tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79856734518041831652024-03-05T05:40:51.056-05:00Type B Mom Stays at HomeType B Mom Stays at Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12555466567048480098noreply@blogger.comBlogger229125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985673451804183165.post-14237005633921449302014-08-01T11:26:00.000-04:002014-08-01T11:26:48.284-04:00Harper's 5th Birthday Interview<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This comes a month late. . . on the heels of a raucous girl superhero party. Same questions from <a href="http://typebmom.blogspot.com/2012_06_01_archive.html">the 3rd birthday interview</a>. I did a 4th. I don't know where I filed it. Typical.</span> <br />
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Your birthday was last month. We should do a birthday interview. </div>
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<strong>Why interview me? Why? Where? This is late.</strong> </div>
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How old are you?</div>
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<strong>5 years old</strong></div>
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Who is your best friend?</div>
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<strong>Hannah</strong></div>
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What is your favorite way to spend your time?</div>
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<strong>doing schoolwork</strong></div>
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What's your favorite color?</div>
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<strong>pink</strong></div>
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Favorite food?</div>
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<strong>watermelon</strong></div>
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What is your favorite family activity?</div>
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<strong>give them hugs and kisses</strong></div>
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<em><span style="color: red;">and then the same question again..because 5.</span> </em></div>
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What's your favorite activity to do with your family?</div>
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<strong>draw and play</strong></div>
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Like what kind of games?</div>
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<strong>Because those are both healthy things and you have to do them.</strong></div>
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What's your favorite toy?</div>
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<strong>Stuffed animals. Elephant*.</strong></div>
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<span style="color: red;"><em>*Much grief surrounding elephant's impending loneliness once she starts school, thus requiring daily mention of huge golden lab stuffed animal from Gander Mountain to keep him company. We will probably end up buy it if she persists in her intelligent persuasion tactics, which have included mid-morning calls to dad at the office to lobby on elephant's behalf and the identification and presentation of many other stuffed animals whose welfare will also benefit from said golden lab. </em></span></div>
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What do you want to be when you grow up?</div>
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<strong>Nurse.</strong> </div>
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Why? </div>
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<strong>Because nurses* are my favorite, so I want to be like Nurse Nancy.</strong></div>
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<em><span style="color: red;">*It seems pertinent to add that, specifically, Harper wants to be a "snake nurse." She will wear gloves, so the poison doesn't get on her.</span></em> </div>
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What makes you happy?</div>
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<strong>giggling.</strong></div>
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What makes you sad?</div>
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<strong>((brow furrowed..hands on hips..stands up)) Being angry. Getting angry. Throwing sticks at me. Some people who are strangers.</strong></div>
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<span style="color: red;"><em>Yikes. If only you had a real lasso for those stick-throwing strangers. </em></span></div>
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What is your favorite TV show?</div>
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<strong>Cinderella. I mean Lucky Duck.</strong></div>
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What is your favorite book?</div>
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<strong>Snuggle Buddies*.</strong></div>
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<span style="color: red;"><em>*A step reader about the Disney princesses and their pets. Also, no day is complete without a solid 45 minutes of role play. Harper is a "palace pet," while I am the protagonist, antagonist, and all supporting roles following her dictated script. Her contribution: barking and meowing in response.</em></span></div>
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What do you like to learn about?</div>
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<strong>Science.</strong></div>
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What was the best part about your birthday?</div>
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<strong>Pin the tail on the donkey.</strong></div>
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<em><span style="color: red;">Really? That was your favorite part of the party that I spent weeks Pinteresting? $1.98 from K-Mart? Harp. You're the only one who played. </span></em></div>
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Where do you like to go?</div>
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<strong>To the beach to play in the sand and water. The beach is my favorite place!</strong> </div>
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What is your favorite treat?</div>
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<strong>jelly beans!</strong></div>
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What do you think about at night before you go to sleep?</div>
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<strong>My dolls. I think about my plastic doll Jessie and her plastic horse, Peppermint.</strong></div>
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Who is a famous person you'd like to meet?</div>
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<strong>Aunt Kristen. She looks famous when she wears her clothes.</strong></div>
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<span style="color: red;"><em>Well now.</em></span></div>
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What's your favorite thing about being 5?</div>
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<strong>Playing nurse and helping my stuffed animals.</strong></div>
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Do you feel different than when you were four?</div>
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<strong>Yeah. I feel like I'm much taller than short.</strong></div>
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<strong>Mom. It's not my birthday anymore.</strong></div>
Type B Mom Stays at Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12555466567048480098noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985673451804183165.post-18214268905926146472014-07-25T15:54:00.000-04:002014-07-25T15:54:23.823-04:00manly essentials."Mommmaaa, I'm suck."<br />
"Stuck, huh? How'd you get up there?"<br />
"Cwimbed dis cabinet."<br />
"Whatcha need?"<br />
"Deese boots and a protein bar. Kiss me befoe I jump." <br />
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Type B Mom Stays at Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12555466567048480098noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985673451804183165.post-4492215319788540412014-07-15T13:54:00.000-04:002014-07-15T13:54:17.354-04:0010 ways to horrify a 2.5 year old.1. Assume he wants his banana peeled.<br />
2. Pick up a sibling. Ever.<br />
3. Sing along with him.<br />
4. Help him put on his shoes.<br />
5. Suggest he has a last name.<br />
6. Buckle his car seat.<br />
7. Gently recommend he not approach an ice cream cone bottom first.<br />
8. Embark upon any painless endeavor of his basic hygiene which must be repeated multiple times per day, including, but not limited to: face wiping, diaper changing, tooth brushing and hair combing.<br />
9. Pick him up.<br />
10. Put him down.<br />
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<br />Type B Mom Stays at Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12555466567048480098noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985673451804183165.post-22226683641649882812014-07-01T17:02:00.000-04:002014-07-02T10:47:24.914-04:00Defying physics and other talents. By now, y'all know I'm always game for a gimmicky diet or workout. It should come as no shock that I'm nearly done with T25 and headed for P90X. <em>It is for real.</em> I can do push-ups again. Real ones. <br />
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Admittedly, I am somewhat concerned that if I maintain this sort of ..manly Jazzercize, our ceiling downstairs will collapse, because.. high jumps. Hopefully, I will land on the couch. <br />
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As usual, I've gained weight. It's just what I do. It's a gift. I like to think that I'm built for survival. I would survive as long as any teenage heroine in any popular young adult literature series on which I've binged this summer. <br />
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But since I'm not trying to climb out of the Grand Canyon carrying a boat, eating only apples grown by long gone farmers of the Rising, my jeans are tight.<br />
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It's a delicate balance, jump squats and coffee cake. <br />
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Today, I bought a bag of chocolate Shakeology.<br />
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I read a lot about it before I did, because the price is unspeakable. <br />
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In the end, I decided to try it because eating healthy food is expensive, anyway. <br />
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Concerned it would be like.. chocolate water (that's how it looks in commercials).., I mixed it with 12 oz. of coconut milk, a half cup of crushed ice and, much to Henry's annoyance, pulled out the immersion blender.<br />
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I say all of that - even the anecdotal rambling - to say, <em>it's really thick</em>. Maybe because of the chia seeds or one of the many other fancypants ingredients. I don't know. I know coffee cake made with cream cheese. It's what brung me. <br />
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I struggled through the first half, feeling somewhat defeated. ..but then, in a texture-driven near heave, a moment of clarity prevailed over beer-bonging strategies of yore:<br />
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It's like drinking chocolate pudding. <br />
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WHO WOULDN'T WANT TO DO THAT?<br />
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And lastly, I read somewhere that good photography is essential for successful blogging. Ha!<br />
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This is after the ice melted. . . I stuck my phone in and tilted the shake down, so it's slowly lolling its way down through Brandon's Phil Robertson Happy Happy Happy Tervis tumbler, looking like the mouth of Hell. But in a good way.<br />
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Henry: Where we goin', Momma?<br />
Me: I can't decide between Walmart and Target.<br />
Harper: Walmart!<br />
Henry: Yeah, Walmart! <br />
Me: ((huge Walmart-hating sigh)). Ok. But you know they don't have many kid carts and you'll have to get in a regular one together. And Harper, you have to ride since you have a splinter in your foot. Can y'all do that without fighting? In the same cart?<br />
Henry: We not fighting.<br />
Harper: We can fight nice.<br />
Me: Impossible. No fighting. Understand?<br />
Harper: Yes.<br />
Henry: I don't need to be in duh cart.<br />
Me: You will be in the cart. No fighting.<br />
Henry: ((sigh)) Can we listen to Puff Daddy?<br />
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Harper: Can we go in another store after Walmart so we can fight?<br />
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<em>Harper, why is this your favorite book?</em><br />
Harper: His NAKED BUTT! ((attempts to moon me, Henry falls down laughing)) <br />
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Attempt to explain the concept of a word scramble. <em>"BUT WHAT DOES THE MESSED UP WORD SAY?"</em><br />
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Play the video of the real Macarena from 15 years ago. <em>"Who are these grandpas?!"</em><br />
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Explain that Puff Daddy is a real person. <em>"When I'm 10, I'll have a big cat named Puff Daddy. Puffy if I'm in a hurry."</em><br />
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Verify that the Ninja Turtles are not of this realm.<em> "Are they in our land? Will they ever attack danger at the grocery store when we're there? The grocery store does have pizza."</em><br />
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Admit that you don't know who Santa's mom is. ..<em>"But Mom?.. Mrs. Klaus.. She's not his mom, she's <strong>his lady</strong>, right?"</em><br />
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<em></em>Type B Mom Stays at Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12555466567048480098noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985673451804183165.post-41122773321676838632014-05-14T15:13:00.000-04:002014-05-14T15:13:22.108-04:00never trust a wayfarer-wearing hipster.After an especially tantrum-filled morning, Henry earned the rare nap. <br />
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He didn't sleep. Like usual.<br />
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After 45 minutes of boisterous play plus some intermittent rage straight into the monitor, walkie-talkie-style, **YOU KNOW I DON'T NAP. OVER.**, I gave up.<br />
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I found him pantsless, diaperless, but nonetheless, bePolo-ed. <br />
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"Haaay, Momma!"<br />
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<em>Hey bud! Where are your pants and diaper?</em><br />
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"Over there. Diaper just flew off!" <br />
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Type B Mom Stays at Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12555466567048480098noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985673451804183165.post-19356487706608514182014-05-08T20:47:00.000-04:002014-05-08T20:52:52.016-04:00I forgot my Blogger password. That's how long it's been since I've thought about sticking my toe in this water. I had to search for the "write a new post" button. What. <br />
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Food, kids, sporadic bursts of dedicated exercise. The gang's still all here...<br />
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So. <br />
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food: <br />
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Did you know that if you mix two cans of pumpkin with a box of Betty Crocker butter pecan cake mix and bake in muffin tins for 20 minutes that it creates magic? When you eat it, think "pancake." Don't dare think "maple" because it will ruin your life. I don't know if it's healthier than the real thing, but.. pumpkin. That counts for something.<br />
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Today, I ruined a soup with the wrong cheese. With the wrong cheese that cost $11. Which I almost put back, because.. $11. FOR CHEESE? And now it's a fibrous, stiff $11 blob in the bottom of the pot, which I forlornly abandoned. I had to walk away. I'm shunning it and hoping it turns into something else, but it won't*. Because I bought the wrong cheese.<br />
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So I walked upstairs with the very last Reese's Egg...to drown my sorrows about the soup. Henry heard me opening it.. He asked what it was, and with some fumbling and hesitation, I blurted out, "Toilet soap."<br />
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...toilet soap?<br />
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I feel 1% guilty. Both kids have been sick, anyway. At this tender juncture, a Reese's might still be ill-advised.<br />
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Last Wednesday night, I heard Henry cough a few times. I casually fumbled my way down to his room to give him a little cuddle and some water. As I gently caressed his blonde hair, it was... wet. And chunky. <br />
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Just as his load of laundry was finishing up, the power went out. <br />
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About 15 minutes later, I heard Harper cry out, and I thought, "Oh.. her nightlight. No posse of projected ceiling Disney princesses to protect her." Except when I fumbled my way down to her room, barf also. <br />
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The power came on around 4 a.m. The good news is, I was already awake, cleaning up the hurl that happened every hour on the hour, to turn off all the random appliances that come to life and normally scare the wits out of people in such a situation.<br />
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It was the world's longest stomach bug. Today is the first day they've even mustered the energy to be annoyed by each other.<br />
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I've been letting them watch some TV while they convalesce. This is how Henry watches TV. It's relaxing for everyone involved.<br />
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Maybe the end of blogging directly correlated with his being confidently mobile. Or being Batman. Because this is how Batman looks right before he unassumingly steps backwards off of a skyscraper. Which Henry did, without warning, about 5 seconds after I took this. <br />
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exercise:<br />
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I've done the first month of T-25 three full times. Most recently, I had to take a three week hiatus because I fiercely kicked a solid wood Melissa & Doug alligator push toy and am now minus one big toenail for sandal season. Eh. It's not a race, mostly because it's just jumping up and down. I know all the choreography by heart. Like Britney at the 2007 VMAs.<br />
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<em>*The soup was fine. The cheese totally dissolved. Excellent soup. Excellent cheese. Amen.</em><br />
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<br />Type B Mom Stays at Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12555466567048480098noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985673451804183165.post-86903062415855627602013-10-12T16:05:00.000-04:002013-10-12T16:05:19.629-04:00Pumpkin Patch 2013In our family, "fun" family outings go like this:<br />
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Thursday -<br />
<strong>Me:</strong> We should go to [insert all manner of outings which should serve beer. including, but not limited to: museums, zoos, parks, gardens, pumpkin patch or pretty much anywhere with a bouncy house or requires copious amounts of hand sanitizer] this weekend!<br />
<strong>Brandon:</strong> Yeah. Harper would love it.<br />
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Friday -<br />
<strong>Me:</strong> ((checks weather & website for any excuse to default on said fun)) Ah oh. It's looking like good weather and, oh great, not prohibitively expensive, either.<br />
<strong>Brandon:</strong> Yeah. Harper will love it.<br />
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Saturday Morning -<br />
<strong>Henry:</strong> from crib: "Maaaaaahmaaaaaa!" <br />
<strong>Me:</strong> Yesss... it's Saturday. Wait.. oh no. Fun day.<br />
<strong>Brandon:</strong> ((silence all morning.. hates all the things.))<br />
<strong>Harper:</strong> omggggg!<br />
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Whatever it is always ends up actually being OK. Sometimes, dare I say, fun.<br />
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So, with that, the Phillips Reluctantly Do Pumpkin Patch '13<br />
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Harper getting her jump on while I stifle the mental image of her flying off of that thing like a cannonball should she get 'popped' by someone who weighs more:<br />
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Type B Mom Stays at Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12555466567048480098noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985673451804183165.post-9346118025629424872013-10-07T13:37:00.000-04:002013-10-07T13:37:39.297-04:00Possibly Unpopular Opinion of the WeekI love words. In fact, I have a hard time reading novels because I get word envy.<br />
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word envy - n. unwarranted jealousy experienced by <em>me</em> when an author uses a stronger, more descriptive word than expected.<br />
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Also, I acknowledge that a well-developed vocabulary nearly extinguishes the need for... "swear words."<br />
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<em>However, I believe with my whole heart that there is a time and a place - wherein there exists no substitute - to fervently drop the f-bomb.</em> Type B Mom Stays at Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12555466567048480098noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985673451804183165.post-44359844699151710902013-09-28T22:11:00.000-04:002013-09-28T22:11:39.626-04:00ironically 30.I guess it's just like a stupid almost 30 year old to wax nostalgic about their
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<strong>No one told me that at 30, I'd still </strong><em><b>feel</b></em><strong>
like a kid:</strong> <o:p></o:p><br />
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Still making snap decisions with my heart and gut instead of
experience. <em>Shouldn't I know what to do, by now?</em><o:p></o:p><br />
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Still choosing sides, still lying awake, wondering if I chose correctly. <em>Shouldn't
I know who to trust, by now?</em><o:p></o:p><br />
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Still needing encouragement and reassurance when it looks like I'm doing o.k, anyway. <em>Why can't I just do it 'my own self,' yet? </em><br />
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Still failing to stand up for myself, even when I know I'm right.<em> How haven't I learned to spit it out?</em><br />
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Still worried about how others judge me & how I judge others. <em>Isn't there only One opinion that matters?</em><br />
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Still wondering what I'll be and what I'll do, even though that's now.
<em>Will I ever know an opportunity when I see it?</em><br />
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Still watching others hurt and hurting with them, knowing I can do little to affect it. <em>Where is this thick skin of which people speak and shouldn't I have it, by now?</em><br />
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Still sticking my foot in my mouth and giving my opinion when it isn't wanted. <em>Why hasn't my foot gotten smaller in 30 years? </em><br />
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Still feeling the sting of rejection and of others' words and actions, even though it's nothing new. <em>Shouldn't I see that coming after all this time?</em><br />
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Type B Mom Stays at Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12555466567048480098noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985673451804183165.post-44960807241444958022013-09-17T14:49:00.001-04:002013-09-17T14:49:47.623-04:00if your mass is huddled.<em>Give me your tired, fussy preschoolers, </em><br />
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I feel oppressed by recipes. And confused (not by directions, but by my ability to follow it flawlessly and still, catastrophe at my hands). Basically, recipes stir up teenager emotions I shouldn't have to deal with just one month shy of turning 30. And yet. . .<br />
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This is one y'all need in your arsenal for sick kids, sad friends, unexpected guests and to combat the general malaise that blankets the South when temperatures dip lower than 50 degrees for more than thirty consecutive days.<br />
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Some do dumplings - Bisquick and milk. that's all - but today? Frozen Pastry. I promised 7:15, remember? A true Southern woman would call this a bastardization of such a hallowed dish, but.. 7:15. <br />
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2 bay leaves (fairly unnecessary and not worth dragging toddlers to the grocery store if you don't have it)<br />
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5. After the veggies are fairly well-done and everything has been at a rolling boil long enough that they look more the sum than their individual parts, start adding the frozen pastry. Slide it in piece by piece. Slowly. So they won't stick together. Patience, grasshopper. <br />
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I snort laughed when I finished it, because.. horses!<br />
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Who doesn't need to see this every single day!?<br />
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Type B Mom Stays at Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12555466567048480098noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985673451804183165.post-15039075616631980432013-09-11T14:03:00.001-04:002013-09-11T14:05:20.547-04:00Type B does drapery.1. Go to fabric store. Bring along 20 month old helper to paw at all breakables within reach.<br />
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11. Post first blog in months about it. Naturally, include no pictures or address extended absence.<br />
<br />Type B Mom Stays at Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12555466567048480098noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985673451804183165.post-81016820651978222182013-04-03T13:58:00.000-04:002013-04-03T14:03:19.644-04:00Possibly Unpopular Opinion of the WeekYou, with the Old Navy flip flop hot glued to your puffy deco mesh wreath - You realize you just decorated with an adult rubber shoe, right? A shoe.<br />
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<br />Type B Mom Stays at Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12555466567048480098noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985673451804183165.post-1693928235918173342013-03-15T12:02:00.001-04:002013-03-15T12:26:55.323-04:00Spring has sprung.All week, I've been reading about great things to do with fabric scraps at<a href="http://www.inthefunlane.com/"> in the fun lane.</a> I've followed Holly's blog since I started blogging and I love absolutely everything she does to her home. <br />
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Though it be humble, here is my rag garland. I've only been sewing for a month, so I don't have enough scraps to cuss a cat. </div>
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If there was ever a project for me, it is this rag garland. You cut scraps - mine are about 8 inches long. Maybe about an inch and a half wide. I don't really know. I didn't measure them. And then you tie them in knots on a good thick yarn or rope. And then just throw it somewhere. </div>
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It aligns wonderfully with my typical mantel decorating style - Shop the house and throw random things up there until it's a hazard to anyone standing underneath. Which is why I'll probably put that Spring banner somewhere else.</div>
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Lawd have mercy. Living in Lee Hall at NC State with entirely too much time on my hands. Which I did not spend studying or going to class regularly. Like most 19 year olds, just generally making great decisions at every opportunity.</div>
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<b>2. What 5 things are on your to-do list?</b></div>
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<li style="background-image: url(http://www.thetamom.com/wp-content/themes/thetamom/images/sidebar-list.png); background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px 0px 3px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 13px; word-wrap: break-word;">Make drapes for the TV room.</li>
<li style="background-image: url(http://www.thetamom.com/wp-content/themes/thetamom/images/sidebar-list.png); background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px 0px 3px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 13px; word-wrap: break-word;">Fold the four loads of laundry currently piled on our bed.</li>
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<li style="background-image: url(http://www.thetamom.com/wp-content/themes/thetamom/images/sidebar-list.png); background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px 0px 3px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 13px; word-wrap: break-word;">Clean out my car. OMG. Goldfish propagation, y'all. </li>
<li style="background-image: url(http://www.thetamom.com/wp-content/themes/thetamom/images/sidebar-list.png); background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px 0px 3px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 13px; word-wrap: break-word;">Decorate for Easter. Harper loves me more when I surprise her with seasonal decor.</li>
<li style="background-image: url(http://www.thetamom.com/wp-content/themes/thetamom/images/sidebar-list.png); background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: no-repeat no-repeat; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px 0px 3px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 13px; word-wrap: break-word;">Install a new baby gate upstairs, which will make Henry love me less.</li>
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<b>3. What are 5 snacks you enjoy?</b></div>
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It's not advisable for me to keep snacks in our house that I enjoy, because I would enjoy an entire box of said enjoyable snack. Things I trust myself with? PB2 and celery and cinnamon Chex with almond milk. What snacks do I want? Doughnuts, chocolate, cake and chocolate cake doughnuts.</div>
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<b>4. Name some things you would do if you were a millionaire:</b></div>
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Pay off our house. Geez. Can you sleep at night until you do this?!</div>
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Buy a fancy-ass minivan substitute. </div>
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Go to grad school and get all the degrees. I don't have to decide! I'm a millionaire!</div>
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Top off an education fund for our children - but not one where they turn 19 and have access to it. Have we discussed the decision-making abilities of 19 year olds? 29 year olds, for that matter? Heh. Am I even qualified to have these imaginary millions?</div>
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Contribute to solutions to problems dear to my heart. For the love of humanity, please do your research when contributing to non-profits, y'all. 50% admin expense means you're paying for the CEO's fancy-ass minivan substitute and pumping their child's trust fund.</div>
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Save the rest to take care of us and our families if they need it. </div>
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Also, buy an enormous TV for the garage. Because I'm a millionaire and can watch Vampire Diaries while I elliptical, if I want. </div>
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<b>5. Name some places you have lived:</b></div>
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Raleigh NC, Milwaukee WI, Washington DC and my hometown, Fayetteville NC. You can tell that I'm kind of a big deal.</div>
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<b>6. Name some bad habits you have:</b></div>
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Procrastination, not putting things away after I'm done with them, blogging when I should be folding laundry.<i> ((Beast gives best come-hither stare))</i></div>
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<b>7. Name some jobs you have had:</b></div>
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I have been a cashier at a grocery store, where I contracted strep throat 6 times over the course of 1.5 years because people and their groceries and their money are dirty. </div>
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I have been a scorekeeper for youth sports, where I learned that I will never pressure my children to play sports.</div>
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I've been a student fundraiser and trained callers for the NC State Annual Fund, where I learned that hardworking farmers and their money are easily parted for worthy causes. </div>
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I've been a fundraiser for United Way & The Children's Inn, where I learned that there are some problems that money can't fix. </div>
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And Mom..where I've learned that I know nothing.</div>
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<b>8. Name those you are tagging for #OSBlog:</b></div>
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Y'all, I don't do the Twitters. Saying funny things is too hard. Especially if you're going to limit my characters. Furthermore, I don't subscribe to pretending to have Twitter on Facebook. #Befunnywithoutahashtag.</div>
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I'll still tag my frans, though, because both deserve to go viral and blow up. Or do those things in the opposite order. I don't know which. </div>
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<a href="http://hard-lacquer.blogspot.com/">Tiffany at Hard Lacquer</a> and <a href="http://itsallplay.blogspot.com/">Karrie at Life From Here</a></div>
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Type B Mom Stays at Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12555466567048480098noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985673451804183165.post-40319529477702746522013-03-05T16:15:00.000-05:002013-03-05T16:15:13.805-05:00all I need to get by.Playtime (ok, all the time) at our house is either:<br />
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A. watching Harper run around and holler things at us - "Run! Chase me! Tickle Me! Be a Ninja Turtle! Here's your stick! Watch out! I'm going to 'sharp' (stab!!) you! Raaaaaah!!" while Henry trails behind or runs in the opposite direction<br />
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B. refereeing two angry badgers who both want ALL THE TOYS.<br />
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C. Harper building huge, intricate something which Henry points to, "Oooh!" then crushes with his powerful baby fists of destruction.<br />
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giggling, whining, crying/hostile meltdowns, furrowed brow life lesson warnings in my adult voice, belly laughing, scream laughing (this is a form of communication only tolerable to other 3 year olds and their own parents - not other parents.)<br />
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This morning, we had a solid two hours of ALL THE TOYS + whining/crying/furrowed brow.<br />
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To people without children, nothing looks worse.<br />
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<i>To people with children, the grocery store with both of them in their current state is at least 200% worse.</i><br />
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After many bribes (cookies), shoe recovery expeditions (all of us must go! leave no man downstairs! by the way, <i>carry us both! I'm scared to walk up!</i>) and threats (nap), we piled into the car and, like only three mortal enemies chained together against their will can, eventually stumbled into Harris Teeter.<br />
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By the grace of God, I wrangled them into an empty race car cart and quickly(!) began the disinfecting process as there is a 3 second window between Henry being introduced to a new environment and biting the dirtiest thing in said environment.<br />
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Amid protests from the peanut gallery - <i>"Do not wash me! I do not want to be washed with the wipe! Don't wash Henry either! He hates it!" </i>- we spied out the cookie bin (at this point, let's pretend that all that disinfecting wasn't for naught, as I politely select a fresh pastry paper and hand both children a cookie from the COMMUNAL COOKIE BOX) and soldiered on.<br />
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As I selected 10 assorted boxes of pasta (buy two get three free! if you have a child, what night do you NOT eat pasta? no night!), I spied the rustling of limbs in my peripheral vision (never look totally away. never.), and said, "What're y'all up to? I hope you aren't thinking about standing up."<br />
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'No. Just huggin' and kissin' Henry.'<br />
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<br />Type B Mom Stays at Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12555466567048480098noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985673451804183165.post-7597814589163995642013-02-28T10:23:00.000-05:002013-02-28T10:23:01.352-05:00dinner: a narrativeThis morning, Harper donned her duds of domestication and whipped up some french toast for Brandon.<br />
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The result is art imitating life. Specifically mine.<br />
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Allow me to explain:<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">"Sure, my entire kitchen looks like a disaster and I spent a ton of money on obscure grocery items, but I know this Pinterest recipe will be worth it. I just know it will. MAN, the house smells good. Everybody's gonna love this! Even Harper!"</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Pause to appreciate coordinated ensemble: Tulle, silk, velvet,. . . the gang's all here! <br /><i>Proceed, domestic genius, proceed.</i></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Aww, snap! Let's turn off the timer before it buzzes. I'm all over this. <br />Timers are for busters.</span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Wait.. wait now. Is that done? Yeah. Wait. No. Maybe another minute. How long has it been in there? Oh. I turned off the timer. Yeah. Yeah. Probably ready. Looks fine. ...Eeehh, maybe not.<br />.</span></td></tr>
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((((((Long stare at oven...))))))</div>
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<i>lasting infinitely long, or, if one were to count, approximately 7 seconds</i></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">close enough. giddyup! <br />...minding the exposed wrist. no time for burn care whilst presenting your family with the most wonderful meal ever.</span></td></tr>
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<br />Type B Mom Stays at Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12555466567048480098noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985673451804183165.post-38354689718432112752013-02-26T14:36:00.000-05:002013-02-26T14:36:17.140-05:00Animal InstinctsThis is more of a public service message than anything else.<br />
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It isn't funny. It's serious and important.<br />
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..So, as much as I've been avoiding it, I need to give you <i>the talk.</i><br />
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<i>::Shudder::</i><br />
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The birds and the bees,<br />
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or more specifically: <i>the pony, crocodile and narwhal.</i><br />
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Wait. You're not familiar with that last move? That's ok. I'm not embarrassed to tell you and I will even provide pictures.<br />
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<i>Just because I waited until my mid-twenties to stumble through the weeds doesn't mean you have to!</i><br />
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No blushing. We're all adults, here. <br />
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The facts:<br />
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1. An adult horse is a horse. A baby horse is a foal. A PONY IS A SMALL GROWN HORSE. <i>Not a baby horse.</i><br />
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2. Alligators live in the United States. <i>Crocodiles DO NOT live in the United States or anywhere even close to the United States</i>. No. They do not. The Everglades have no crocodiles. They have alligators. JUST alligators. Not both.<br />
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3. The narwhal is real. Despite having a horn like a unicorn,<i> it is not a mythical creature</i>. It exists.<br />
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And since you never really forget where you were or who set you straight, a sincere thanks to:<br />
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Katie, that night at Bowl Club when you told us how your brother didn't know the difference? I laughed along <i>with everyone</i>, but. . . . only in relief. Phew.. those horses in the Kentucky Derby are grown.<br />
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And Brandon, for that long, first confused, then sympathetic pause last weekend after I told you about the crocodiles that have been known to mistakenly swim up the Cape Fear River.<br />
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And finally, PBS Kids Animals of the Artic, yesterday. The world seems a little more magical, now.<br />
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Class dismissed.<br />
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<br />Type B Mom Stays at Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12555466567048480098noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985673451804183165.post-26793837024454568842013-02-19T11:21:00.000-05:002013-02-19T11:21:21.516-05:00Oh hay Mom.<i>I'm just eatin' my apple after incapacitating a boot-wearing intruder. I shoved him into the bathroom so that only his boot would be ominously sticking out when you quickly rounded the corner. You know. . .so it wouldn't scare you as badly. You didn't need to see all that.</i><br />
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Thanks for looking out for me, Hank. Not scary at all.<br />
<br />Type B Mom Stays at Homehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12555466567048480098noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7985673451804183165.post-77400505311678495862013-02-14T10:53:00.001-05:002013-02-14T10:53:03.746-05:00Little Talks..with Harper<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<i>Don't listen to the male, I say!</i><br />
<i> </i><i>Oh!</i><br />
<i>The screams all howler say!</i><br />
<i> Oh!</i><br />
<i>But the true may buddy dis, ship will carry off whammy safe to shore.*</i><br />
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Harp, who is singing this song?<br />
<i>Monsters. A lady monster and a man monster.</i><br />
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How do they feel when they're singing this song?<br />
<i>Happy.</i><br />
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Why are they happy?<br />
<i>Cause they're singing!</i><br />
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What makes you happy?<br />
<i>Being a princess makes me happ-eh, happ-eh, happ-eh!</i><br />
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What is Valentine's Day?<br />
<i>Glue and glitter.</i><br />
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Who do you give a valentine to?<br />
<i>Grandma.</i><br />
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Why?<br />
<i>Because I said it.</i><br />
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* Little Talks by Of Monsters and Men, lyrics courtesy of Harper.<br />
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