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sex… i mean six, weeks old.
guilt. of the mother kind.
it comes and goes. and it crept in real strong when story was about two weeks old and hasn’t left just yet. i know i’m not the only one and i know it’s not uncommon…
you & me, kid.
linking up with em. grab a kid & grab your camera today. you’ll be glad you did.
i got 99 problems but a blog ain’t one
someone asked me the other day how i find time to blog with a newbie in the house. find time to blog you say? i have more time now to blog, it seems, than before…
baby bird
tomorrow our little bird will be one month old. let the flying time begin.
what’s in a name
these two elderly neighbor ladies stopped by my house the other day. they don’t know me but they knew i had a baby… they hide out in the bushes and stalk me. i’m kidding. sort…
happy spring!
it’s here!
fenced in
hey friends. not too much new over here. just one tired mama, one hungry baby, two crazy boys, and a husband who is making my wildest dreams come true… building a fence around our yard!!!…
the past couple weeks
the in between
me and my girl. just chillin. same clothes, different day. you know the drill. *i wrote this post a week before i had story, but never got around to publishing it. i’m publishing it today…
