I was an admitted hermit crab when I was pregnant. From the very beginning I crawled inside of a protective cocoon and just wanted to be left alone. I didn’t want to talk about anything pregnancy related or even admit that I was pregnant. I certainly didn’t want to blog about it. It took me well into the end of…
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Here baby, there mama, Everywhere daddy daddy
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Gimme a head with hair, long beautiful hair, Shining, gleaming, steaming, flaxen, waxen… HAIR! Give me down to there, HAIR! Shoulder length or longer, HAIR! Here baby, there mama, Everywhere daddy daddy…HAIR! Flow it, Show it; Long as God can grow it, My Hair!
The first of many…
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When I picked Garrett up from Mother’s Day Out and the director told me he had an accident today. He fell over and face-planted right into a toy on the ground. He has a nasty looking red spot on his cheek under his left eye that is already starting to bruise. I worry he is going to have a black…
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Fare thee well, Little D.
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This past weekend we got out as a family and participated in one of our favorite pastimes… DRIVE-BY! Drive-by our old stomping grounds, that is. When we first met, J and I both owned little bachelor / bachelorette pads. They happen to be just down the road from where we live now, so periodically we like to do drive-bys of…
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You cannot touch the mango.
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G got his first taste of mango the other night. This is what he thought about it: “Seriously, Mother?? You expect me to eat this slimy stuff?” “Oooh! What’s that?” “This black stuff looks much more tasty than your mangoes.” .::insert grunting and groaning::. “But alas I cannot reach it. I must not have inherited my aunt Julie’s super freaky…
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