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“Get off my grass.” Ah…Toddlers. (A Blog Revisited…)
18 January 2012 1:00 AM | 12 Comments -
Snow…it’s about durned time!
16 January 2012 10:00 AM | 2 Comments -
Holy Shrimp! It’s 2012!
04 January 2012 10:36 PM | 6 Comments -
Santa’s “Naughty” List
07 December 2011 11:15 PM | 2 Comments -
It’s All Starting to Make Sense…
05 December 2011 1:00 AM | 2 Comments -
Holy Slacker, Batman!!
23 November 2011 1:17 PM | 3 Comments -
Well, Hello there!
30 September 2011 7:25 AM | 1 Comment -
It’s the Love of His Life
15 August 2011 1:00 AM | 4 Comments
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A Child’s Dreams
I remember the first time I realized that Avery had started dreaming. One morning I was standing in the kitchen making breakfast when Avery toddled out from bed, her tiny little 3 year-old body hunched over from an obvious fretful night of sleep. “What’s up little lady?” I asked. “Where’s all my bayoons?” Avery asked, looking [...]
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