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auntie jule

Here she is. And it’s no secret she has struggled with her nephews. One’s bigger than she is and has a LOT of ideas. When he was a tiny and super-adorable new baby, she was eighteen months old and she’d cling and cry whenever I held him. It was a bit pathetic. I even named

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sunday night

Okay, Julia’s not going to bed. She’s been out a few times—stomach ache, feet itch, covers are tangled. This time Heidi ordered her back to bed. “But I have a question!” “No more questions today. Tomorrow. Go to bed.” But then in a minute Heidi relented and went to find out what the question was.

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could it be friday?

It snowed all day and is beautiful out tonight, bright pink sky again, muffled air. Something strange happens when it snows and sounds are amplified, like how you can stand on the shore and hear a conversation in a boat way out on the lake? Like that. This picture is disappointing, cheap little camera. Nights

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war-ish

Oh my gosh. Tonight m.c. was here, along with t.c. and l.c. and they ran all over the house playing. John wanted to check out Heidi’s burned house, and he was on solo child care, and coming to the grandparents’ is a good outing. Plus he was delivering Little Jay home to us from college

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