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Smiles, Blessings and Freckled Fancies: Prego Pics by T and Sasquatch Sightings
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Monday, November 15, 2010. Prego Pics by T and Sasquatch Sightings. Have I mentioned lately that I'm not getting around too swiftly these days? Yes, I'm waddling. I can't even pull it together to walk all cute and peppy in public. No, it's a waddle. My apologies to those who are having to witness the waddle. Should I bend over and pick them up? Oh, geez, I guess I'll do it myself. T-Bird is quite enamoured with skate boarding. I had said I would take him to the skate park while the riff-raff was in s...
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Smiles, Blessings and Freckled Fancies: Legos. Eat. Sleep. Do It Again.
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Tuesday, January 29, 2013. Legos Eat. Sleep. Do It Again. Oh my word. How behind can one woman be? I suppose the answer is.very. Quite. A lot. Behind. Here's to catching up. We had the opportunity to take the boys to a free little Lego getaway. (in September! Behind) (so behind) Branson is just up the road. We hit the little vacation hole on the last day of its run. Let's here it for homeschooling and being the only people in the building! Even sister gets in on Lego action! Creations front and center.
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Smiles, Blessings and Freckled Fancies: Oil and Water Throw a Bubble Party
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Friday, December 21, 2012. Oil and Water Throw a Bubble Party. It's a love not so love relationship I have with Arkansas weather. This has been a warm December, and while some are upset by the lack of bone chilling temperatures, I have been thankful for a play outside and enjoy our world mild temperature sort of month. I heard a giggle party outside of the front door. When I took a peak, this is what I saw. Oil and Water were getting along, er.I mean, Lady Bug and Hoot. I see you, too. 21 December, 2012.
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Smiles, Blessings and Freckled Fancies: May 2013
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Saturday, May 11, 2013. My Thoughts on Mother's Day. Eleven years ago, a tiny blue bundle made me a first time mother. Little did I know what an impact that would have on my life and that I would go on to give birth four more times. Fives times a mother. Five I assure you, people feel free to tell me I have my hands full every time we clog up a grocery store aisle. Then I also have older ladies stop me and say, "Oh, that brings back memories. I had seven. Good for you and bless you.". Friday, May 3, 2013.
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Smiles, Blessings and Freckled Fancies: I'm Being Followed
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Saturday, October 16, 2010. As I was crossing our street to gather the mail from our mailbox, I had this feeling. Someone was looking at me. Someone was walking with me. Someone was with me! I turned around and there she was. She's tallish and dark and rotund. I don't think I've paid much attention to my pregnant shadow. For whatever reason, I noticed her yesterday. I was wearing a knee length skirt, but my dear shadow friend seems to go on forever. Why do I hold my arm up like this? I do it ALL the time!
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Smiles, Blessings and Freckled Fancies: Writing Motherhood: Entry 1
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Wednesday, August 4, 2010. Writing Motherhood: Entry 1. I started a little exercise over the past year- I have been keeping Motherhood Journals. I'm not good at journaling, especially chronologically or even daily. I have beaten myself up for years because I don't record every stinkin' milestone that my kiddos have achieved. No, there is no time, date, place, smell for all of that. And then one day I realized, that's okay. I'm not. Sorting boxes of junk in the garage. Geez, it's hot! Brett and I were bot...
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Smiles, Blessings and Freckled Fancies: July 2013
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Friday, July 19, 2013. It has not been a big secret. I'm a fairly open person. My openness likely stems from having been surrounded by too many lies in my life before becoming an adult. I let my life out so that others don't feel quite so alone. Anyway, not a big secret that my life has been difficult and trying for the last year, more like two.But who's counting? Up welled the issues. Down shot the roots of bitterness. In set the justification. Frustration was my morning brew. Yes, there is always a but...
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Smiles, Blessings and Freckled Fancies: And You Get a Gold Star!
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Wednesday, July 17, 2013. And You Get a Gold Star! Would you like a sticker? T-Bird was all, "Um, that's been there forever." - - - -Third row void- - - -. Expo markers. Lists. Seriously. We've been stream-lining our life in order to run smoothly. Otherwise, this ship is sinking, people. Sinking fast. Brett and I have made a commitment to get ourselves together and be the best darn parents this side of the Mississippi. Or something like that. Kids can smell weakness. Where is brother #3? Any day now kid!
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Smiles, Blessings and Freckled Fancies: When Parenting Stinks
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Friday, August 31, 2012. There are times when it just stinks to be a parent. These little eggs represent a moment like that. A moment when I didn't want to be a parent. Aren't those beautiful eggs? My T is a nature watcher. He had been watching some Eastern Bluebirds for some time. In his bird watching, he notice they kept flying into and out of a post. He came running into the house one day, his face flushed with excitement. Momma, I have to show you something wonderful.". Panic Panic. Panic. T took off...
