Sunday, December 14, 2008
Friday, December 12, 2008
Sunday, December 7, 2008
(gasp) (choke) death by cuteness overdose...
Friday, December 5, 2008
this kid...
I was on the phone and L. was unsuccessfully trying to get my attention to ask a question. So she took it to the next level.
(So apparently she knows how to write full sentences now?)

A bit of background: L. has REALLY been looking forward to trying cotton candy. But lately anytime she's seen packages of it at the grocery store, it's been bad timing. There'd already been too much Halloween candy in the diet. She'd forgotten her pocket money. Dessert privileges had been revoked for some reason.
Wednesday: I woke up to her crying during the night.
"What's wrong, honey? Did you have a scary dream?"
"No, it wasn't scary, it was just sad. (sob) I'm really sad. (sob) It was about how I got some cotton candy and (sob) it tasted like NOTHING!"
A. was scribbling on her gut with a pen yesterday. So L. grabbed one, too and in a few seconds had composed this masterpiece (it's a unicorn, of course)
(So apparently she knows how to write full sentences now?)
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A bit of background: L. has REALLY been looking forward to trying cotton candy. But lately anytime she's seen packages of it at the grocery store, it's been bad timing. There'd already been too much Halloween candy in the diet. She'd forgotten her pocket money. Dessert privileges had been revoked for some reason.
Wednesday: I woke up to her crying during the night.
"What's wrong, honey? Did you have a scary dream?"
"No, it wasn't scary, it was just sad. (sob) I'm really sad. (sob) It was about how I got some cotton candy and (sob) it tasted like NOTHING!"
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A. was scribbling on her gut with a pen yesterday. So L. grabbed one, too and in a few seconds had composed this masterpiece (it's a unicorn, of course)
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Wednesday, December 3, 2008
Friday, November 21, 2008
more vacation photos
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
it stuck
poor A. cannot remember her brother's name anymore. or she is desperately confused about whether he really is her brother. know what she calls him now? john mccain.
nope, not kidding.
nope, not kidding.
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