Today was Kirsten’s birthday. Well, technically it’s after midnight, so yesterday was. It turned out great. My parents came, and everybody did. We haven’t had a party like this for a few months, but it was nice and loud. Here he’s counting, not giving anyone the finger. Time for gifts: After their big wild bath, […]
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She’s right on the parade route, so we have to take advantage of this. Plus, she’s an excellent cook. b.g is wearing his hearing protection in this picture. (My Sweetie doesn’t care about noise, obviously.) But Dan is a thoughtful dad and knowing how parades stressed the kid out last year with their sirens and
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While we were at the baptism yesterday, look what Payton was doing. She bit an entire hole in MY bedspread! It’s old, faded on the side that faces the window, not a big deal, but what a naughty dog. This morning, Heidi’s baby p.j. could not stop lifting up the bedspread and talking about it.
Once upon a time there was a gorgeous bald baby with big dark blue eyes. Who turned into a tiny little girl. This little peanut was scrappy and bold, sweet and wild–a fierce competitor, quick and decisive. And then? She grew into a beautiful teenaged person. And now a woman. Still as scrappy and bold
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We went back to the field to watch Dan shoot off his rockets. We gave him these for his birthday, thought rockets might be more fun than a shirt or some boring 30 year old guy gift. He and John loved shooting rockets back in the day. So now he has his own new launch
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Kirsten and Maria went down to the sandbar with Kirby’s little dog. Sam followed, and there are bunch of people there we don’t know. The men pondered on this big dog approaching. (Sam was trying to take care of her family.) Anyway, Jay wandered down there to fetch her back and reassure the
Tonight, buying a birthday present for my baby. My baby is turning eight. That’s an old baby. It’s been so much fun having all these girls, all these little girls and all their foolishness and wild giggling, and storming pouty huffs, the barbie dolls and hair ribbons, the weddings, the bridesmaids. julia john and dannell’s
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This party was my friend Jody’s idea, inspired by the hats. We made sandwiches, little fancy ones cut out with cooky cutters, no crusts. There were cucumber sandwiches, and egg salad, and we had a lot of fun doing it at Lorene’s the night before. She brought all her dozens of fancy antique tea cups.
Okay tonight? Kirsten’s dog was up in James’ room and ate a rotten Easter egg she found. Hello! Easter was a MONTH AGO. Kirsten called the emergency vet and was told she should induce vomiting, and the method for doing so, of which we had nothing–no hydrogen peroxide, and no turkey baster. Heidi has both,
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