tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61471912963551425072024-03-12T19:18:48.457-07:00Blaine and Krystle and #littlebassettsKrystle Bassetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735033339341858738noreply@blogger.comBlogger57125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147191296355142507.post-55289796479343943602018-05-10T12:40:00.000-07:002018-05-10T12:41:33.854-07:00My PlaceI am trying to find my place in the world. Two years ago, I changed jobs. I have always defined myself as a teacher. It's not what I do, it is <i style="font-weight: bold;">who I am. </i>So when I moved to the district office, to the "dark side" as my teacher-friends called it, I felt a bit lost. A few months after changing jobs, my husband and I made the choice to buy my childhood home. He was all in, and I was hesitant. Life, I know, is always about change, but I am just so tired of moving forward. There is something to be said, too, about breaking out of the world you know. Am I making my world too small, to move back to where I began?<br />
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The move was hard. I left my neighbors and friends, the people who have known my children since that very first day. The first day we walked into church as a family of six, all my little boys were wearing boots. One of them had pee down the front of his pants. Buzz cuts and new socks and hesitant smiles. We walked into that room and said, "Hey. We're parents now. Can you help us out?" And they did. That 10th ward was so wonderful, so good to us. When I think of living in Nebo Heights, I think of peach pies and moonlight walks and hanging out in the front yard as neighbors. That is, truly, where I feel in love with my husband. It is where we wiggled around trying to find the right fit as parents. We were so fully embraced, our family was so fully LOVED. And I knew that everything would be alright.<br />
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I moved out of my classroom (my second home) and into an office that is comfortable and well-lit and lonely. My job is amazing, and has allowed me to travel all over the nation, connect with beautiful people, and learn incredible lessons. I have become braver, more willing to speak out loud and share what I believe. I am finding my voice. I know that I would have happily been in the classroom for years and years, and will happily go back to the classroom if and when the time is right.<br />
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But goodness, I am grateful to be where I am. I have had the chance to learn and grow and become more than I once was. I just haven't quite found my place.<br />
<br />Krystle Bassetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735033339341858738noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147191296355142507.post-24191873947285797832017-06-30T12:33:00.000-07:002018-05-10T12:35:21.447-07:00Courage Needed<h3 class="graf graf--h3" name="9af1">
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I have been an Innovation Specialist for one year. In this time, I have only scratched the surface of what it means to have this role. I am beginning to understand teachers and students at higher levels. On a given day, I have brief moments in which I believe I have cracked the code: I know what to do and I know how to help and I can acutely see how one small pivot will make a difference in our school district. And then, a little hiccup hits the next day and I realize just how little I know. In the past year, I have been in 5 schools, dozens and dozens of classrooms, and held individualized learning sessions with teachers and teachers and teachers. I love it.</div>
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I work in Google Drive and Facebook and Twitter. I work from my phone, and my MacBook, and my iPad. Every day is different because every day is focused on meeting the needs of my teachers. There are quiet days where I can focus on the projects that are on my to-do list, and days that extend well beyond contract hours. There are days that I have a chance to create and share good news and there are days that are dominated by troubleshooting.</div>
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This year, I have lead 9 group meetings for our Personalized Learning leads. I have hosted 12 Adobe Connect and 12 Face to Face learning sessions for new teachers. I have began to rally teachers around micro-credentials and worked to craft policy and procedure around such.</div>
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I broke our district website for a weekend and lost several hours of sleep over it.</div>
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I spent a transformative week in Cupertino at Apple Academy, where I learned how to tell stories, connect with others, and take risks.</div>
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I became Google Certified and earned my Swift Playground badge.</div>
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For a hiccup example: on a Friday in May, one that looked like any other, I broke our district website. I clicked a simple button on the backend that rendered the front end basically worthless. No articles. No links. No pictures. All weekend long I dreamed about our homepage, having nightmares about pushing refresh and seeing nothing. I had to take a step back and acknowledge my own lack of knowledge and ask for help. It required a large dose of humility.</div>
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And sometimes, moments of clarity. This year, I have earned 5 micro-credentials. I have supported teachers as district-wide we have earned over 40. Those 40 badges represent growth and courage and learning. I understand now just how much we are asking when we ask teachers to engage the platform. We are asking for courage and we are asking for trust. Trust us enough to come with us on this journey. Trust YOURSELF enough to take the first step toward a better you. Leave your comfort zone and join me as you take a risk. </div>
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Micro-credentials feel risky because you are submitting evidence to a stranger. You are holding up your baby Lion-King style and letting the whole savanna take a look. Each time I submit a micro-credential, I hold my breath for just a moment. But I do it because I know that this role requires bravery. I have to engage if I am asking our teachers to do the same.</div>
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My dear friend, Kiera Beddes, was featured in a podcast on Soundcloud. As I heard her speak, I am reminded of what we are doing and why. We are trying to improve our culture of learning. We are trying to create a personalized, flexible learning environment for students. </div>
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Last week, I met with the assistant superintendent and we talked about what might go on a t-shirt. What message do we want to give our stakeholders? What is at the heart of what we are doing? I answered that we are trying to improve learning district-wide. In contrast, he believes that we are trying to personalize learning so that we can make school “work” for a greater number of students. If we make it JUST about learning, then the standardized test at the end of the year is the metric. And we know that is not the goal. The goal is the create a structure in which multiple measures of success are celebrated. Multiple measures of success are recognized. It’s not just about a final score.</div>
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It’s been a formative year, one where I have very much had to internalize the idea of #growthmindset. It has been a year of courage and trust and grit. And more courage is needed.</div>
Krystle Bassetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735033339341858738noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147191296355142507.post-63111738498329040102016-07-06T12:36:00.000-07:002018-05-10T12:37:10.958-07:00I Submitted My First Micro-credential Today<br />
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During my ten years as a classroom teacher, I kept a bright orange poster on display that asked two critical questions:</div>
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Part of my new job as Innovation Specialist includes rethinking professional development for our school district. At the forefront of this conversation is that of micro-credentials; the platform being offered by <a class="markup--anchor markup--p-anchor" data-href="http://digitalpromise.org/" href="http://digitalpromise.org/" rel="noopener" target="_blank">Digital Promise</a> is most interesting to me because it allows teachers to show what they know in a public way.</div>
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In February, as I was preparing to apply for my new job, I started exploring. I signed up for an account at <a class="markup--anchor markup--p-anchor" data-href="https://bloomboard.com/microcredential/provider/ac2f23c8-274d-449d-ac3f-6ad29e399737" href="https://bloomboard.com/microcredential/provider/ac2f23c8-274d-449d-ac3f-6ad29e399737" rel="noopener" target="_blank">Bloomboard</a> and tagged credentials of interest. I started a few. And then stopped. I was overwhelmed. I doubted myself. I ran out of a time. I originally read the details of each micro-credential and felt confident that I could demonstrate my proficiency. Then I became scared.</div>
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Today, my office is quiet. Most of the staff has gone to a conference. This morning, I sat down at my computer and completed the three micro-credentials I had previously started. Each was already about 90% of the way complete, but I had to take them each a final step before I could push submit. I took a deep breath, revisited each goal, and completed my first step in the micro-credential process.</div>
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I chose each credential initially because I believe that they are all things that I am proficient in. I went for my strengths in hopes that I can have an early win, feel successful on this new personalized learning journey.</div>
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While they are awaiting approval, I have a chance to document and reflect on this learning of mine. I will be asking teachers to do this very same thing, this thing that felt like a bit of a rollercoaster when I began.</div>
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They will be confused.</div>
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They might be nervous.</div>
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They may feel crunched for time.</div>
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They might not want to push submit.</div>
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It’s my job to facilitate and support their learning, to help them have the confidence to show what they know. I can’t in good faith ask them to do something that I haven’t done.</div>
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Ultimately, I feel a bit of success at submitting. I am putting my work out there for peer review. That is the same sense of accomplishment I want my teachers to feel. The success that comes from showing what you know and wearing it like a badge of pride.</div>
Krystle Bassetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735033339341858738noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147191296355142507.post-20907815580639325882016-07-05T12:27:00.000-07:002018-05-10T12:28:13.956-07:00All Good Things<figure class="graf graf--figure" name="3d07"><img class="graf-image" data-height="568" data-image-id="1*RonPOQx5GWpyYSuyCP13DQ.jpeg" data-width="474" src="https://cdn-images-1.medium.com/max/1600/1*RonPOQx5GWpyYSuyCP13DQ.jpeg" /></figure><br />
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I am packing up my classroom bit by bit and folder by folder. Most of the contents of folders are ending up in the recycling bin. They were good ideas at the time, but so much time has passed since I first stepped into this classroom. I have to cherish the teacher I have become while not losing sight of the teacher I was. I treasure my time as a new teacher. I value becoming a veteran. I have classroom war stories, like the time a student climbed up my wall of windows like a monkey, just to see if he could. Or the time that students kidnapped Bear and left a ransom note in his place. All good things.</div>
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My first year teaching, students completed tasks whose answers were completely “Google-able.” There were enormous point values attached to each. 100 points for a book project. Students earned points simply for completing the project. There were no standards. The 2006 ELA core was “new” and the targets were simple. We were learning, all of us together. I learned how to be a teacher in this space, in this school. I grew up within these walls.</div>
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10 years later, and I am finding treasures as I clean out filing cabinets. Within the past few years, my need for my files in cabinets has disappeared altogether. Some other uses:</div>
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The files I am sorting through were good. I have impacted my students. I have grown in this space. But, there are other good things to come.</div>
Krystle Bassetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735033339341858738noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147191296355142507.post-45013981856139317252015-12-14T17:51:00.000-08:002015-12-14T17:51:36.879-08:00What Do I Want Out of Life?While cleaning out my desk I came across a piece of my writing from 2009. I thought I would share it here. :)<br />
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<b>What Do I Want Out of Life?</b><br />
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In the long run?<br />
A home<br />
A family<br />
A Friday night date<br />
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Someone who loves me more<br />
Than I have ever loved<br />
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A goodnight kiss<br />
Hot chocolate at midnight<br />
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A miracle<br />
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Early morning breezes<br />
And bike rides<br />
Pumpkin cake and cream cheese frosting<br />
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Little wiggly toes to tickle.<br />
Laughter at bedtime<br />
A tiny someone who has my eyes.<br />
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Peace.<br />
<b><br /></b>Krystle Bassetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735033339341858738noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147191296355142507.post-65098175102315674452015-06-29T14:47:00.000-07:002018-05-10T12:40:49.455-07:00Littles<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Today, June 29, is the year mark from the day I became a mom.<br />
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My entire life has been a series of tender mercies. I am still convinced that I was given my scholarship to Westminster simply because Heavenly Father knew that as a teenager, my tendency was to give up if things were too hard, and He knew I needed to be a teacher.<br />
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When I moved to Nephi, I was given a great job simply because the Lord knew that I needed to be HOME in order to sort out the mess I was making of my life. It worked.<br />
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Shortly after falling in love with Blaine, I became his Mrs. without hesitation. Our relationship is now and always has been EASY. We knew that we could build a happy life, that we could build a beautiful forever and so we did. We are.</div>
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We found an incredible home with room to grow. Purchased at auction, we marveled at the home and tried to think of how we could possibly fill five bedrooms. <b>A tender mercy.</b><br />
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In February of last year, my sister called and talked to me about a possible adoption. There were four siblings, three boys and a girl, who needed a place to land. They were young: 3, 4, 6, 7 and living with an aunt in Wyoming. Originally, their aunt (who is a saint in her own right) hoped to keep at least two children together. At the same time, LDS Family Services began to pull back from adoption. We found out that services would end in January 2015.<br />
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We began the process of becoming foster certified. Our foster care licenser is the very same woman who completed our LDS Family Services intake three years ago. She was able to streamline our foster care licensing, making it a quick task instead of an arduous one. <b>A tender mercy.</b><br />
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One signed paper allowed Montana to access our Utah files. This streamlined a two-state adoption and the littles were able to move directly into our home from their aunt's without having to wait in a group home for paperwork to go through. <b>A tender mercy. </b><br />
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On June 29, Blaine and I drove to Wyoming to load up 2 bunk beds, 8 boxes, and 4 little people. They ran out of their aunt's house and one of them shouted: "We're moving to Utah!" And so it began.<br />
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As we drove home, Blaine and I were in different cars. I was in our car with my little brother, two little boys, and my mother in law. Blaine was in another car with my parents, and the other two littles. Jace (my little brother) drove the entire way from there to home and I sat in the back seat. As soon as the sun went down I started sobbing and couldn't stop. I was so overwhelmed at the gravity of what we had done. I felt in some way that we were kidnapping the kids, that there was no real way that we should be able to take them out of state to our home. I was terrified, and all I wanted in the world was to hold Blaine's hand and tell him so.<br />
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We've spent the last year figuring out how to survive as new parents. Blaine is and always will be a champ. He is better at discipline and routine and teaching. He is our stay at home parent and has committed his full energies to these little souls. It is so incredible to watch him become a dad. It's a chance I wasn't sure I would ever get, and I value it beyond words.<br />
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Last week, we received an email asking for our lawyer's name. And would we be keeping the littles' names? This is the most official correspondence I have received since the little people moved in, and it feels more real somehow than anything we have done so far. They are soon-to-be Bassetts. They will be the first grandchildren on Blaine's side of the family to carry that name.<br />
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Wait. Watch. Beautiful things will happen. God is in the mix. I think He finds joy in watching his children sort through this life. All good decisions and tender mercies and a whole lot of love.</div>
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Krystle Bassetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735033339341858738noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147191296355142507.post-17252496823841134662014-05-10T16:40:00.000-07:002014-05-10T16:40:25.316-07:00Happy Mother's Day 2014It doesn't happen often, but sometimes I have dreams about babies. A few weeks ago, I was having a dream so lovely that when the alarm sounded, I asked Blaine to let me keep sleeping so I could see it all the way through. What was so great about the dream? I was holding a crying baby.<br />
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This little bite-size was SCREAMING up a storm. I was rocking her and holding her and trying to calm her down. With no luck.<br />
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My mom came into the room and stood behind me. She put her arm on my arm and reminded me that the baby was used to a heart beat. She told me that I just needed to hold her a little closer to help her calm down, that if baby could hear and feel my heart she would relax.<br />
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I held the little girl close to my body and it worked like a charm. It was such a tender assurance, to have my mom next to me, showing me how to be a mother. And even though this little tiny one was crying, it was a dream and not a nightmare because there was something so comforting, standing there, rocking a baby. And while the dream was about this baby in my arms, it was also about the woman beside me. We were three generations together in a space, making sense of each other.<br />
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I'm not yet a mother, but I do have an amazing mother of my own.<br />
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Happy Mother's Day, my lovely mama. You have prepared me in every way to take on the daunting task of motherhood when I am given the chance. I am grateful to have you nearby, to share a hometown with you. I am glad for Bunco and book club and Sunday dinners. I am glad for drink runs and shopping trips and hand me down clothes.<br />
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You are a wonderful mom. You have taught all my sisters how to be the same. I am not scared of motherhood because I have seen you tackle it with gusto and grace.<br />
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Love you.<br />
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Krystle Bassetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735033339341858738noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147191296355142507.post-88514578548041115532014-04-08T17:21:00.000-07:002014-04-08T19:05:03.675-07:00Gift From the Sea: Santa Monica Edition<div class="" style="clear: both;">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">For the past few days, Blaine and I have been in Santa Monica. We travelled here with our two younger brothers, having rented a little studio apartment on the beach. We can look out the window and see the ocean.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">This morning I went hunting for sea glass. There is something graceful and lovely about a piece of glass, a piece of garbage, really, that has turned into a treasure because of the tide.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Blaine was looking for bleached white shells and rocks when I joined in his search. Right near his feet I found the most fantastic piece of blue glass. It is my favorite shade. I felt like it was fate, to find such a piece of glass right near him. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">A few moments later, I found another larger piece. It was the same shade of blue but twice the size. I was feeling quite pleased with myself, a handful of glass, next to my sweetheart. I was a bit proud.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Then a wave came. I was not facing the ocean, but facing the shore, and I never even saw it coming. I lost my balance and dropped my handful of glass. The glass was quickly swept away.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">After a moment of pure happiness, I was literally knocked over. Quite quickly, all my efforts were in vain. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">There are a myriad of lessons to be learned from this moment, most of them about being happy with what is given to me. There is also something to the idea of not mourning that which is lost. And things are just things. And that there will always be waves, and some of them will catch me off guard, or knock me down flat.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">But there are other lessons of joy. And peace. And happiness. I'll leave you to consider those.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Finally, a few quotes from the text, just so you can have a feel for how great the book is:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“One cannot collect all the beautiful shells on the beach. One can only collect a few. One moon shell is more impressive than three. There is only one moon in the sky.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; line-height: 18px;">― </span><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/21135.Anne_Morrow_Lindbergh" style="background-color: white; color: #666600; line-height: 18px; text-decoration: none;">Anne Morrow Lindbergh</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; line-height: 18px;">, </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #181818; line-height: 18px;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/work/quotes/37467" style="color: #666600; text-decoration: none;">Gift from the Sea</a></i></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; line-height: 18px;">“Perhaps this is the most important thing for me to take back from beach-living: simply the memory that each cycle of the tide is valid; each cycle of the wave is valid; each cycle of a relationship is valid.” </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; line-height: 18px;">― </span><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/21135.Anne_Morrow_Lindbergh" style="background-color: white; color: #666600; line-height: 18px; text-decoration: none;">Anne Morrow Lindbergh</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; line-height: 18px;">, </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #181818; line-height: 18px;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/work/quotes/37467" style="color: #666600; text-decoration: none;">Gift from the Sea</a></i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">“Don't wish me happiness. </span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;">I don't expect to be happy all the time...</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;">It's gotten beyond that somehow.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;">Wish me courage and strength and a sense of humor. </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;">I will need them all.” </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;">― </span><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/21135.Anne_Morrow_Lindbergh" style="background-color: white; color: #666600; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px; text-decoration: none;">Anne Morrow Lindbergh</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;">, </span><i style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 18px;"><a href="https://www.goodreads.com/work/quotes/37467" style="color: #666600; text-decoration: none;">Gift from the Sea</a></i></div>
Krystle Bassetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735033339341858738noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147191296355142507.post-32369834255657232932014-03-26T16:31:00.001-07:002014-03-26T16:57:57.973-07:00Yep. It's been a year.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Today we had our second home study. That means that we have been on this adoption journey for one year. I scrambled like a mad woman, cleaning our already clean home. I hassled Blaine, talked him into loading the dishwasher, clearing his stuff off the desk in the office and helping me make our house smell less like teenage boy (We've had a lot of brother-visitors lately). :)<br />
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Our lovely caseworker walked into our front room and no where else, so all the cleaning was in vain.<br />
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Last year, when I was prepping for my home study, I was convinced that I absolutely needed to have a table runner. You know those strips of fabric that run down the middle of a table for no apparent reason? I needed one.<br />
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I tried to make a mockup using fabric scraps and wood glue. It was not pretty. It looked as sad as it sounds.<br />
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My mom, sensing my urgency, came over to my house, threaded my machine, and gently and patiently helped me sew. I think it's beautiful. I think she's amazing.<br />
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Maybe each year we get a home study, I'll add one little bit of decor to my home, to commemorate the event.<br />
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Maybe within the next year, we will have an addition far more exciting and priceless than a silly home accessory. That would be awesome.<br />
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<span style="color: #45818e; font-size: x-large;">It's been a year.</span>Krystle Bassetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735033339341858738noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147191296355142507.post-13532437957043037802014-03-04T18:39:00.002-08:002014-03-05T19:10:27.527-08:00February: Lessons Learned<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUpKyO80VeqDY-G7wxRNCDrS_V6FRru2C0hhKo7DI5CDwcfAkCG_GTApavIethVM-f4doc5YUh-9mnk_MEbt4YqrXx42tao52tHaxXHEanT8CjdMUW9E6Q2g37HkM1V5ezBDrCldo1ealh/s1600/karma.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUpKyO80VeqDY-G7wxRNCDrS_V6FRru2C0hhKo7DI5CDwcfAkCG_GTApavIethVM-f4doc5YUh-9mnk_MEbt4YqrXx42tao52tHaxXHEanT8CjdMUW9E6Q2g37HkM1V5ezBDrCldo1ealh/s1600/karma.jpg" height="400" width="288" /></a><br />
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<li><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-weight: normal;">My Mr. is even more incredible than I realized.</span></li>
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<li><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-weight: normal;">It IS possible to be busier than I thought possible.</span></li>
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<li><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-weight: normal;">Anticipation is fun. Possibilities are endless.</span></li>
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<li><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-weight: normal;">"It" will happen when the time is right. </span></li>
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Last week during the final meeting, we had a mini-lesson that gave every person in the room a chance to stand up and "fill in the blanks" of the following phrases. It was beautiful, and I decided that I would use it to frame tonight's blog post.<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">My name is __________________. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">I [like to] __________________,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">but most importantly I am a child of God. </span><br />
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I like the idea of it, this one simple [and enormous] thing that everyone could testify of. Tender.<br />
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My name is Krystle.<br />
I like to wash dishes and organize things,<br />
<b><i>but most importantly I am a child of God.</i></b><br />
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My name is Krystle.<br />
I make mistakes more often than I would like,<br />
<b><i>but most importantly I am a child of God</i></b>.<br />
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My name is Krystle.<br />
I am a teacher and a student and a friend,<br />
<b><i>But most importantly I am a child of God.</i></b><br />
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My name is Krystle.<br />
I am a wife and hopeful mother,<br />
<b><i>but most importantly I am a child of God.</i></b><br />
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So, there are some of mine. Could you leave a statement of yours in the comments? I think that would be pretty awesome.<br />
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Love,<br />
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Krystle Bassetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735033339341858738noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147191296355142507.post-67331116251485108842013-12-24T12:14:00.003-08:002013-12-24T12:14:46.091-08:00Merry Christmas 2013!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Krystle Bassetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735033339341858738noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147191296355142507.post-14832163006488192362013-11-06T18:24:00.000-08:002018-05-10T12:43:11.784-07:00A Good Day<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrmXoqJntP1VLHyVm4AfdDpFE7G1DAii3Nu7mDCBvQFzHawBDlyT69GS1Lwd9X1vYXwj9X8ojcWbTlc-nbSkvUXf8O2AESh1sWZ1GkCKVegRuCrUdGvWDyxFjnt8e5Ki6RSXGKeei0v8TU/s1600/143856.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrmXoqJntP1VLHyVm4AfdDpFE7G1DAii3Nu7mDCBvQFzHawBDlyT69GS1Lwd9X1vYXwj9X8ojcWbTlc-nbSkvUXf8O2AESh1sWZ1GkCKVegRuCrUdGvWDyxFjnt8e5Ki6RSXGKeei0v8TU/s320/143856.jpg" width="249" /></a><span style="font-size: medium;">It's been a good day. Nothing particularly earth-shattering, just a quiet feeling of peace that everything is going to be okay and life is lovely. I think that sometimes the Lord blesses us with good days so that we can endure. We are given little glimpses of beauty, little tastes of pure bliss because then, when we do have to see the bad, have to endure the bitter, we have a memory of a more delicious time, of something delightful. And we know that more of those good moments are ahead, so we can get through the moments that aren't so good. Yep. That's what I think. It's been a good day.</span></div>
Krystle Bassetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735033339341858738noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147191296355142507.post-26186339190568861702013-10-31T09:39:00.000-07:002013-10-31T09:43:53.135-07:00Day 31: Quiet<span style="font-size: large;">Maybe Baby,</span><br />
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The difference is this: the messages we have for you from this point out will be kept in our hearts, not published for the world <strike>wide web.</strike> </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><span style="font-size: large;">The last and biggest message we have to share? We love you, and we will try to wait patiently until we meet you.</span><br />
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[We are hoping to adopt. You can view our It's About Love Profile <a href="https://itsaboutlove.org/ial/profiles/28703335/ourMessage.jsf" style="color: #7d171d; text-decoration: none;">HERE</a>.]</div>
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[Read about this series and read the other messages <a href="http://blaineandkrystle.blogspot.com/p/31-days.html" style="color: #7d171d; text-decoration: none;">HERE</a>.]</div>
<br />Krystle Bassetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735033339341858738noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147191296355142507.post-77089798300407733372013-10-30T15:20:00.000-07:002013-10-30T18:27:43.061-07:00Day 30: Krystle (From Blaine)<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: large;">Your mama is amazing. </span><span style="font-size: large;">I love her to pieces. </span><span style="font-size: large;">She is really funny and makes the most adorable faces. </span><span style="font-size: large;">Sometimes she catches me looking at her and blushes. </span><span style="font-size: large;">I love it. </span><span style="font-size: large;">Your Mama is so special to me I wanted our proposal to reflect that. </span><span style="font-size: large;">Let me explain.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">For family-home-evening. My dad would always find a classic movie for us to enjoy: <i>Sabrina, Singing in the Rain</i>, or a recent John Wayne purchase (dad's favorite). In these movies the woman was surprised when the man would propose. </span><span style="font-size: large;">It was always a shock but a no brainer that was the answer to their situation. </span><span style="font-size: large;">I would ask couples how they got engaged, went ring shopping, and did everything before he proposed.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Driving home on a special Wednesday from Salt Lake, I dropped by Wilson Diamonds, and picked out a ring. On the drive home I arranged to talk her dad to ask his permission and blessing. I also arranged the proposal.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Finally the weekend came </span><span style="font-size: large;">and </span><span style="font-size: large;">off to the school play,</span></div>
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[We are hoping to adopt. You can view our It's About Love Profile <a href="https://itsaboutlove.org/ial/profiles/28703335/ourMessage.jsf" style="color: #7d171d; text-decoration: none;">HERE</a>.]</div>
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[Read about this series and read the other messages <a href="http://blaineandkrystle.blogspot.com/p/31-days.html" style="color: #7d171d; text-decoration: none;">HERE</a>.]</div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Maybe Baby,</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">How do I know what lessons you need to hear until I see your face and hold your little hand? I don't. How do I know what advice you might need when you are an angst filled teenager? I don't. Right now, I spout off vague silly wonderings, not really knowing what you will like to know or what you really need to get through life. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Heavenly Father places people in our lives who are exactly what we need. I have a friend who makes me laugh. I laugh at everything she says. I have a friend who brings me back down to earth, who helps me see the logic when I am feeling crazy. I have another friend who I only see once a year who can still manage to see right to my heart.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">When you and I find each other, I will do my best to help you learn and grow. I will teach you things I have learned to save you from the hard lessons. I want to be someone who makes you laugh, who brings you back to earth, and who can sometimes see right into your heart. Is that too much to ask?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">[We are hoping to adopt. You can view our It's About Love Profile </span><a href="https://itsaboutlove.org/ial/profiles/28703335/ourMessage.jsf" style="color: #7d171d; font-size: large; text-decoration: none;">HERE</a><span style="font-size: x-small;">.]</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">[Read about this series and read the other messages </span><a href="http://blaineandkrystle.blogspot.com/p/31-days.html" style="color: #7d171d; font-size: large; text-decoration: none;">HERE</a>.<span style="font-size: x-small;">]</span></div>
Krystle Bassetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735033339341858738noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147191296355142507.post-20376663280540177512013-10-28T15:06:00.000-07:002013-10-28T15:45:43.330-07:00Day 28: Elephant in the Room<div class="MsoNormal">
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We attended the Pumpkin Walk in North Logan this weekend.</td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: large;">There's an elephant in the room right now. Blaine went in to
the hospital this morning. He goes every so often because he was born with CF,
a condition that makes his life harder than I would wish on even my worst enemy. He's
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<span style="font-size: large;">It's the elephant in the room because I sometimes forget that he doesn't feel well. I don't ignore it on purpose, but we live such a normal life that once in awhile I forget that things are not entirely normal. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Sigh. It's gonna be lonely.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">[We are hoping to adopt. You can view our It's About Love Profile </span><a href="https://itsaboutlove.org/ial/profiles/28703335/ourMessage.jsf" style="color: #7d171d; font-size: large; text-decoration: none;">HERE</a><span style="font-size: small;">.]</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">[Read about this series and read the other messages </span><a href="http://blaineandkrystle.blogspot.com/p/31-days.html" style="color: #7d171d; font-size: large; text-decoration: none;">HERE</a>.<span style="font-size: small;">]</span></div>
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Krystle Bassetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735033339341858738noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147191296355142507.post-11103644594054500542013-10-27T16:23:00.003-07:002013-10-27T17:52:33.048-07:00Day 27: Our Home<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: large;">Maybe Baby,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">The home we live in is pretty awesome. When we bought it we could tell that it had been abused. We worked together to show it that we loved it. When we first got married, we lived on mostly bare floors from May until September. Your dad and I woke up every morning and found a new project to do. Now, the projects are slowing down, and we just get to enjoy the space and the pretty room.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">When we were working, our rooms had funny nicknames, like the mold room, and the pee closet. Gross, huh? Just try to think of why they were called that.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">When we had our home study, the adoption case worker said that our garage was HAZARDOUS. We're working on that project next. :)</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Now it looks like this.</td></tr>
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<span style="color: #45818e; font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif;">Our home is a blessing, </span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #45818e; font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif;">just like the thought of you.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #fefdfa; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: medium;">[We are hoping to adopt. You can view our It's About Love Profile </span><a href="https://itsaboutlove.org/ial/profiles/28703335/ourMessage.jsf" style="color: #7d171d; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: large; text-decoration: none;">HERE</a><span style="background-color: #fefdfa; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: medium;">.]</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: #fefdfa; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="font-size: medium;">[Read about this series and read the other messages </span><a href="http://blaineandkrystle.blogspot.com/p/31-days.html" style="color: #7d171d; font-size: large; text-decoration: none;">HERE</a>.<span style="font-size: medium;">]</span></span></div>
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Krystle Bassetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735033339341858738noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147191296355142507.post-66429196242044517842013-10-26T09:52:00.001-07:002013-10-26T15:06:40.739-07:00Day 26: Kisses<div>Maybe Baby,</div><div>I just thought I'd warn you. Your Maybe Parents love each other, and sometimes we will give each other kisses in public JUST to embarrass you. Funny, huh? Consider yourself warned.</div><div><br></div><div>Love you.</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrhLpkFC9NOu2wqmC_DH-RIUmyc6D1XnfgWmnLZbChKQC7ULVgVvzjQnSR5VVla5yoVpy-1OsvHjpoKBfE_EGJ4l49rIuBivv-EDlo9WIWKADzr2OobmYqcBVIDwsi0_fpF2ilTYq96nro/s640/blogger-image-283631082.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrhLpkFC9NOu2wqmC_DH-RIUmyc6D1XnfgWmnLZbChKQC7ULVgVvzjQnSR5VVla5yoVpy-1OsvHjpoKBfE_EGJ4l49rIuBivv-EDlo9WIWKADzr2OobmYqcBVIDwsi0_fpF2ilTYq96nro/s640/blogger-image-283631082.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147191296355142507.post-23050606324332024942013-10-25T09:49:00.000-07:002013-10-25T09:53:22.665-07:00Day 25: Fashionably Late<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Maybe Baby,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">You are surrounded by people who love you, and none of us have even met you yet! </span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">People have stopped in to look at us all month long. </span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;">As of right now, we have had </span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large; text-align: right;">11,711 different views of these messages. Can you feel the love?</span><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtGa8L9mD9SEq_aApwNxmz6IrsFznJRctazV3HZoYxF7Q27FGGVpnRS-P_R-niBsuTIoF1X_tZ9BzfVPRb9ljIvLnfAGcrHM2p1JtpvQjgMP8SU02e_byaC0snKLvoGdbT7dAMQ7XnxI0H/s1600/late.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="308" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtGa8L9mD9SEq_aApwNxmz6IrsFznJRctazV3HZoYxF7Q27FGGVpnRS-P_R-niBsuTIoF1X_tZ9BzfVPRb9ljIvLnfAGcrHM2p1JtpvQjgMP8SU02e_byaC0snKLvoGdbT7dAMQ7XnxI0H/s320/late.jpg" width="320" /></a><span style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">If you can't tell, when you arrive, you will be joining people who love you already and are excited to meet you.</span></span><br />
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<span style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">One of my good friends reminded me of this: </span><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">"Your maybe baby isn't really a </span></span><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">maybe . . . he or she is just making a fashionably late appearance."</span><span style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"> I like that.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Love you.</span><br />
<span style="color: #222222; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">_______________________________________</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: #fefdfa; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: medium;">[We are hoping to adopt. You can view our It's About Love Profile <a href="https://itsaboutlove.org/ial/profiles/28703335/ourMessage.jsf" style="color: #7d171d; text-decoration: none;">HERE</a>.]</span><br />
<span style="background-color: #fefdfa; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: medium;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: #fefdfa; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"></span><span style="background-color: #fefdfa; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, Utopia, 'Palatino Linotype', Palatino, serif; font-size: medium;">[Read about this series and read the other messages <a href="http://blaineandkrystle.blogspot.com/p/31-days.html" style="color: #7d171d; text-decoration: none;">HERE</a>]</span><br />
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Krystle Bassetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735033339341858738noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147191296355142507.post-15917937675205618122013-10-24T14:04:00.003-07:002013-10-24T14:04:46.902-07:00Day 24: BIG and small<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: large;">Maybe Baby,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">I have an obsession. I love it when things are </span><span style="font-size: x-large;">bigger than</span><span style="font-size: large;"> or </span><span style="font-size: x-small;">smaller</span><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: x-small;">than</span><span style="font-size: large;"> they are supposed to be. In most rooms in our house, we have things that are the "wrong" size:</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Tiny shopping cart</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Big clothes pin</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Enormous paper clip</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Huge (size 19!) gym shoes</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I saw this idea on Pinterest and decided that it definitely has to be a part of our toy closet.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I know. Right? <span style="color: #a64d79;">It's the little (and the big) things that bring me joy, I guess.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">[We are hoping to adopt. You can view our It's About Love Profile <a href="https://itsaboutlove.org/ial/profiles/28703335/ourMessage.jsf">HERE</a>.]</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">[Read about this series and read the other messages <a href="http://blaineandkrystle.blogspot.com/p/31-days.html">HERE</a>]</span><br />
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Krystle Bassetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735033339341858738noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147191296355142507.post-19156548432754960042013-10-23T14:33:00.000-07:002013-10-24T13:58:48.946-07:00Day 23: Tattletale<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVcX-pffWO4UacA9hWlbef2vKhpCxWq4D4yMH6Qc2ozWP5eiZ9lFCkmXVOErwRChCJ9jk0llmvrzrVtmHQvheg3Gq6l5Vmpq9k3VKMr2r4vVBFmnKWkWRvyd9HjuAf9-qfxADM8-5dGBEc/s1600/mavericks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><span style="color: black;"><img border="0" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVcX-pffWO4UacA9hWlbef2vKhpCxWq4D4yMH6Qc2ozWP5eiZ9lFCkmXVOErwRChCJ9jk0llmvrzrVtmHQvheg3Gq6l5Vmpq9k3VKMr2r4vVBFmnKWkWRvyd9HjuAf9-qfxADM8-5dGBEc/s400/mavericks.jpg" width="400" /></span></a>Maybe Baby,<br />
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;">I'm gonna tattle on your dad today. </span>Last night, he was super excited<br />
about the new IOS for Apple, Mavericks. Yep. Super excited. Before bed, he got all our devices downloading the new system... in secret.<br />
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He LOVES to customize electronics. Every so often we have talks about him leaving my devices alone.<br />
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This secret download meant that NONE of our alarms went off this morning. We both had to be at work at 7:30, and we both woke up at 7:21.<br />
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As I ponder this a bit, I'm very proud of the fact that I didn't scream or yell. I have a LONG way to go, but I handled today with grace. I realized the time, hopped out of bed, and started getting ready. We didn't make the bed, and we didn't eat breakfast, but we both made it to work on time and gave each other a quick kiss before heading out the door. I told him that he should probably start thinking of a way to make it up to me.<br />
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So, why am I telling you this? Now, you know three new things:<br />
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1. We love each other even when things are stressful.<br />
2. Being married to your dad has taught me how to be a more patient person.<br />
3. Next time, he probably won't dare touch my iPhone.<br />
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Love you.<br />
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[We are hoping to adopt. You can view our It's About Love Profile <a href="https://itsaboutlove.org/ial/profiles/28703335/ourMessage.jsf">HERE</a>.]<br />
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[Read about this series and read the other messages <a href="http://blaineandkrystle.blogspot.com/p/31-days.html">HERE</a>]<br />
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<br />Krystle Bassetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735033339341858738noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147191296355142507.post-85949725646998502392013-10-22T06:42:00.001-07:002013-10-23T14:32:46.871-07:00Day 22: Quotable<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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[We are hoping to adopt. You can view our It's About Love Profile <a href="https://itsaboutlove.org/ial/profiles/28703335/ourMessage.jsf">HERE</a>.]<br />
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[Read about this series and read the other messages <a href="http://blaineandkrystle.blogspot.com/p/31-days.html">HERE</a>]Krystle Bassetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735033339341858738noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147191296355142507.post-3541174690617961622013-10-21T06:04:00.000-07:002013-10-21T06:04:02.326-07:00Day 21: Chin Up<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: large;">Dear Maybe Baby,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><span style="font-size: large;">Sometimes I'm sad. I've been thinking of you for a while, and writing messages to you has made me a little sadder than I expected. It's a strange feeling of hope and excitement, mixed with a little bit of despair. Because you are still a MAYBE baby, which means I don't know where you are, or how soon we will be together. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">I'll try to be happy. Chin up and all that. I've still got a few days to write, and more to share.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">Love you.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
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[We are hoping to adopt. You can view our It's About Love Profile <a href="https://itsaboutlove.org/ial/profiles/28703335/ourMessage.jsf">HERE</a>.]<br />
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[Read about this series and read the other messages <a href="http://blaineandkrystle.blogspot.com/p/31-days.html">HERE</a>]<br />
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Krystle Bassetthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14735033339341858738noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6147191296355142507.post-41341759111028706222013-10-20T07:30:00.000-07:002013-10-20T07:35:27.220-07:00Day 20: Grandma and Grandpa<!--[if gte mso 9]><xml>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Grandma and Grandpa Cook live right here in town. You are the only grandchild that lives in their same city, which has got to earn you some points. Grandpa is a hard worker and an optimist. He makes the most of every day. Grandma works just as hard, and is very generous. She will literally give me the shirt off her back if I tell her it looks cute. We are blessed to have them so close.</span><div class="MsoNormal">
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">[We are hoping to adopt. You can view our It's About Love Profile <a href="https://itsaboutlove.org/ial/profiles/28703335/ourMessage.jsf">HERE</a>.]<br /><br />[Read about this series and read the other messages <a href="http://blaineandkrystle.blogspot.com/p/31-days.html">HERE</a>]</span></div>
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