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My beautiful feet | that rare, random descent
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That rare, random descent. Hallowing an interval otherwise inconsequent. This is what happens when you let a 2-year-old paint your toenails:. The lavish, gorgeous, outside-the-lines colouring of E’s first-ever nail painting job. Painted skin, missed spots, a little paint on fingers, napkins, and the deck (plus a dribble you find later on the kitchen floor, which isn’t even where the painting happened. Toddlers have mess-magic! Who says boys can’t have painted nails? Laquo; The mysteries peek through.
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An emerging family ritual: the snack-bath | that rare, random descent
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That rare, random descent. Hallowing an interval otherwise inconsequent. An emerging family ritual: the snack-bath. Toddlers and babies spend a large percentage of their time in the bath–frequently sticky, sweaty, poopy, or all three (egg in your hair by 8am AGAIN, Tabba? 8221; She seemed to be asking. “Isn’t this just THE BEST? Date : Saturday, August 8th, 2015 1:00 pm. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. A Spring of Joy. Join 50 o...
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July | 2015 | that rare, random descent
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That rare, random descent. Hallowing an interval otherwise inconsequent. So I wish for you exactly this, and all of the analogous or metaphoric, approximate or similarly worthy, nothing-like-but-still-evocative variations on this theme that one life can contain (as it might look a little different when you’re not a toddler… Or perhaps it won’t! Comments : Leave a Comment. Cold Northern town on a misty Spring morning. A Spring of Joy. Matt's old pictures (Picasa/G ). Twomey-Smith family photos (Flickr).
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Prequels | that rare, random descent
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That rare, random descent. Hallowing an interval otherwise inconsequent. Me, in my windowless office between classes, poking around the internet because the graded work doesn’t start to come in until Thursday. For now, it’s just us in the know; as far as we know, Caleb hasn’t come to any actual scientific conclusions. He did say, 2 weeks ago, lying on my stomach in bed one morning, “I hear babies in there! Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Email (Address never made public). Create a fr...
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Each partial eclipse of the heart | that rare, random descent
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That rare, random descent. Hallowing an interval otherwise inconsequent. Each partial eclipse of the heart. Little Miss glam girl rocking out her Minnie Mouse sunglasses and those long, long legs. Sometimes I hear the echoes of particular peers and tease her–when she barks “What? Tabitha standing at the neighborhood park, just one of the millions of places where standing is the best thing next to two-hand-walking ever. 8221; or “dagdag! Or wait until Tabitha is trying to crawl up from the bottom to slide...
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Year 3 | that rare, random descent
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That rare, random descent. Hallowing an interval otherwise inconsequent. Dear friends and family,. It’s March, and we haven’t even started writing this yet! But we have had a year! We were twice-blessed at the beginning of the holiday season: just in time for Thanksgiving, Matt’s mum Jenny came over to spend a few weeks with her American grandkids, and just before she had to cross the pond home again, we found out that Evanny will actually be a. Snow is (if nothing else) pretty. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.
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Year 1 | that rare, random descent
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That rare, random descent. Hallowing an interval otherwise inconsequent. Dear friends and family,. Welcome to this year’s economically conservative version of our yearly update letter, devised when Matt and Tyra sat down to have a friendly. Our corner of Syracuse: owned. Card that was surprisingly empty. We hope you won’t interpret this move as impersonal (and that if you do, you’ll forgive us): we were thinking that. In early July, right after we signed the papers for the house, we took Caleb on his fir...
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Since I promised… | that rare, random descent
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That rare, random descent. Hallowing an interval otherwise inconsequent. Since I promised…. 6 months ago, already, of course, but once you become a parent all social obligations exist without deadlines, right? We hope, as we’re still planning wedding presents for friends married 2 years ago and expecting their first baby any minute–we sent a little baby gift, though! 8221; “Well, that’s because it didn’t hurt before! But it does now. A lot! 8221; “YES,” I said as sweetly as was humanly possib...Jen, the ...
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that rare, random descent | hallowing an interval otherwise inconsequent | Page 2
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That rare, random descent. Hallowing an interval otherwise inconsequent. But you know how there’s that cultural meme about being “that guy”? We never child-proofed our lives with Caleb or Evanny. We moved a few things out of reach (most of them are still there), said “no! That baby, modeling puffed cheeks and a seed-dribble, after happily picking for herself and shoving into her gob a nightshade fruit–fortunately, of a deliberately cultivated tomato variety! Baby had just made me into. With mud ground in...
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About | that rare, random descent
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That rare, random descent. Hallowing an interval otherwise inconsequent. I on about, anyway? Let alone eight years later and twelve highway hours away. but i kept most of the others. they are, however high their cringe-factor, part of the river of tales that brought me here. Think it might move me, or if we’re not yet friends, move someone like me? Black Rook in Rainy Weather. On the stiff twig up there. Hunches a wet black rook. Arranging and rearranging its feathers in the rain-. In my eye, nor seek.
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