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The Last of the Fall Pictures

17 Dec

David has become quite mobile since October, and his huge fat legs seem to be shrinking a little with the constant exercise. They say that all good things must end some day; autumn leaves must fall.

Last week he and I were visiting my family in California. The four flights (David has been on 16 planes, not including in utero) were not as bad as I expected, and he made friends with other passengers. The trip was fun, but of course flew by!

Nov. 5

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Narcissus

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Nov. 9 I am not sure exactly when he started pulling up, but this was one of the first times. As soon as he heard me take a picture he started coming for the camera.IMG_2913

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Going to the grocery store

Nov. 10 Proof that the Suburban fits in the garage…with centimeters to spare ;) IMG_2927

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Tom

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Eyeing the lens cap

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He always gets his man.

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“Gotta go check on my cats.”

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“Are you sure they like me, Mama?”

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Is she keeping her friend close or her enemy closer? She tends to be nearby.

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My men at Thanksgiving

Nov. 28

Car crash

Car crash. Luckily he was ejected before the Camaro flipped

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“Hello, I’m fat.”

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Loving homemade (not by me) sourdough bread

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The old litmus test

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And it was good.

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Striking a pose

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I love this one!

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I’ve been told he has my nose. I don’t really see it!

Dec. 8 Heading to California

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A tarmac guy tapped on our window as he walked by and noticed the baby face plastered to it.

Dec. 9

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Breakfast at Yiayia’s

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He’s no Francie

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Watching Mickey’s Christmas Carol…for like 10 seconds

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Waldo

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David liked this nativity.

Dec. 10 The kitten and the baby were very interested in each other, and each other’s toys. Pretty cute!

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Bed head

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Crumpet selection

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A very rewarding house to decorate

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Mo in the mirror

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Finagling shortbread from Aunt Ellen

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I got lazy with the last bows.

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Uncle Robert and Davy sharing a moment

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They both liked the guitar stand as a toy, but Waldo eventually got knocked off the arm of the couch by his end of it.

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Last dinner with the grandparents

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We came home to a sad, empty house. (Well, the cats were there.) Josh is away, but just for the week! I am so glad he will be here for Baby’s First Christmas.

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Marshmallow World

4 Mar

March came in like a lamb. Until last night I worried that we wouldn’t get much more snow and we would have to start dealing with vast quantities of mud that were already starting to appear everywhere, but it turns out my fretfulness was premature.

It’s the time for play, it’s a whipped cream day

My husband is cleansing (in case “detoxing” gives the wrong impression) his digestive system with dandelion tea, and I have been drinking green tea to keep him company. I made 5 dozen chocolate chip cookies on Friday and ate the last one on Sunday night, probably because I left them on the coffee table all weekend because we were drinking so darn much tea.

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When I made sugar cookie bars on Valentine’s Day I stopped after whipping the butter and sugars and threw the whole thing away because it smelled weird to me. Thinking it must have been my imagination or forgetfulness of how it usually smells, I whipped more butter and sugars, ignored the smell, and made the cookies, which tasted disappointing and which I was not proud to send to work with Josh, but I was hardly going to keep them at home. Last night my Kraft macaroni and cheese had the same disappointing taste. Here’s what it is, you guys: Sam’s Club “Daily Chef” salted butter. It has a funky smell, can you believe it? And can you believe it took me weeks to make the connection? I use butter all the time.

Breakfast: A slice of toast with a perfectly poached egg on it. Josh took a breakfast burrito, which I made a few weeks ago and froze. It contains sausage, scrambled eggs and hash browns, and if you heat it up right and put salsa on it, it can be pretty good.

On the menu for lunch: Leftover spaghetti.

Dinner: Domino’s pizza. It’s delivery.

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Ida purrs and chirps at the frolicking neighbor dog.

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