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Sweet Potatoes/Sweat Potatoes
These are last week’s sweet potatoes, still lined up waiting to bake. Everybody in our house loves sweet potatoes, but I just can’t bring myself to run the oven for the 80 minutes it would take to bake these; the weather is so warm. Considering the current forcast, I’m beginning…
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Disguise: Complete with Colorful Mustache
She came home from Vacation Bible School on Monday insisting that her name was Agent Celery.
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Brief News
We’ve been struck by some kind of a nasty kid virus. First it hit The Banana, and then yesterday, Mr. Perpetual Mess, and today Ms. Crazy Preschooler was miserable. The virus seems to involve a terrible fever, terrible enough to make kids really quite delerious. We have to keep close…
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My favorite Pictures of the Day
This is one of my favorite kids ever, next to my own, of course. I have such great memories of taking care of her when she was a toddler. She and Ms. Crazy Preschooler had some of the best times playing together and learning to share together. I love her…
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Guests! On a Hot and Sticky Day
We were visited today by some of our favorite friends ever. All the kids who could run spent the morning chasing each other around the backyard, through the house and up and down the stairs. This flurry of activity was interupted about every ten minutes by ALL of them dispersing…
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The Banana and her Great Grandma Jan
Hannah had a lot of stranger anxiety during our trip to North Dakota, so a lot of the pictures I took of her with grandparents and great grandparents and godmothers involved her screaming like a maniac, scared senseless with absolute panic in her eyes, and the poor person holding her…
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On the Lakewalk Tonight
To escape the heat and opressive humidity, we went for a stroll on the lakewalk tonight, where the cool crisp breeze floats across the icy water and chills your skin. Here is what I saw: 1. A flotilla of sailboats having a race. I’m not all that familiar with sailboats,…
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Driving the Almost Empty Uhaul Across State
We had just a few things left to move to our new house from North Dakota: our dining room table, a bed for Ms. Crazy Preschooler, and a set of bight pink dressers that Auntie Amy gave Ms. CP and The Banana. We decided to rent a uhaul to bring…
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Auntie Dot
We love her that Auntie Dot, who reads books in with a tantalizing narrative voice, who picks small people up and swings them around, who splashes in the swimming pool, who tromps out to the barn with a parade of preschoolers behind to feed horses. We loved seeing Auntie Dot…
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My Celebrity Grannie who Hates Sunshine
Walking out her house to get her mail, my grandmother, age 82, spiffed up in the darkest glasses she could find, shouted over to where my aunties and I were standing, “Don’t I look just like Tom Cruise!”