her fuse is SHORT! She gets frustrated easily - can't blame her! As long as we keep her busy, she's good. Yesterday my Mom and Jeff took her outside in the backpack and went snowshoeing. She LOVED it. We're going to try to get her out for a walk as often as we can. We also bought a bean bag chair (who even knew they still made those?!) for her to sit in and she really seems to like that. She is also starting to get mobile. She's trying to figure out how to crawl, she's getting good at going backwards and sideways and she's great at rolling over.<br />
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She is SOOOOO heavy with her cast. Makes it hard for me to carry her around for any length of time. Diaper changes are getting less challenging, but her cast is starting to get a little stinky. :( Oh and her cast is rubbing on her hip really badly and it looks like she's getting some bad chaffing. We go visit our pediatrician tomrorow, so I am hoping he'll have some suggestions for us. If not, we go to see the orthopedic clinic on Friday. <br />
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<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__YLjIgtRtjo/TSnKeuVe7bI/AAAAAAAAB8s/RZF5Q7O8uQY/s1600/IMG_3518.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__YLjIgtRtjo/TSnKeuVe7bI/AAAAAAAAB8s/RZF5Q7O8uQY/s400/IMG_3518.JPG" /></a> </div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img align="middle" alt="Posted by Picasa" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent; border: 0px none; padding: 0px;" /></a></div>Kristinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789368497022471700noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3880798665760343283.post-78485964172531412112011-01-08T21:56:00.001-05:002011-01-08T21:58:21.885-05:00More pictures...day 6<div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ugh, Mom, enough with the pictures!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Daddy has had enough of the pictures too.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A new ride.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is how I roll.</td></tr>
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On Sunday 1/2, we were at a birthday party at a kids gym. Ava was walking on a trampoline and slipped and fell. The way she fell, it was like she did a split, but sideways. You know, the way you are NOT supposed to do one. I knew she was probably hurt, but I was thinking worst case would be a dislocated hip or something. We headed for the MAC (Mercy Ambulatory Center) Center first because the weather wasn't good and it was close. Plus, we knew the wait would be minimal, especially since they would probably do xrays. <br />
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We got there, signed in, got xrays and found out that my darling little baby BROKE HER FREAKING FEMUR!! You know, the thigh bone. The one that is REALLY hard to break. Yup, she broke it. So, we were transferred to Children's Hospital. I rode in the ambulance with Ava. That was weird. Because she was a baby, I sat on the gurney and she sat in my lap. We get to Children's and talk to the ER doctor. Yup, leg is broken and it isn't a good break. It isn't a BAD break, but it isn't good either. It is a spiral fracture and it was displaced. It could have been worse though (and I keep reminding myself of that!). I didn't care for the orthopedic resident that came to look at her - he was very "eh, you'll deal with it" and that's not really what I needed! I needed a HUG dammit! Not, "you'll figure it out." He told us that she needed a full body cast that would go from her chest, all the way down her broken leg and then halfway down her other leg. Um, what? And that she'd need said cast for 6-8 weeks. Not cool. They loaded Ava up with some morphine and vercet and set her leg and put it in traction. She did really awesome - not even a peep! Oh and most people who got that much medicine would fall asleep, right? Not my kid! She was WIDE awake until 1am! <br />
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Anyways, after her leg was put in traction, we were sent up to her room. She settled down and started to sleep and Jeff ran home to get stuff for us since we were going to be there for awhile. I hadn't laid down (on the super awesome - insert sarcasm here - pull out couch!) for more than 5 minutes when Ava started crying. She had started having muscle spasms which is very common with a break like this. They give Valium to stop them - only the Valium didn't touch it. And neither did the morphine. Oh my poor baby! Needless to say, it was a ROUGH night. She was having spasms every few minutes and would cry, then fall asleep, have a spasm again. They had her maxed out on each type of medication and it was barely working. They slowed down around 6am and we were able to sleep for an hour or so. Then all the hustle and bustle of the hospital begins, so we didn't sleep much after that. <br />
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We had an INCREDIBLE daytime nurse. I just LOVED her. Upbeat, full of personality, wonderful with Ava, and so empathetic toward us. We had no idea what time they would get us into surgery to put Ava's cast on. Oh yea, forgot to mention that. She had to be put under anesthesia to get her cast on. We were so thankful when around 10am we got the call that there was an opening in the OR and it was time to get her cast on. I seriously cried and hugged our nurse. I was so relieved. Once she got her cast on, the spasms would be so much better. Surgery went great, she did great with the anesthesia. Oh and awesome news - she only needs the cast for 4-5 weeks. And they only had to put the cast on the 1 leg. WHEW! She then slept for a LOOOONG time after. Jeff and I took the opportunity to snooze on and off during that time as well. Once she woke up, she was crabby but mostly because she was HUNGRY. And so done with the hospital. BUT she had to stay another night. It was for the best, I know that. It was just sad. Jeff and I decided that I would go home to spend the night with Natalie - she needed one of us to be home with her. And honestly, I was just NOT strong enough to be with Ava by myself. I was having such a hard time holding it together (still am!). My father-in-law came and picked me up at the hospital and took me home. It was GOOD to be home. REALLY good. I didn't realize how done I was with the hospital too! It felt good to shower and spend some time with Natalie.<br />
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In the morning I woke up with a migraine. Of course. Because you know when it rains, it pours. I was trying to fight through it (and wouldn't you know I left my imitrex at the hospital!!) but Jeff told me I needed to get better for when he came home with Ava and to take care of myself. And he was right. So I got Natalie to the neighbors (thanks Michelle!!!) to go to school and play and then I laid down. Jeff and Ava were home by noon and everyone at the hospital was very helpful. Luckily Ava fit in her carseat! They got home around lunchtime. Oh boy, Ava is SO happy to be home. She's a little crabby (I can't blame her!) but overall she is doing well. We lay her on the floor or in her wagon. Eating is interesting...and messy. But that's ok! She has slept well so far and is taking Tylenol with Codeine for pain. It seems to work nicely and hopefully she'll only need it a few days. <br />
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Natalie is very concerned about Ava, but is handling it well. My Mom is coming to help us out soon, as is my sister and I'm thankful for that. We have had lots of help from Jeff's parents and our neighbors and I can't even begin to express my gratitude. We've made some really wonderful friends in our new neighborhood. Jeff is incredible. He has been my rock throughout all of this. I'm having a hard time - typical Momma! I'm just scared of the cast, worried about hurting her, moving her, keeping her happy. I just need a few days and some practice and I'm sure I'll be doing better then. I'll be off of work for at least a week and after that I'll evaluate day by day. Any friends and family in the area that are reading this, feel free to visit! Ava is bored, so new faces make her happy! And it's nice to have an extra set of hands and some company. <br />
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Ava will go to the Ortho Clinic next Friday for new xrays to see how things are healing. We'll have a better idea then of how she's healing and when the cast will be off. Thanks for reading and I will be sure to keep everyone posted.Kristinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789368497022471700noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3880798665760343283.post-37783166546399184192010-12-24T11:56:00.000-05:002010-12-24T11:56:52.903-05:00Merry Christmas from the Hubers!<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__YLjIgtRtjo/TRTQ00p0atI/AAAAAAAAB5w/z1BmbiHfNqk/s1600/IMG_3309.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__YLjIgtRtjo/TRTQ00p0atI/AAAAAAAAB5w/z1BmbiHfNqk/s400/IMG_3309.JPG" /></a> </div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__YLjIgtRtjo/TRTQ02DSbWI/AAAAAAAAB54/GqmVcaYLNwA/s1600/IMG_3313.JPG"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__YLjIgtRtjo/TRTQ02DSbWI/AAAAAAAAB54/GqmVcaYLNwA/s400/IMG_3313.JPG" /></a> </div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Kristinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789368497022471700noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3880798665760343283.post-74442779286638840962010-09-16T12:39:00.000-04:002010-09-16T12:39:23.714-04:00Support a great cause AND shop for Pampered Chef!!I'm having an online Pampered Chef show! 10% of the sales will go to benefit the Waner Children's Vascular Anomoly Foundation. http://www.pamperedchef.biz/katiegalvin Just type my name in as the host (Kristine Huber) and you're set to go! <br />
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The Waner Children's Foundation is a great cause and has been a great help and support to my friend while her daughter has gone through treatment for a hemangioma birthmark. For more information check out http://wanervascularanomaly.org/<br />
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Please consider helping me out with this very important cause! Thank you!Kristinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17789368497022471700noreply@blogger.com0