Treats

Way back at Easter is when we ended up with a small supply of “treats.”  The carrot jellybeans, otherwise known as Reese’s Pieces, became a handy dandy tool in our parenting arsenal.  We are not above bribing… or as psychologists like to call it: positive reinforcement. In order to start…

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jYnx

Our friend Andy totally jinxed us.  We had dinner together exactly four weeks ago and he asks, “So, have you hit the ‘Why Stage’ yet?” You have to go back and reread that last sentence but with an English accent.  There, now it’s like you were actually there… I replied, “Nope.  I can…

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Yeehaw

This weekend at the Lemos Farm pony rides, the goats tried to eat Jakey’s cowboy hat off his head.  You’ll have to ask him to tell you the story.  You may be wondering why his cowboy hat looks so big.  That’s because that used to be Mama’s cowboy hat.  Yesterday…

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Firsts

It has been a whirlwind summer of firsts. First boat driving at the Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk which led to… Jake and Nate’s first trout fishing trip followed by a stop at the local rodeo… Which led to an insatiable need to ride a “forsey” (horsey). What will we come…

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Chopsticks Post Script

P.S. (Product Description from Amazon.com) Try chopsticks now!  Amazing ease!  What is Edison Chopsticks?  Designed for all people, especially for beginners who want to take food using chopsticks with no difficulty.  Amazing Fun, Simple & Easy!  It will be a good trainer for your kids’ IQ & EQ development.  For better…

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Big Boy Bed

After months of anticipation, numerous threatening calls to an unnamed retailer and lots of talk about what “big boys” do… Jakey slept in his new big boy bed last night for the very first time!I woke-up in the middle of the night and James was gone.  Apparently Jacob was “‘cared”…

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Sprinkles

At dinner the other night we were enjoying warm chicken souvlaki wrapped in flatbread.  Good stuff. Jakey tells me, “I want sprinkles, Mama.  Sprinkles.” I look across the kitchen table… I’m not seeing any sprinkles. “This?” “Yesth.” “Olive tapenade with feta cheese?” “Sprinkle it, please.  Sprinkling.”  Imagine little fingers pantomiming…

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