I found my camera. In the garbage. Yeah. It fell off the sewing machine into the garbage sometime yesterday and I of course emptied the garbage and anyway, long kinda gross story later. Ouila! pictures.
and this is why I moved this out of his room, and why I moved the dresser out several weeks ago. Crazy Pants.
Moo and I left the road today, he for the first time in over three weeks, and I for the second in three days. Once you get out of our driveway the roads are clear.
Once you get off our road it dry sailing except for the occasional half melted snowman or pile of plowed snow.
Its a little bit sad.
Unless you ride with a four year old co pilot who doesn’t stop talking ever.
Moo: I love you, You’re my friend. Do I wear snowpants in the snow? Yes. But not in the summer because I am too WARM! then. That man has firewood in his truck. She is on the phone going to work. Are we going to see Santa?
Today was sort of a putz around day. Continuing to re organize the upstairs, with lots of help.
Not so much.
Scott canned some more beef stew and I realized quite suddenly that tomorrow is the end of 2008. I have a few items on my to Do list that I’d like to cross off before the new year starts.
The Christmas tree is down, but now out.
There is always tomorrow.
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After several years, I am still loving reading yoru blog. Here’s hoping you have a wonderful new year.
Tanya.
Of course, that’s supposed to say ‘your’.
Hah – I love how every photo of Wah is blurry these days. You can definitely tell that he never stops moving. And from your narratives, that his brother never stops talking. I wonder what you’ll think some day when they are teenagers sleeping until noon and grunting in response to every question and you look back at these entries…