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At Least We Know . . .: Pre-Dinner Conversation with D
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Thursday, May 3, 2012. Pre-Dinner Conversation with D. Preschooler D: What is that smell? D: No, what is that. D: No, I mean what else? M: Just french fries. D: It smells like chicken nuggets. M: Oh, yeah. It does. Nope, just french fries. Smells like chicken nuggets. M: I don't know what to tell you. It's just french fries. Looks like the smell of chicken nuggets. M: Yes, son, I actually follow that train of thought. Sadly, there are only french fries in the oven. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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At Least We Know . . .: 2 Timothy 4:7
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Saturday, May 5, 2012. 8206;2 Timothy 4:7. I have fought the good fight. I have finished the race. I have kept the faith. Shout out to Cousin Josh for the theme of today's blog.). Friends and loved ones, I finished that race and I ran the whole way - except for the part where I had to stop and tie my shoe. I should have had pants on. I should have checked my laces. I should have . . . who cares? Don't I look serious? Isn't he cute in a completely platonic-brother-in-Christ way? Well, thank you Photoshop,...
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At Least We Know . . .: Recovery
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Wednesday, May 9, 2012. Well, I think I have finally recovered from all the excitement on Saturday. I had to. Coach Sam, seeing my commitment to the process, has decided it's time to step it up, so yesterday I did my first hill sprint. Yeah - no - that's just what it sounds like. I jog *a mile* to a hill, sprint up the hill, and jog home. It was awful. Let me say that again so you understand. It was awful. Carrie, my friend/dental hygienist, asked today, "But wasn't it great when you got to the top?
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At Least We Know . . .: A Moment of Compassion with Preschooler D
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Thursday, May 17, 2012. A Moment of Compassion with Preschooler D. SCENE: The mother of the home is in tears over something only another stay-at-home mom would understand. It seems no one knows how to open the dishwasher and put in his plate. What's the matter with you people? You make dishes dirty and consume food constantly! I am always at the grocery store! And you wear clothes. That then have to be washed. It wasn't me who told on you! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
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At Least We Know . . .: Am I cleaning? No.
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Thursday, May 24, 2012. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Here I am in my immaculate home. I live in rural Minnesota with my husband and kids. I practice the ancient art of home economics and play the bass guitar. I am a runner. (Stop laughing, faithful readers.). View my complete profile. Austism Society of America. Jeremy J (Thoughts from my bike riding, letter writing friend). Living Proof Ministries Blog. Anybody Want to Lend a Little Insight on Wisdom and Folly? Confessions of a Pioneer Woman.
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At Least We Know . . .: Seeking Adventure
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Monday, May 14, 2012. My dearest little friend Allyson came for coffee today. You may remember her as Chief Babysitter Ally. She is married almost two years now and hasn't babysat for us since we called Preschooler D, Baby D. Her husband joined the Air Force and they have been living out of state while he trained. Now they are home before he takes his first permanent assignment in Germany. Naturally, she is both excited and nervous. Wouldn't you be? Of course she would. Young, Pierced and Tattooed looked...
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At Least We Know . . .: May 2012
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Wednesday, May 30, 2012. One of the things I am hoping we will gain in the move is the ability for you to comment. I have had problems with the comment section almost since I started. It seemed the only people able to comment were angry Europeans and people trying to sell "enhancement" products. You'll just get moved over. If you visit this page or get lost the new address is:. Notice that the address here was "leastweknow" and the new address is "atleastweknow.". Okay Here goes nothing. Pushes card to D.
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At Least We Know . . .: March 2012
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Friday, March 30, 2012. Writer's Block Friday: Still Nothing to Say. Blah, blah, blah . . . We went to the Big Mall (You might call it the Mall of America) on Wednesday. On Tuesday D declared it was hard staying home all the time. This is so true. Tough Girl Running Journal. Wednesday - Cross Training Day. Today - .5 miles. This was nothing. I am a machine! Tuesday, March 27, 2012. Blah, blah, blah . . . It's spring break week here. Preschooler D has been wearing the same set of PJs going on 48 hours...
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At Least We Know . . .: MOVING DAY
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Wednesday, May 30, 2012. One of the things I am hoping we will gain in the move is the ability for you to comment. I have had problems with the comment section almost since I started. It seemed the only people able to comment were angry Europeans and people trying to sell "enhancement" products. You'll just get moved over. If you visit this page or get lost the new address is:. Notice that the address here was "leastweknow" and the new address is "atleastweknow.". Okay Here goes nothing. Freezer Cooking ...
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At Least We Know . . .: Birthday Part 2: Still not whining
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Wednesday, May 2, 2012. Birthday Part 2: Still not whining. Gigi forgot my birthday, but she sent my niece two presents which makes us think she forgot to flip the calendar and is just living last month over. Perhaps I'll see something at the end of the month . . . or maybe she will have caught up by then. I called my mother to complain and I realized at the end of the conversation that I wanted to hear her say, "Well, I'm sure she'll make up for it when she's feeling better.". It's just one of those sma...
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