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  • Hey Jude

    We were sitting in our living room, I was laying on the couch, nursing an owie, Jude was on his stool, watching TV. I said, “Hey, Jude.” Not another word. When he saw that I was taking pictures he automatically started throwing poses. What a ham. 🙂

  • Memorial Day

    We head over to see Bradley’s grandparents quite often, whenever we are driving by. On this particular day, my darling husband brought along his guitar and played them his latest. His other fans brought their spirit to the event as well, swirling with energy, exuberance and love around and around their daddy as he played […]

  • Stars of Track and Field

    On March 5th, I made my way into the runner’s world. It was a 12 minute slow-poke down the block about half a mile before my lungs about burst from their ribs and my thighs burned. But it felt good. So I went again. And again. And again. The days stretched into weeks, the weeks […]

  • Mother’s Day

    My family treated me like a queen, a princess, the center of the world.  The weekend was mine, and they catered to most of my whims.  🙂                 Shopping…                 Hiking…                 Gardening…   […]

  • Denny Beach

                          The first lake swim of the season usually hits us in late June or early July.  This year, however, the first swim of the season came on an 85degree day in early May.  After one sweaty day at school, we stripped down to our […]

May

This is the archive for May, 2013.

FRESH /POSTS

Gigi Said

  • Topless Tapas 2012-11-03 18:44:52-

    Tami was leaving to go out with her friend and the kids begged to go with her. I said, "you don't want to go with mom, she is going to the Tapas bar and we are going to stay here and play games."

    Gigi stiffened, "That's weird", she said as she blushed. I processed fast and realized the problem. "TAPAS bar. It means 'small plate', not TOPLESS bar!"

Jude Said

  • Nicknames 2013-01-04 21:30:33-

    The checker at the store asked our always conversational little boy what his name was. He replied "Jude" then added "but sometimes they call me pumpkin brown". LOL.

    And they are right. We call him that after the folksong that we sing sometimes.

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