Jacob Beauregard

One of James’ favorite movies is Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.  Gene Wilder, not Johnny Depp.  Apparently, Willy Wonka looks like his dad.  In general, I’ve been Roald Dahl’s biggest fan since Mr. Shepherd’s lunchtime readings in 4th grade.  Unfortunately, the creepy singing tunnel scene makes this movie unwatchable for…

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Bear with me

It’s all Alesia’s fault.  She is the reason that I have been addicted to a certain teenage romance vampire series.  Honestly, I like it, but I don’t love it.  Not in the same way that I love my Phillipa Gregory princess books.  In any case, I’m still addicted.  And the…

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Raisin James

Let’s do a round-up of new words for the week.  Well, maybe the last few weeks.  I’m a bit behind on my blogging. * Stop!: In an effort to reduce how much we’ve been saying “no” I began introducing a new word, looking for a similar response.  Stop.  Now Jakey…

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Dance Fever

Like most kids, Jakey is a dancin’ machine.  He rocks back and forth, from butt cheek to butt cheek, countless times a day.  You’re obliviously walking through Target and don’t even notice “Hey Soul Sister, ain’t that Mister Mister…” going on in the background until you see Jake rocking to…

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