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Tag Archives: Fresco
The Baby’s Rider
I just found this in the paperwork from Fresco’s birth. Wish I’d seen it months ago; we would all be a lot less deaf now. Performance (ie: sleeping, eating, cooing) of The Baby Known As Fresco, hereafter referred to as … Continue reading
Around the Corner And Down the Way
“We’re coming,” I told my mom on the phone Wednesday morning. Snow dumping from the sky, incessant. Children running madly around the house, cabin-fevered after days of impassable sidewalks. “OK,” she said, “Your father is worried you won’t make it … Continue reading
First Day of Winter
It was a snowy day. It looked like this: I talked to our neighbour who was carrying several loads of food and party-type supplies from his house. “Are you going away for Christmas?” I said. “No,” he said, “It’s our … Continue reading
Graphic Tales and Mixed Blessings
1. Trombone likes to poop on the potty. No! I am not complaining. But he likes to poop on the potty so much that he won’t leave it until the poop comes. I see why people put this off, this … Continue reading
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Tagged cranky bitch, Fresco, other people good!, snowy, trombone, two! children!
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Meanwhile…
Hey good news! Everyone who commented on my last post gets a prize! ONE FULL DAY with Fresco! I figure after 2 weeks I will want him in my house again. Can’t think of a new way to phrase this. … Continue reading
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Tagged day-by-day, Fresco, shouting babies, The Mall, trombone
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