Because I am all about string of consciousness in summer.
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| This is one batch of blueberry jam. ONE. |
I've made two batches so far. I think that makes about half of our year's jam supply right there. We have to move soon -- I'm running out of space in the pantry!
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| Katie invented a new game: Fishing For Baby! |
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| Andy is SOOO helpful folding the laundry |
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| my two hard-working men |
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This next one is from my birthday a couple weeks ago. I only include it to prove that my husband is a first-class goober, since he put the WRONG AGE on my cake.
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| the apple doesn't fall far from the tree... |
Aside from the failed attempt to make me feel old (since Mr. Pickles is SO much older than I am and always will be and I am so young and carefree compared to his advanced age), I had a lovely birthday! I got to do just what I wanted to do, the girls made me handmade presents, and Mr. Pickles cooked some fabulous meals. Just what one wants for a 30-something (NOT -8) birthday.
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So we've had a hard time getting Andy to accept big people food. I think at first it was a texture issue -- he couldn't handle anything that had to be mouthed. He loved the mesh feeder, though, and had fun with that, when I had the energy to find things to put in it. Finally after the home hurricane passed and I was able to spare brain cells on other activities, I introduced Andy to O's. That was the gateway to a whole new delightful world of flavors and textures.
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| the girls love feeding him -- he is a very satisfying baby bird |
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| yay! food is fun! |
He seems so skinny to me that for a while I felt like a failure as his mother, that I wasn't able to provide him with the calories he needed to grow and thrive. But then he started sleeping until 5am and I relaxed. I figured if he's comfortable enough to sleep that long without needing to wake up to eat, then he's getting enough. He's just so dang mobile, I think he burns the calories off faster than he can consume them. He's due for his 9-month checkup, so I'll get a status report then. And hey, ya know what? SOMEbody has to fill that 5th percentile.
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| I have nothing to add to this, except yes, he is dead asleep, and he was very confused when he woke up. |
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This shot is amusing because...
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| how pleasant it is when brothers dwell in unity! |
...mere seconds later it devolved into a Lord of the Flies scenario and the boys had to be forcibly separated before they killed each other.
Never a dull moment, I tell you.
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To close, I want to share a surreal exchange I had in the Trader Joe's parking lot today:
Jojo, chewing on a lollipop stick: "I'm a smart kid!"
Me: "Oh? What makes you smart?"
Jojo: "I have a cigarette!"
Me: "...Cigarettes make you smart? Where did you hear THAT?"
Jojo: "From a book!"
Me: O_o
Modern world, your anti-smoking propaganda has utterly failed.
(Lest you think I let it go at that, I impressed upon him that cigarettes actually make you stupid because they kill brain cells, and that the smart kids are the ones who read. I'm still wondering what book he was talking about, though...)