Kari likes having him to herself too This guy is here today. I love babysitting him because for the entire day I have him all to myself, can hold him all I want and not be considered a baby hog. I don’t have to take turns and be polite. I don’t want to be polite. […]
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Hey, this Toyota accelerator problem–I gotta tell you, this happened to Kirsten. She drove off in John’s brand new Toyota with t.c. in the back, taking the freeway across town. About twenty minutes after she left home, she called on her cell phone and said she was pressing down on the brakes with both feet
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Okay, this is the guy I was supposed to spend my day with today. Tuesday night I admitted defeat and called his parents. My back is not going to be well enough by Thursday to watch him. I can’t bend or twist in the least without triggering vicious stabs of pain and electric feeling twinges
I love this picture…Dan’s skinny fingers, his child’s hand on his neck… I love this one of him too. I know it’s bad, but we were all thirteen once, I guess. That piece of paper pinned to the curtain on the door says, “Even a kid can be courteous.” It’s a line from Pee Wee’s
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We had a sweet, sweet day yesterday with mr. b.g. Yeah, this guy: Tuesday night Julia hollered when she heard he was coming, “Noooooo!!!!! He hogs my moooothhherrr!” Good grief, Julia. You have to pull it together. She was as sweet as candy to him all day long–she always is. However, when he took a
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three faces: We had a great Christmas, very fun. reading with grandma These are pictures from Christmas morning, and the question: What is up with these kids? Notice their pajamas. We have tons of pajamas, pass them down kid to kid. They were sold in matching sets–tops and bottoms. The other kids wore them as
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It was a great afternoon. Soup’s on the stove, and the Christmas cards are ready to go. Tomorrow is Monday. love, Val
Well, the much anticipated sleep over with t.c. was last night. My daughter in law practically threw him in the door yesterday afternoon, hugged me, and ran back to the car because her baby was sleeping. The kid came roaring into the house, hollering, “Take my backpack! Where’s Tim!” They played Legos and trucks and
We watched little BG last night while Dan and Alicia went to a party. Playing with Auntie Julia He was restless and not sure where he was, I think, without his mom and dad. Big Jay walked him around for a while, and he was so quiet cuddled on Grandpa’s chest. I defrosted a couple
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Okay, there is mayhem upstairs. Why always with the mayhem? We’ve got your door slamming and a lot of laughing. I can hear dance, dance revolution from somewhere up there, but this ain’t dancing. I have a box with about 12 shoes in it—all singles. Where are the matches for these shoes and bedroom slippers?
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