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BEFORE

AFTER

We are PARTY CENTRAL!!!

Oaklee and McKinzley's birthdays are exactly one week apart.  So we have been having birthday parties left and right at our house.  Saturday, March 7th was McKinzley's 6th birthday!  I still can't believe that I have a 6 year old.  As corny as it sounds, it doesn't seem like it was that long ago that we were bringing her home from the hospital.  We had a super fun day with McKinzley choosing what we did all day long.  For breakfast we had Fruit Loops, and then McKinzley opened her presents, after getting ready for the day we headed out to Jungle Jim's Playland to spend the afternoon.  The girls had sooooo much fun going from ride to ride.  I wasn't able to get pictures of them while the rides were moving because they ended up blurry. Well, I take that back, the rides that Chad went on with Brexlyn were slow enough to get good pictures of.  After Jungle Jim's we came home and had a dinner of pancakes, eggs, bacon, sausage and orange juice.  It was very tasty!  And I want to say thank you to Grandpa Hoyt and Nana Paige for calling McKinzley on her birthday and singing to her.  She absolutely loved it!  Here are a few pics:

Opening presents:

                                             Ahhhhh......cute little Tinker Bell!
As soon as McKinzley took the Tinker Bell outfit off, Brexlyn grabbed it and wanted it on.  
At Jungle Jim's Playland:
                                                  Isn't he a HUNK!!!!   
This just makes me laugh!  Brexlyn wouldn't ride alone so Chad had to squeeze in this little jeep, and the worker was on her phone texting, so it was just going around and around for like 8 minutes!  I think he thought he was going to die,lol!
                                         Taylin's face cracks me up!
                                             Blowing out her candles.......
 HAPPY BIRTHDAY MCKINZLEY!!!!!  WE LOVE YOU!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY OAKLEE!!!

     Today was Oaklee's 3rd birthday.  I can't believe that she is already 3!  My kids are growing up so fast.  I asked Oaklee the other day what she wanted to do for her birthday, and she told me that she would like to go to "her barn".  Not knowing exactly where that was, Chad and I decided to take her to Wheeler Farm, and they had so much fun.  Here are some pictures of Oaklee's day.

These are just a few pictures of her opening her presents.  The most exciting present for her was a bag of skittles.  I don't think she would have cared if she got anything else, but I didn't get any pictures of that, so you have to look at these ones :)

                  She was excited with her Little Einstein's Rocket Ship.
Ok, this is a GIGANTIC, hairy horse at Wheeler Farm.  It was really nice though.
Chad didn't like it much because it tried to take a bite out of his sweatshirt. ha ha
                                    Here are the girls on a tracter.
                             Here is Oaklee looking at the roosters..............
......and here is Brexlyn after she stuck her fingers through the chicken wire to pet the rooster. (It bit her finger.  So sad)
This is kindof a weird picture, but the girls are throwing bread to the ducks.  I don't know who that lady and little boy are that are behind them.
                                 One, Two, Three, BLOW...............
                                She thought her cake was really good :)
                                 HAPPY BIRTHDAY OAKLEE!!!

Something I forgot to blog about

This was a really long time ago, but on Christmas we went down to Chad's mom's house for lunch and his brother Drew brought one of the presents that he had gotten that morning.  This was no "normal" present though.  It was a game that two people play at a time.  One person holds onto a handle and the first person to let go loses.  Now, this might not sound like a very hard game, but the catch to it is that the handles shock you over and over again.  And each time that they shock you the shock is bigger.  Watching Chad and Drew play this game against each other was one of the funniest things in the world!  I laughed so hard!  Here are a few pictures to show you what it is kindof like.

                      Here they are, just kindof starting out before it gets really intense.

LOL!!  Here is Chad when it was shocking them really bad.  I laugh just looking at the pic!
                               Here is Drew when it was shocking him really bad.

Maybe you had to be there, but it was so much fun, and so funny!  And being Hoyt boys they didn't stop once they had played with just their hands.  They started putting it in there elbow, behind their knees, on their stomachs!  I wish I would have gotten pictures of those.  It was really entertaining.  I even tried to play it once, but I didn't make it very far.  Now notice in the pictures how you can see on their faces how much it is hurting them.  Well, Madison, Chad's little sister (13 yrs old) sat down to play this game with her brothers, and they were all thinking that she wouldn't last very long.  She sat down and held the handle through the ENTIRE thing without even flinching!!  It was amazing!  She is one tough cookie!  Anyways, that's that.

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2nd First Day of School

We recently moved up to West Jordan and McKinzley and Taylin both started at new schools today.  The fun thing about it, is that they both go to the same schools that I did when I was growing up.  Both of them did great and had a lot of fun making new friends and learning new things.  Here are a few pictures that I took right before they went to school.

P.S.  Right before we moved we cut about 10 inches off of Taylin's hair.  She loves it, and I love not having to deal with combing out the long hair every day!

                                                                     TAYLIN

                                                              MCKINZLEY

Strangled Piggies

Let me give you a little history.  At Pemberlynn's 2 month appointment I was sitting in the room listening to the doctor give me the rundown while I tried to get a pesky hair that I had found on Pemberlynn's toe unraveled.  Feeling I was being rude I told the doctor that I was sorry, but that I was having a hard time getting the hair off of her toe.  Immediately the doctor pushed her chair over to us saying, "We need to get that hair off of her toe right now!"  I was thinking "What is the big deal?  Its just a hair."  After we successfully got the hair off she told me that it can be very dangerous to get a hair wrapped around little kids toes, but she also told me that it wasn't too common.  Fast forward to today.........It is about 4:00pm and Pemberlynn has just woken up from about a 2 hour nap.  She is fussing pretty bad, and really stinky.  So I lay her down to start changing her diaper and when I pull her foot out of her pajama's I realize that something is wrong.  The middle toe on her foot is HUGE, swollen and starting to turn slightly purple!!!!  I start freaking out.  I look closely and realize that there is something (a hair) wrapped around her toe a million times and that it is cutting off circulation to her toe.  I try to pull some off, but her toe had swollen so much that it had started cutting into the top of her toe and on the bottom of her toe it had cut so deep that you could no longer see the hair and it was starting to bleed.  Luckily my mom was home so I was able to pack up Pemberlynn and leave the rest of the girls with her.  I drove as fast as I could to the insta-care.  

I had never been to this insta care before, and there are a couple of different medical groups all in one spot.  So I went inside and asked the receptionist if this was the urgent care.  This is how the conversation went.  Her: "Do you need to be seen?  I think I can get you in in a couple of minutes." Me: "My baby needs to be seen right away."  Her: "Well, then you need to go to the hospital because I have a bunch of paperwork that I still need to enter and then I need you to have fill out a whole bunch of paperwork."  Me: "Well, my baby's toe looks like it is going to fall off, so I would really appreciate it if someone could come and look at it now!"  Her: "Hold on."  Then she turns around to the nurse that is sitting behind her and says "____ can you come and look at this baby's toe?  Her mom thinks that it is going to fall off. "(all said while rolling her eyes).  Nurse:  "Sure."  Nurse walks over and looks at Pemberlynn's toe.  Nurse:  "She needs to be seen right away!  I am going to go and get the doctor to look at this.  You might need to take her to the ER."  Me: "Sigh".  Doctor comes over.  Doctor:  "I think that we can take care of her here, bring her back right away."  So I follow the nurse to the back and I get Pemberlynn out of her carseat so that she can be weighed.  While I am doing this the doctor comes and puts a numbing cream on her toe "so that it won't hurt when I take the hair off".  After the weighing (which by the way, she ways 13lbs now!)  we went into the room where I would be the prisoner of a screaming baby for the next hour.  The doctor cleans around the toe and then pulls out this needle.  He then holds Pemberlynn's foot and goes to poke the hair off?  I'm not sure.  But I am sure that he definitely poked Pemberlynn.  Well, poked is not the right word.  He made a huge laceration across the top of her toe.  The laceration came from Pemberlynn jerking her foot when he poked her.  To this he said "Don't move your foot."  Ok, now this is a man who has gone to who knows how much school to become a doctor and he is telling a 3 month old not to move her foot her he is stabbing it with a needle?!  So the cut is pretty deep and it is bleeding pretty bad.  In fact, it isn't stopping.  The doctor continued to put pressure on it again and again for at least 5 minutes and then I guess he decided that he didn't want to wait any longer so he just started poking again at her toe with the needle.  All of this time Pemberlynn is screaming bloody murder.  After another 10 minutes of poking, the doctor decides that he is going to get some Novicane to numb her toe.  So he comes back with this syringe full of Novicane.  He goes to stick it in her foot and what happens?  Of course she jerks her foot away and it bends the needle sideways making a tear at the base of her toe.  And again, a little more agitated this time, he tells Pemberlynn to not move.  So now we have blood coming from everywhere off of the toe, and still no hair removed.  Finally after another 5 minutes of unbearable screaming we have a breakthrough, a piece of hair is removed.  The doctor sighs a sigh of relief.  Doctor:  "I'm going to let you sit for minute and then come back and see if the creases in her toe are smoothing out any, but I am positive that I got the hair." While he is gone I am looking at her toe thinking, "there is no way that he got all of the hair.  Her toe still looks like a huge red and purple Michelin Tire man."  At this point I am pretty positive that there is still more hair around her toe.  When the doctor came back in he said, "What do you think?  I think it looks like we got all of the hair off."  Me: "Ummmm, I think that there is still some hair wrapped around her toe."  Doctor:  "Sigh.  Ok, let me check again, but I am pretty sure that I got it all."  So he takes out his trusty little light and shines it on her toe again.  Doctor: "Oh, there is another hair wrapped around there."  Well, there wasn't just one hair, there was a big tangle of hair that came off this time and that was what was causing the most damage.  I wanted to say "I told you so"  to the doctor, but I figured that wasn't very polite.  After he got the hair off he caked the entire top of her foot in antibiotic cream and wrapped it up.  It was so sad.  The bottom of her toe was cut really deep and the top of the toe was also cut really deep.  These were the cuts from the hair, there were also the cuts from the doctor.  I was given the instructions to watch for more swelling, just in case there was another hair, but the doctor was confident this time that he had gotten all of it :)  He told me to check it periodically to make sure that it wasn't turning purple and dying.  Very reassuring.  Well, it is 5 hours later and I just looked at her toe, and it looks tons better!  I have to put antibiotics on it 2-3 times a day for a while, but things should be fine.

Now I just have to say, this is my 5th child and I had NEVER heard of a toe being strangled by a hair until I was at Pemberlynn's 2 month appointment, and I was told that it was pretty uncommon.  Ok, this happened twice within a month!  And the second time was almost fatal for her poor little piggy.  The doctor at the insta care told me that Pemberlynn's toe was the worse case that he had ever seen.  It's crazy!  Who looks inside all of their kids socks and PJ's to make sure that a stray hair isn't waiting in the depths to take its next victim?  So I warn all of you now, check you little piggies often!

I didn't take a picture of her toe when it looked like it was about to fall off, it was the last thing on my mind, but at the top is a picture of when it was all wrapped up.

UPDATING

I am just updating.  Things are a bit better than before.

                                                                                              -CHAD

A Quote By A Great Man

You know how sometimes you go to a church meeting and you feel like a certain lesson was directed right at you?  Well, a couple of Sundays ago I had one of these moments.  Life has been tough lately and this quote by President Hinckley made me stop and realize what an amazing life I really do have, and that I should be grateful for it.  Here is the quote:

Anyone who imagines that bliss in normal

Is going to waste a lot of time

running around shouting

that he's been robbed.

The fact is that most putts don't drop,

most beef is tough,

most children grow up to be just people,

most successful marriages require

a high degree of mutual toleration,

most jobs are more often dull than

otherwise.

Life is like an old-time rail journey...

Delays...sidetracks...smoke...

dust...cinders and jolts,

interspersed only occasionally

by beautiful vistas

and thrilling bursts of speed.

The trick is

to thank the Lord

for letting you have the ride."

-President Gordon B.Hinckley

7 YEARS AGO

Seven years ago today, Chad proposed to me.  It was late at night and we had just gotten back from doing a little Christmas shopping.  We had just gotten to my friends Katey's house, where my car was, to get in and head to my house when Chad asked if I wanted to go for a walk.  This surprised me because one, Chad hates going for walks, and two, it was snowing and FREEZING cold!  These two things made me a little suspicious, but I love to go on walks and I figured that if he was offering I wouldn't pass it up.  We walked FOREVER just chit chatting and enjoying each others company when Chad stopped and asked where a certain park was.  The park that he was talking about was clear back by my friend Katey's house at least a half a mile away now.  I told him this, and he decided that we should head back that way anyways since it was getting late and a lot colder.  So, we finally got back to the street that my friend lived on and I started to turn to get my car, but Chad asked if we could keep walking.  Now I was extremely suspicious.  I went with him and we started walking through the middle of the park that he had asked about before.  When we were about half way through he sort of slowed down and was looking out over the grass like he wanted me to see something.  I didn't see anything at first (it had snowed a lot and put a thin layer over what he wanted me to see), but then he said "look" and pointed at the ground.  On the ground were huge letters 4' by 2' that were 2by4's nailed together to say "MARRY ME".  When I turned back to him he was on one knee and he asked me if I would spend the rest of my life with him.  Of course I said "yes"!  And here we are, 7 years later with 5 beautiful little girls and a love so deep for each other, I would have never thought a love like this existed.  I can't imagine my life without Chad (I know, I'm getting corny now:) ).  I love you Chad!    

A Rotten Night

It is so fun for me to see how my older girls love, and adore Pemberlynn.  Unfortunately, along with this love came the passing of germs.  I tried to be really careful but Pemberlynn ended up catching a cold that the other girls had.  It didn't seem to bad until Sunday night.  We had been home from a family dinner for about an hour and Pemberlynn started to cough so badly that she wasn't able to breath.  She started to go blue around her mouth and her eyes were watering really bad.  Needless to say, it scared the HOLY CRAP out of me!  So I took her to the pediatric after hours to be looked at.  After the doctor had looked at her, he told me that I needed to take her over to Utah Valley Regional Medical Center to be monitored over night.  Talk about anxiety!  So, I took her over there and they started taking all of her vitals, which in babies they take their blood pressure on both of there arms and both of their legs (she did not like that at all).  After they did their initial assessment, they set us up in a room to wait for some tests to be done.  Once we got to our room a respiratory therapist came in and stuck a tube up Pemberlynn's nose and down her throat and sucked a whole bunch of junk out.  It was really hard and sad to watch them hold her down while she cried and gagged :(  They took the junk to send off to be tested for all kinds of things.  After that they hooked her up to some different wires that monitored her oxygen levels and other things.  Then they did a chest x-ray to see if her lungs had fluid in them.  Finally they were done for awhile.  By this time it is about 1:00am, and Pemberlynn would not go to sleep if I laid her down in the crib, and since she was attached to a bunch of wires I had to sit in the chair next to the crib and hold her the entire night.  I didn't sleep at all.  But I am ok with this because all of her tests came back good and she is recovering well.  It was such a scary thing because they are so little, and things can happen so fast.  I 'm just glad that we have her and that she is healthy!  Here are a few pictures that I took while I was there. (they had the cutest little gowns for babies).

Just some fun pictures

Here are just a few pictures that have been taken in the past couple of weeks......

                                                                 Proud Daddy

                                                     Taylin and Pemberlynn
                                                  McKinzley and Pemberlynn
                                  Oaklee and Pemberlynn (Oaklee looks a little possessed) 
Here are the girls on Halloween.  We went to the trunk-or-treat at my parents house.  McKinzley is Belle, Taylin is Sper Girl, Oaklee is a Butterfly, and Brexlyn is a Skunk.

                                 I just love this picture of Brexlyn!  She is definitely a ham.
                                         This is how Brexlyn gives Pemberlynn loves.
                                                                 Pemberlynn   
Chad got this picture of Pemberlynn right when she was in the middle of sneezing.  So cute!

Introducing.......

                                                           Pemberlynn Hoyt

                                              I love how chunky her cheeks are!!!!!

SHE HAS ARRIVED!!!!

Pemberlynn was born yesterday morning at 11:41am.  She weighed 7lbs 12oz and was 20 inches long.  Stay tuned for pictures.