Righty-Tighty

Next up, some light plumbing work and a few electrical jobs.

"Taste it!"

She likes to "taste" the lollipop in the Hungry Little Caterpillar pop-up book. Every time we read it. That's normal, right?


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Monkey see monkey say

She. Repeats. Everything.
We went scavenging for boxes this morning so we could pack up a few things this weekend. Her new favorite word? "liquor store".


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Secrets

She puts her face right up to the bowl (so that her nose is almost IN the water) and whispers "tell Fishie secret".



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Exhausting

Vehemently defending her personally-mandated 4 feet of personal space during playgroup this morning really took its toll on Lola. She has been napping for almost FOUR hours. Apparently being anti-social is exhausting. - Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone

A letter to old friends

Dear friends that have known me since college or before:
You know that article of clothing that I should have gotten rid of 10 years ago, but was still holding on to for some unknown reason - even though it didn't fit, was out of style, was never in style, or was any combination of those three options?  Well, I finally cleaned out my closet and donated it to Goodwill.  Unless you are thinking about the blue and white cotton skirt that I inherited from Becky and Leslie, in which case - I just couldn't bear to let that go. 

Love,
Your eternally style-challenged friend.

Up, up, and Away!

My mom sent me this via email with the subject line "Kind of cute".  Which I think is code for, "Oh look, it's a super hero that is based upon our shared trait of compulsive anxiety to an oftentimes mentally destructive level."