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Taking Sammy “back to the pet store” | The Girl from Star Land
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The Girl from Star Land. Laquo; The cult of poo. Joy (and diabetes) to the world. Taking Sammy “back to the pet store”. December 15, 2009 by Brian Jackson. Her shoes with her bare feet on the way out a neighbor’s door. We would have to spend half my salary on Lydie’s shoes if we didn’t have kind neighbors knocking on our door, a dirty pair of purple Crocs dangling from their fingers. 8221; And we answer, “How should. Know where Penguin is? Apparently she has other things on her mind. But paying someone t...
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aubtobobtolob: January 2010
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The life and times in the Hannig house of learning. or mayhem, whatever the case may be. (and if we get truly lucky, BOTH! Thursday, January 14, 2010. How to have 'quality' time. Today while tooling around in the car, an add on the radio announced that I could indeed have "more quality time with my children" if I had some kind of expensive strange hair removal. because I would no longer need to spend so much time in the shower shaving. REALLY? I can't believe I did not know this! Oh man, they crack me up!
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aubtobobtolob: waiting for you to look my way
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The life and times in the Hannig house of learning. or mayhem, whatever the case may be. (and if we get truly lucky, BOTH! Tuesday, August 30, 2011. Waiting for you to look my way. Christmas 2010 wearing the hat and scarf Naomi made for him). He got me coke when I was grouchy and needed one. We went to lunch and discussed things like friends, things he needed to work out. He and mom became peaceful together. He healed here. in my back yard. August 30, 2011 at 8:40 PM. August 30, 2011 at 8:44 PM. Tears fi...
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Invisible airways crackle with life | The Girl from Star Land
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The Girl from Star Land. Laquo; The plague. Whispering in the dark. Invisible airways crackle with life. February 10, 2010 by Brian Jackson. It’s been a while, I know. I’m sorry. I had to cook dinner. When Lydia hears a song she likes—in the the car, for example—she begs us to play it over and over until she owns it. “Okay,. They’re schmaltzy, sure, but they’re no Strawberry Shortcake. Is right. He’s too young for that crap. On February 10, 2010 at 9:28 pm. On February 10, 2010 at 9:32 pm. OK, you’...
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aubtobobtolob: how to have 'quality' time...
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The life and times in the Hannig house of learning. or mayhem, whatever the case may be. (and if we get truly lucky, BOTH! Thursday, January 14, 2010. How to have 'quality' time. Today while tooling around in the car, an add on the radio announced that I could indeed have "more quality time with my children" if I had some kind of expensive strange hair removal. because I would no longer need to spend so much time in the shower shaving. REALLY? I can't believe I did not know this! Oh man, they crack me up!
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aubtobobtolob: December 2010
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The life and times in the Hannig house of learning. or mayhem, whatever the case may be. (and if we get truly lucky, BOTH! Monday, December 20, 2010. Ellie does not want to impress me. She wants to be who she is for me. And I try to drink in every moment, who knows how long until the world matters and she slips into doing things for status quo. If I could I would have her be this strong forever. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). The Hannig House of Humor. Blogs that rock my world. C jane enjoy it.
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The life and times in the Hannig house of learning. or mayhem, whatever the case may be. (and if we get truly lucky, BOTH! Monday, December 20, 2010. Ellie does not want to impress me. She wants to be who she is for me. And I try to drink in every moment, who knows how long until the world matters and she slips into doing things for status quo. If I could I would have her be this strong forever. December 21, 2010 at 10:37 AM. April 19, 2011 at 10:43 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). C jane enjoy it.
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aubtobobtolob: "Snap" a portrait of a daughter.
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The life and times in the Hannig house of learning. or mayhem, whatever the case may be. (and if we get truly lucky, BOTH! Tuesday, January 5, 2010. Snap" a portrait of a daughter. My own mothers fingers were intertwined within the strands of my grown up 'lady' locks. The hair her hands had braided a hundred times over the years. Safety in her hands, love in her words, warmth in the visit. I confessed not feeling well. Greg and I rushed to the drug store. And then there was Naomi. I cried for the hurt...
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aubtobobtolob: Setting the 'proverbial' clock
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The life and times in the Hannig house of learning. or mayhem, whatever the case may be. (and if we get truly lucky, BOTH! Friday, January 1, 2010. Setting the 'proverbial' clock. Did you really just say that? Eye roll, laugh, cough, no really, honestly be quieter! And somehow this has never felt like I fell into the wise category.) And yet this quote goes through my head like many others do. a lot. Shaky weak fingers type this) I am so new to this. no later than? January 3, 2010 at 6:41 PM. Your childre...
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The plague | The Girl from Star Land
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The Girl from Star Land. Laquo; Four Bamboo Sticks. Invisible airways crackle with life. January 23, 2010 by Brian Jackson. The smell hit me the moment I stepped into the girls’ room. And there it was, on every available surface. And I looked down and there it was, all over Louisa’s chin and shirt in a technicolor bib. And right then I knew. And ends when the last of us gets it. I dumped the contents of my hands into a rubber toy box and grabbed Lydia by the armpits and carried her, my arms straight out,...