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dock time

This dock is  a perfectly fine dock.  John tried to tell me it’s a safety hazard for the grandkids. Perhaps. It’s been safe enough for my kids all these years. But this dang thing is heavy, and grinding in those posts by hand–good thing their dad is a hearty man and they have a little […]

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thursday guys

That’s the little one. This is one of the aunties.  Here’s Uncle James, cuddling, and b.g. with his special milk.  When he wants milk he specifies the kind.  And here we are.  He’s got his arm around my neck twirling my hair, and between the two of them–b.g. smelled like the strawberry milk he was

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barcaLounger auntie

Yeah, that’s her. I offered to try and slide him off her onto the couch, and wise auntie she is, she whispered, “Don’t touch him.” He had a nice nap there, their legs awkwardly hanging, for at least an hour, and she never complained. Now I am listening to her saxophone practice upstairs, little plodding

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