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Category Archives: kids
Start with yumm. ~ advice from our almost 3 year old on how to approach a meal
Hope hates her eardrops. They’re cold and make her ears feel squishy. And she is part idiosyncratic, part control freak, so to put them in, you have to have a certain blanket on your lap, a different washcloth under her … Continue reading
The world ain’t comin’ to an end, my friend. The world is comin’ to a start. Purlie Victorious Judson My dad got an iPhone two Novembers ago. His intent was to be able to FaceTime the grandkids. Fourteen months later, … Continue reading
A long day behind the wheel … … taking in Colorado’s changing colors … … gives a girl quite the appetite.
So now I know … if I ever need 30 minutes of peace and quiet, just give her a cup of shredded cheese and a couple of almost-ready-for-the-oven quesadillas, and then just sit back and watch her go at it.
If you live in Denver and need a family photographer, you can’t go wrong with our friend Angie.
No great truths … just thousands of little ones. For instance: juice tastes better in a moo cup.
Note to self: she’s always watching. And learns through mimicry. So I’d better be on my best behavior. Now, what did I do with the swear jar?