Category: Baby
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Viv is either running around full speed, chatting constantly, or…sound asleep, zonked. Toddlerhood!
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Working in order of smallest to largest, we have now completed exactly two rooms of the house: the closet in the guest room and the back entry hall. Wait, the light fixture isn't up yet in the hall, so scratch that. One room, we have completed exactly one room. We moved in a year ago…
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At the Domes for the winter farmers market today…apparently you HAVE to have a baby to get in! Free range coffee, twenty dollar chicken, cruelty-free cookies, stroller envy, gender neutral names, ironic onesies, smart phones taking pictures of other smart phones… the place was packed, bumper to bumper strollers…I had no idea there were so…
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Ever wonder what would happen if you ate those absorbing crystals they put in diapers? Well, Ruby and I know now! Posted with Blogsy
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Dad finished restoring the old wood riding train in just a week. Grandpa Rocky’s restored pedal car, Grandpa Bob’s train…I think we have a little competition going! Wish I could get as much interest in restoring our plaster…. Posted with Blogsy
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The Rossettos are an easy group to please. I have never known people so happy to recieve socks as gifts. They enjoy them so much that I wasn’t the only one giving them–Lisa gave everyone cashmere socks! I wasn’t there for the Turtleneck or Underwear years, but I can imagine they were just as fun.…
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Brunch at Hubbard Park Lodge, tree on top of the station wagon, lights up, chowder in the crock pot, hot chocolate…all we need now is Love Actually. Sit down and shush hubby, it’s going to happen and you’re going to sit here and watch it with me. You got the Packer Game, I get this!…
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I may have to replace the window hardware afterall, they seem too far gone. But the cabinet hardware is SOLID brass and shined up beautifully! Thank goodness something shined up today; the list of tasks in this house is overwhelming. I’m struggling to be satisfied with little baby steps like this. Speaking of baby steps,…
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I think Viv is getting revenge for all the infant-care poking and prodding she has had to endure. (For the record, this shot was snapped seconds before I swiped her insistent little hand away for the umpteenth time). She’s a persistent little bugger. She also insists that our freckles can be pinched off our skin—Papa…
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I drive the FIAT (when I can), Paulie has his speedy GTI and to accommodate the car seat we have of course the SAAB wagon. Not to be left out, Viv tools around the loving room in her Cozy Coupe. We want to reduce our car count to two from the current three. It’s not…
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