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Documenting The Coat Pile
I might have mentioned that we are in the middle of a remodeling project, which will turn our tiny garage into a mudroom. It’s almost finished, but it’s not finished. Can I just say that I can’t wait until it IS finished? This monstrous coat pile is a beast to…
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Where I Most Often See Him
I’m just documenting what I see Mr. SP do most often: Open door. Insert food into mouth. Close door. Return to bed to read books.
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Merriment and Disdain
My youngest piano student (age 5) gifted Brutus with a pipe cleaner collar and jingle bells. Mr. SP decided that Brutus needed to dress up with the rest of the family for Christmas Eve. Yes, that is a look of pure disdain on the cat’s face.
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Snazzy
There’s a contingency of seven and eight year old boys at our church who love to wear suits. It totally cracks me up, because if their parents told them to dress up and wear a suit, they never would, but instead they’ve all taken it upon themselves to look exceedingly…
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Feeling Grinchy
This Christmas season he stole his Dad’s Grinch onesie pajamas, and he’s one happy (but yet grinchy) guy.
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Pom Pom Hat
For weeks he’s been asking to see Santa at Bentleyville (our enormous local Christmas light display). It wasn’t because he was particularly excited about seeing Santa, which is not really a big deal around here. If you see Santa at Bentleyville, however, you receive a free hat. Most specifically, a…
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Just in Time for Christmas
The other tooth came out! He was super excited. Both of us have been waiting and waiting for it to become loose. We were starting to think that maybe the other tooth would make it all the way in before the second front tooth could be pulled, but a few days…
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Suspicious
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Fig Newtons
I had a birthday earlier this month, and it was a very busy day. One kid had an oboe lesson. One kid had a violin lesson. I had a cello lesson. Dr. Peds was working at the hospital. We didn’t really have time to do a lot of celebrating, but…
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After School
On Thursdays he comes home from school and is the only kidlet home for the first hour because The Banana is at math club, and the bigger kidlets are still in school. This means he has an entire half hour before I start teaching to verbally expunge everything that happened…