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Such offensive language!

Lots of kids have security blankets, dolls, burp cloths, whatever. But since before she was 5 months old, Tallulah has had a strong attachment to my hair. I don’t know that there are any pictures that show our “bond” but … Continue reading

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It’s OK.

Since summer break started I’ve been sneaky about getting Beans to practice his reading and math skills. You know, if I asked him to do some addition or read a book he might take that as a personal affront. I … Continue reading

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Naptime is over

When Tallulah takes a nap, I carry around the baby monitor listening to her moan and groan and talk in her sleep – sometimes it’s tough to figure out when she’s actually awake. The telltale sign that naptime is over … Continue reading

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Green

The movie Beans and I went to last week required some sneaking around – from Tallulah. She heard us talking through our plans and we got ready to make our escape she announced, “I go movie,” grabbed her shoes and … Continue reading

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Can I have a bottle of that?

Tallulah is one of the most passionate people I know. Who else positively vibrates at the prospect of an apple cookie? Who else says, ‘Yeah! Yeah!! YEAH!!’ about little chunks of cheese? Who else can almost be pushed over the … Continue reading

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Well, huh.

So, she still loves me. I think. But she also loves peaches and dresses and CHEESE! and shoes and cookies and pumpkin bread … She only likes pasta and Ritz crackers, though, or so she says. Tallulah is certainly not … Continue reading

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She loves me!

Tallulah was really upset when I put her down so I could load the washing machine this morning. And she wailed. Screamed. Scratched at her face in despair. She said, “Hugooo!” which in T-speak means she wants to hug me. … Continue reading

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