Three Generations (and yes, Katie likes my sister best) Katie and her cousin Conner enjoying the carrot cake she made for his birthday. 30 Weeks . . . I think we’re finally getting somewhere with the whole name thing!
Life is a Cake . . . Or Something Like That
This morning I am sipping tea and flipping through baby name books while Gigi and Katie make a carrot cake for my nephew Conner’s birthday party. Katie: “Mmmm, I ate this” Gigi: “You ate the ginger?” Katie: “Yes, it’s spiiiiicy. I need water.” As each ingredient goes in, she asks if it is spicy and …
From the Suggestion Box . . .
Okay, I’ll admit it. I’m slacking. Truth be told, all I want to do lately is go to the pool with Katie. The sun and music, not to mention the way Katie gets cuddly after playing hard in the water for two hours, are just too tempting resist. So I’m not. At least not today …
This is Me
When I take myself too seriously I end up looking constipated. I breastfeed in public. . . . without a cover. Not to make any political statement but because it is too too hot for both of us. We live in Texas, ya’ll! I wear a shade of lipstick that doesn’t look good on me …
Join Us Saturday at Nash Farm Family Day in Grapevine, TX
Do your kids love pony rides? Farm animals? Tractor rides? More importantly, do you love homemade ice cream? Want to learn to milk a goat? I DO!!! Then bring your kids for some old-fashioned fun at Nash Farm in historic Grapevine tomorrow.
Proud Auntie Photo Blog!
Karen and Eric’s new little boy, Conner Alexander, was born one week ago today. I got to meet him over the weekend and let me tell you is one beautiful little boy. See for yourself!
Father's Day
“Fathers, like mothers, are not born. Men grow into fathers- and fathering is a very important stage in their development.” ~~By David M. Gottesman.~~
Not Me Monday!
Note: I tried, I really did, for the official post at MckMama’s blog. But in lieu of waiting any longer I have decided to post now and link later. Enjoy! Welcome to Not Me! Monday . . . a time where we confess our faults MckMama style by denying them outright. If you have no …
Daddy Mystique
Daddy. Such a simple word, yet so mysterious to me for over 25 years. I remember shuddering when Valentine’s Day came around and those “Daddy-Daughter” dances popped up everywhere. Not only did I not get what it was all about, I thought it was downright creepy. All that intimacy gave me the heebie jeebies.
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