While sitting here munching on nuggets and mac ‘n cheese, Nathan just turned to me and said very matter-of-factly, “Mommy, you and Grammy are my precious girls.”
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A new way.
One of Nathan’s favorite activities is sitting down to work in one of his many dot-to-dot books. We’ve got dot-to-dot 1 to 10, 1 to 20 and 1 to 100. He does them all. Today he informed me that he wanted to show me a new way to do them.…
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This week’s going to fly by.
Nathan is staying so busy this week that I fear I’ll wear him out! He’s continuing with this second week of Spanish class (which runs three days a week the entire month of June!) and he also has Vacation Bible School at church this week in the afternoons. Spanish runs…
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Okay, I am SO ready to be pregnant again.
You better believe I will be adding some of these threads to my wishlist! I so miss my 40% employee discount. Sigh.
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my wishlist
This is just random junk that I would LOVE to have someday. It’s mostly serves as my own memory to keep track of stuff I like!
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Reaching big boy status.
Will has recently been very attentive and cooperative at following simple requests and directions. He will nowl go and throw something in the trash when you give it to him and ask him to do so. He just peers around the corner from where the trash is after he’s thrown…
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Nathan finally got to go fishing.
Every time we visit the Farmstead, without fail, Nathan asks (more like begs) to go fishing. Most of the time we’re there with a group of friends or I am there with just the kids myself and so I have to tell him that he has to wait until someone…
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My sister.
Isn’t my sister so cute?? She posted this along with other pics on her blog and this was my fave. I just had to share with you all. “Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair.”
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Temperature was not an issue.
Today was my turn at hosting playgroup so I had planned for us to meet at David’s mom’s neighborhood pool since they have a way-super-cool waterslide. You might imagine my disappointment today when I realized it was only going to be seventy degrees – at best. What the heck happened…