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Reindeer Lives …
Today, Reindeer, our/Tyler’s goldfish has been with us for one year. Pretty amazing for a 12 cent WalMart goldfish.Matt is a good fish-keeper. Continue reading
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If that was all it took …
Tyler’s Christmas Eve was complete because there was a CANDY CANE tied to the first package he was given. The squeal of delight over a candy cane was far greater than the toy inside. Continue reading
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Holiday Greetings 2005 …
Hello – I’ve been putting off writing this letter in hopes that some kind of creative genius will hit, but it hasn’t, so I guess I’ll just do the best I can. Life is St. Louis is moving right along. Any day the kids manage to stay alive and remain relatively unscathed is a good… Continue reading
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Daddy Smells …
5:13 a.m. Tyler crawls in bed and snuggles up to Dad (he’s up for the day). “Daddy smells” and moves over to my side of the bed.Well good morning to you too! Continue reading
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Under The Influence of Bob …
Anyone who has watched even two episodes of Bob the Builder knows that Bob talks on his cell phone A LOT.On a recent visit to home Depot, Tyler fished the phone out of my purse and before I even knew it, he was [pretend] calling Wendy (Bob’s liaison — the jury is out — the… Continue reading
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Ducks are out — Dinosaurs are in …
OK — after making sure we were totally covered on the duck angle, Tyler has decided Santa should bring him a dinosaur. I guess the dinosaur is going to have a lot of duck friends. Continue reading
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When was the last time you were the most healthy one in the house?
Hmm. Flu shots apparently aren’t getting it. The kids are alternating the days they “chew up” (Tyler’s version of vomit) on me and now Matt’s got it too. I’m so lucky. Continue reading
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Our visit to Santa …
Well we did it, our first official trip to see Santa at the mall. No crying or screaming, but some aprehension. Tyler asked for a duck. Continue reading
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And The Stockings Were Hung …
By the chimney with care in hopes that both Tyler and Morgan would pull the stockings and holders down on their heads within moments of one another. (Morgan’s bled, Tyler’s bruised — but we decided no trip to the ER was necessary.) The stockings are no longer hung, they are hidden. And I went and… Continue reading
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You’re my best friend …
Today Tyler exclaimed as we were watching the trash truck (yes, we have loads of excitement in our house) that I was his best friend. Ohhhh. Continue reading
About Me
I started this site so my mom could get news about her grandkids without me having to walk her through the process of trying to open and email attachment several times a week. Since then she has passed away and I’ve fallen off the blog wagon, but I’m inspired to pick it up again now.
Life With Boys 