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Wednesday, August 26, 2009
just call me ma ingalls
here's what the
girlies
and i have been up to lately:
making our own paper
visiting an apple orchard and then making pies and applesauce
cross stitching
making button rings
but i absolutely draw the line at blowing up any pig bladders.
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overheard in the playroom
as the children cast their "fishing rods" (string tied to batons):
me: "ladies, try not to bash each other in the head."
child: "why?"
blah, blah, blah
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just call me ma ingalls
remind me again why smacking them went out of style?
ewwww
famous last words
this is why children aren't good spies
lazy, hazy and certainly crazy
my secret ingredient? antennae!
but sadly, we didn't get any cheese curds
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i SAID
[sound of scream here]
beeyatch
chicks rule and boys drool
crabby old lady
crash bang splat
food and drink
for real?
funny monkeys
i had a brain somewhere
kill the groundhog
love and marriage
mommy madness
my carcass
oopsie
peanut patrol
scandihoovians
things that really matter
trifles and frippery
when it started to begin
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