Sunday, December 5, 2010
Friday, December 3, 2010
Thursday, December 2, 2010
speaking of PB&J
as a parent of more than one child you get to know who likes what, how, when and where... nothing is the same for both children. nothing is easy. for example if i want to serve breakfast one likes oatmeal and the other hates it. one likes milk in their cereal and the other won't touch milk (in cereal or otherwise) ugh! here's lunch...
Mayden's: with crust, cut in 1/2
Cameron's: without crust, cut in 1/4
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
flashbacks: The Ghost of Christmas Past
Dec 31, 2005
so a few weeks ago i took a candlelight tour of woodstown, a town nearby where we live. this town also happens to be a neighboring town to the place I grew up. and also where many a aunt, uncle and cousin live/lived. and this place holds the greatest house that ever lived (do houses live?) my grandparents used to own this house. i grew up spending much time in this house and many a christmas evening here. turns out that specific house was on the tour this year...(actually that's why we went). being in that house again (my grandparents sold it when i was 10) was a wild feeling. it brought back tons of memories and feelings. it seemed sooooo much smaller than i remembered it. that's logical since i was so much smaller when i was last in it. i loved that house intensely and was super sad when they sold it. i always secretly hoped to one day own it or really i hoped my grandparents would come back to rescue it back to the family. below is a pic of me sitting on the steps.
so a few weeks ago i took a candlelight tour of woodstown, a town nearby where we live. this town also happens to be a neighboring town to the place I grew up. and also where many a aunt, uncle and cousin live/lived. and this place holds the greatest house that ever lived (do houses live?) my grandparents used to own this house. i grew up spending much time in this house and many a christmas evening here. turns out that specific house was on the tour this year...(actually that's why we went). being in that house again (my grandparents sold it when i was 10) was a wild feeling. it brought back tons of memories and feelings. it seemed sooooo much smaller than i remembered it. that's logical since i was so much smaller when i was last in it. i loved that house intensely and was super sad when they sold it. i always secretly hoped to one day own it or really i hoped my grandparents would come back to rescue it back to the family. below is a pic of me sitting on the steps.
p.s
fyi the ghost of christmas present was great, May seemed to have a good (and fairly oblivious) first christmas.
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