16 October 2017

4 months of P

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A big belly and a full diaper.
16 lbs. 15 oz.
Pearce smiles and eats his hands and we're enjoying every minute! 
(most minutes!)
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11 October 2017

Fair Day

This week I've said, "That could have gone better..." about 3 times.
Fair day... could have gone better. 
But crowds and screaming babies won't keep my husband away. No siree. 
In the middle of a particularly heated moment I told him I didn't even like the fair. 
Aghast, he turned and kept searching for some particular fried something. 

(fajita fries?)
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Watching Ruth eat a corn dog might have been the highlight. 
And that's saying something, if you catch my drift. 


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09 October 2017

orange and black

The other day I saw a sign for pumpkin tamales. 
No thanks. 
I strongly dislike the pumpkin mania that occurs this time of year but I looooooove Halloween. 
We're having fun decorating the house and scaring our children with costumes. 
6 foot scarecrow? Yes please! Orange lights and sticky bats? Bring 'em here!
(Coffins and bloody things are not for me...if you were wondering.)
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06 October 2017

sugar babies

I had grand ideas of posting every day in October. 
But it seems October is wearing me out. 
And we're only 6 days in. 
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This week we went to the local homecoming parade.
We got enough candy to bribe the kids with for a good two months. 
It was right before the parade that we learned that Georgia knows the word 'dammit'. 
Exciting times in parenting. 
It was after the parade that we learned large amounts of candy before bed is never a good idea. 
Even more exciting times. 
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02 October 2017

Sickos in September

It takes a while for an illness to pass through a family of 6. 
Like a whole month. 
Bring on the Lysol!
Review your hand washing technique! 
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Thankfully, September is over. 
Sayonara sickies! 

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20 September 2017

Rah. Rah.

If we make it to 5 p.m. without turning on the television I feel like I should get a trophy. 
I never have actually had a trophy because  I am sport averse. 
I think G takes after me in this regard. 
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We're pulling the plug on soccer after this season. 
It's too painful and 8 a.m. games are for the birds. 

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19 September 2017

JP

Jack Pearce is 3 months old. 
I might have found myself a little teary over the fact that we no longer and will never again have a newborn. 
Not that I want another one. 
I don't. 
I promise. 
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Pearce sleeps like a rockstar, eats like a rockstar, has dry scalp like a rockstar. (I don't know about that last one....)
Life before baby Pearce? Don't remember. 
Life now? Sweeeeet!
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