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| Pizza Party! I attempt to make dinner every night. So important. |
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| Pizza. |
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| I continue to be completely smitten. Could you JUST DIE! Mommy's little Angel. Seriously. He's such a content little guy. I fear he may give mommy hell as a teenager. |
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| I feel acute emotional pain as I fold up Walkers little newborn onesies and store them away for our next baby. |
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| Jonny eagerly awaits the arrival of his new computer. |
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| And is certainly not dissapointed. |
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| Walker enjoys bathtime too. |
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| Unless Mommy waits too long....... |
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| Cause then he falls asleep in the tub! |
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| So stinking cute. |
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| Here comes the cuteness!!! |
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| Who's in there? |
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| Walker and Ms. Sierra |
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| How sweet......and then, |
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| OH BOY! |
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| These two are not "Ladies Who Lunch" but they sure are cute! |
Every Easter I love to make an Easter tree or two. Normally I just take an evening and knock a couple big ones out. This year it took me about two weeks to make a basket and little mini-tree for Walker. Newborns are labor intensive! |
| Spring Tulips |
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| Walkers Little Mini-Tree. It's still in his room. I think I'll keep it there all Spring! |
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| Walkers Easter Basket. Too girly?? |
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| I read somewhere that if you get your child a gift you should do something nice for your husband too, makes sense. That's why I picked up Parsnip Pete. I was NOT aware that Jonny had a traumatic experience with Chocolate bunnies. When he was little he ate the entire bunny in one sitting and made himself sick. He hasn't been able to eat them since. Good to know! |
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| A little Peeps decor..... |
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| Walker hated his car seat at first! Luckily he's much better in it now. That's his little Easter outfit. It had little carrots on it. I figured carrots...bunnies..EASTER. It works. |
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| My Grandma's cute Easter centerpieces. |
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| Hopping Bunny Rolls. I request them every year!! |
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| Mom and Dad trying to stay warm before their run! |
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| The Runners Are Off! |
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| I have to say one thing about this book. After going to Paris I have to say Parisian children are angels. Whenever I saw a child throwing a fit or running around a restaurant like it was a playground, I would listen to see if they were French. They never were. |
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| I found this baby coat at the Paris Flea Market. I'm in LOVE! My dad had to pitch in to help me afford what I bought! Love you DAD! Thanks!! |
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| A La Masion De Paris. Love that bit! |
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| A little detail. |
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| Another Paris Flea Market find. This dress is from the turn of the century. Little girls wore these white dresses with black tights and black shoes. This would be THE dress that my dad pretty much bought for me. It's over a hundred years old. For special occasions ONLY! We'll have to get some portraits done in this one....uh that is if I have a girl! |
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| I had to buy this one because it was so Parisian! It's a good thing I live FAR FAR away from the Paris Flea Market. I could spend a whole lotta of dough there!! |
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| HAHAHA! I was horrified by something Sierra said. I didn't know I could make this kind of face!!! |
