September 6, 2010
Nothing says Labor Day like a fruit tart
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September 6, 2010
Milestone: First Haircut
We’ve been talking about getting Zozer’s hair cut on and off for months now. Sometimes she says she wants it cut, and then she’ll change her mind. Sometimes I say I want it cut, and then I’ll change my mind. M just sighs and goes with the flow. (He loves living with two women. Really, he does. Just ask him.)
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September 5, 2010
Hammock for 2
Bliss squared.
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September 5, 2010
Hammocky bliss
Daughter napping. Husband Home Depoting. Sun shining. Party cleaned up. Hammock time. (As opposed to Hammer Time.)
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September 3, 2010
Toothbrush Bliss
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September 2, 2010
I’m a complete wreck today
I’m not sure what the hell is going on right now, but let me give you a little peek into things currently on my mind:
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September 1, 2010
Kitchen purge
I opened up a can of whup-ass on my kitchen last night. Tired of ducking and throwing my hands up self-defense when opening the cabinet above the toaster oven, I finally just dug it all out. It seems that cabinet has become the candy-stash zone for our home. We don’t eat much candy, so it just piles up in there and, I think, multiplies. I threw it all away. Well, except for some good chocolate. And the Mo’s bacon bar. And the M&Ms. But everything else went.
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August 31, 2010
Who says romance is dead?
M left this morning for RI, and he was gone well before we were up. I vaguely remember him waking me up for a goodbye kiss. My alarm went off much later, and I got up and started getting ready for work. Zozer came in after awhile, and did her whole potty – hand washing – teeth brushing – getting dressed routine that has become a real blessing (although with mixed emotions…this independence thing is trying for a mother – as evidenced by her being finally tall enough to ride the carousel alone at the Zoo yesterday while I stood by the side and wept at her spinning round on the giant animaled wheel of doom).
When we got ready to leave, I instructed Zozer to head out to the family room to get her shoes on. “Mommy! Come look at this!”
This usually means, “One of the cats barfed. Again.” or “There’s a dead bug out here.” or something else that she finds disgusting. I sighed and headed out, prepared to grab a few paper towels and the disinfectant that I should just wear in a holster like those cowboys in the old Westerns.
Instead, I found this:
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August 31, 2010
Five Dinner
By her request, Amigo's Cantina for dinner. Where she's ordered the most Mexican of meals: el chickano stripps with la mexi-fries. We tried offering a quesadilla or taco, but she was having none of that. Eh, it's her birthday!
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August 30, 2010
Pornesia
Name of girl taking our food order at the Zoo. No kidding.
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