Let’s hear it for the child who, after requesting an elaborate nature hike, is perfectly content with a random field of weeds.
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Like this post? You will probably enjoy this one or this one. (Both with favorite photos.)
Plan B
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Upcycling
Yet another example of why toys are overrated…
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Sunday Grace
Sunday Grace
Rhetorical questions? (vol. 5)
Wait, don’t answer that!
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Should I offer him a biscuit for waiting so patiently?
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Could the force be any stronger with this pediatrician?
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Is this what the experts mean by parallel play?
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Right foot blue…left elbow and belly yellow?
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Does a map of your home state command this much respect?
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Are all little boys born to idolize their big brothers?
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Final question…
You want to check out previous volumes of my Rhetorical Questions, don’t you?
Rhetorical questions? (vol. 2)
Wait, don’t answer that.
Whose crazy idea was this?
Have they become Those Kids?
Is it uncool to dress like your toddler?
Do I ever make it out of the house alone?
Do our kids get their rhythm from Hubs or me?
Should I tell them that this toy doesn’t really have a leak?
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Did you miss the first set of rhetorical questions?
Rhetorical questions?
Wait, don’t answer that.
Who is in charge of this toddler?
Who happily agreed to make 100 dozen (!!) treats while Hubby was out of town?
Where is Piggy?
Can someone convince him that apple slices are waaaay more efficient?
Is there anything funnier than animal hats?
Why am I wearing this exact same outfit in every photo from Nov. and Dec.?
Why is my Christmas wreath flipping me off?
What is it about being near a giant tree that makes all the daily crap seem smaller and more manageable?
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Just shoot me
My camera, not pictured above, is on the fritz. This is good and bad news. Bad because I don’t have time to write 1,000 words every time I want to capture a moment. Good because maybe just maybe I can justify buying an upgrade once I figure out what’s going on with my ailing Rebel.
In the meantime, I’ve been documenting the everyday with my iPhone.
Some recent highlights from our world:
Rascal’s DS got out of timeout. We are all overjoyed.
I got a pedicure to match my favorite chair.
Doodlebug got a new coat that’s as sassy as she is.
Hubby found someone to appreciate his pumpkin stacking talents.
Smiley perfected his bell-ringing skills, much to the delight of neighbors.
We all survived last week, which was busting at the seams with class projects, cake decorating contests, school carnival and, of course, Halloween.
Our costumes? Well, the kids had been all set until an hour before trick-or-treating. Then Hubby and I pulled out the costume box to figure out what we were going to wear…and suddenly the living room was a pile of wigs, beads, pleather jackets, capes, tails and hats. And what emerged: a Jonas brother, a skunk, a cowboy who refused to wear a single piece of his costume, a punk witch and “Rascal’s embarrassing Dad.” I’ll let you figure out that last one on your own.
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