Not much of one, since the tubbie was filling and we couldn't keep prancing up and down the kitchen runway. (She picked out her own outfit, by the way.)
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- Homestead Mom
- I'm a suburban woman on a quest for the simple life on our 10 acres in the Fingerlakes region of New York. I am living the dream and staying home to raise my two kids while my wife and I try to renovate our 150 year old farmhouse and keep the grapevines from consuming the house. We are a free-range family, and I spend my days with the kids crafting, gardening, canning fruit, and keeping the peace. Some days I'm lucky enough to fit in a little knitting.
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1 comment:
This is just so funny. I had a good laugh at her crazy walk. What a great child she is. Monito sounds are so endearing I can't wait to hold him once again. Much love will hold you for many years.
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