New Photos
Put a bunch new pics up in Flickr for your viewing pleasure. Click on through...
Amelia's birthday and Christmas.
Put a bunch new pics up in Flickr for your viewing pleasure. Click on through...
Amelia's birthday and Christmas.
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There's a weekly, free paper delivered here. It's mostly ads, stuffed with ads. I finally read some of the personals. OMG, Becky, there's some good stuff in there. I will now be sharing some finds with my readers.
- I do not play golf but with patience you might could teach me.
- Good cook and baker and have a clean house and to make others content and happy.
- I'm still an old fashion guy. I love to spoil a special lady. Country Girls definitely welcome.
- Please, NO HEAD GAMES,NO DRAMA,We will make introductions by phone. Thanks for reading, and have a very Bless day, or night.
All this is (sic). And if you wish to contact any of the applicants, let me know.
- Must be single and DOES NOT have girlfriends on the side. NO one night stands and NO wife on the side. I look like Anna Nicole. Come on men show me what you got in yourself.
- White Female looking for White Male Companionship White female would like to meet a white male... Someone to spend time together and enjoy line.
Seriously, at this point, I should just scan the whole page...
- I enjoy watching TV, listening to different kinds of music. The only kind of music I don't like listening to is Rock-n-Roll or Jazz. I am very nice. I am not in for somebody that like to play games and cheat on their girlfriend. I am a very sweet person once you get to know me.
- I would like to meet a female who love to have fun, watch movies, going out, playing cards, and someone who will appriciate the thing I do for her. I love to cook, I enjoy a clean house, but I'm not a neat freak though just cleanliness. I love to write poetry and sing to my baby (which may be you, if you like). If these thing intrest you, don't wait call that number and see what this man can do for you.
- I am 5'11" 215lbs fathered 12 children, was living alone but 2 have moved back in... Looking for a woman of similar interest, even a family or hobby... To love me is to love me.
And the piece de resistance...
- TO MY MR WONDERFUL STILL OUT THERE PRAYING FOR SOMEONE LIKE ME Please remain patient as "I" am still out here trying to grow, work on my charm since I've had a lot of inner pain;and my finesse. I had been up to 9/22/08 a faithful and true wife of 31 years and very, very religious for most of my entire life of 66 years. I will have dark brown smoky hair that's naturally curly, large brown eyes, and am about 125 at present(a work in progress)5 feet tall with small feet. I am however, somewhat adventurous and a northerner. Had an Italian mother and six siblings, but spent many of my years in the foster-care system. SO PLEASE DON'T GIVE UP looking for Ms Wonderful vecause I haven't given up
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While looking at the swirl of hair atop Zoe's head, Amelia said, "That's like the pot." I wasn't sure what she meant so she explained that the swirl was like the water when she flushed the toilet. Smart!
Later that same day, photographers were here doing a shoot. AC was asking each of us if we were "another animal." One said she was, but had Amelia guess, only saying she lived in the ocean. AC started listing animals - all of which did indeed live in the ocean. Smart!
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That's what she was calling it at first. Now she's saying it correctly and spent a lot of trick-or-treating shouting "Happy Halloween!" (Makes me a little sad when she drops her versions of words for the "right" way.) The monkey costume was her pick for the preschool parade held downtown Friday morning. For t-or-t she chose the cowgirl get-up. The one where she's in a camo hat and gun holster (aack!) was from last weekend when she was helping Papa pack.
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That is the name of the place Amelia's class went on a field trip. The kids all had a great time petting & feeding the animals, going on a hayride to see the fields, having a picnic lunch and picking out a pumpkin to take back to school to decorate.
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It was just after dinner and Zoe was crying. Amelia gave her a pacifier and read her a book, even showing her the pictures. Zoe watched her big sister intently.
LOVE!
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While shopping with Zoe today, she started making peeps and squeaks. And elderly woman said, "Oh, I know that sound. That's a new one." I acknowledged her and adjusted Zoe's carrier in the cart. As we passed by, the woman craned for a look and said, "Oh, that's not a real baby." Huh? I said, "Oh, she's real. Trust me." And kept walking, 'cause really, what the hell.
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I finally took pictures of our house now that we're all moved in. The after shots follow the befores.
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Zoe Elise, born July 28, 9:34am. Just a smidget at 6 pounds, 10 ounces and 20.25 inches. Here are some early photos. We'll be adding to the set for sure!
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Brandon: What's this?
Amelia: A frog.
B: That's right. What color is it?
A: Pink.
B: His tongue is pink, but what color is the frog?
A: Blue.
B: Yeah, his eyes are blue, but what color is the frog?
A: Sock!
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At gymnastics the other day, this was going on in another group of kids: The teacher was giving instructions to the group and one boy was off playing with some toy swords (not sure where those came from), and being distracting. The teacher told the rest of the class to ignore him as he would lead them down the path to unrighteousness. I had no idea it was so easy!
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I'm walking toward the bathroom, some guy is walking out. He turns the other way then looks back at me triple-take-style. He then stares at my belly and makes a face. Naturally, I make a face back. He says, "Congratulations!" Um, thanks.
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"Where's Papa?"
"At a party."
"Oh, okay, I go party, too."
"No, you have to go home and go to sleep."
"Why?"
"Because kids have to sleep more than mamas and papas. Because you're growing everyday."
"Huh?"
"You're growing everyday, doing new stuff and learning new things. So you need more sleep to be ready."
"Ohhh, that's great!"
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I've started to twitter. Don't worry, it's not a medical condition. It's yet another way to stay connected 'cause we're sadly lacking means of that. ;) It's an easy way to throw short updates out to the internets and you can see what I'm saying just over to the right. I'm nothing if not fascinating.
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We're at the halfway point. Tomorrow I get up at the crack of dawn and drive 90 miles to a specialist for my old-mommy checkup. I'm so lucky!
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Monday was Amelia's first day of "shul." No, she's not learning Yiddish, but that is her current pronunciation. Class is MWF, from 8:30 to 11:30am. She's doing very well, according to her teachers: follows directions, does her work, plays with others (she knows two of her classmates already) is sweet. The problem comes when she's asked if she needs a diaper change. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! And then come the tears. Monday it happened about ten minutes before the end of class so I didn't get a call. Today it happened about two hours in. The poor kid is so upset at the notion that she doesn't get over it and continues to cry. One teacher says AC has a strong sense of boundaries. I said, "We don't, so I don't know where she learned it." So, the current plan is I will change her in the classroom first thing on Friday, maybe even see if she'll let a teacher do it with me there. And then, there is to be no diaper talk the rest of the morning. Seriously. These are precious hours to Mama.
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