Santa, Baby
This won’t be up for long, but just to say – The twins’ gifts from us – a dollhouse for her, a train set for him (we don’t do stereotypes but it just so happens that’s what they love) –
Archive for December, 2011
And That is Christmas
You maybe read the post where I accidentally broke my daughter’s brand new princess crown. In the post came this one, with a short handwritten note. It came from D. You know D, right? D, who makes me laugh almost
Christmas Paperwork
This isn’t mine, but was forwarded to me by a former colleague. I thought it was brilliant and have thus edited, augmented, and posted it up here. ************************************************* All employees planning to dash through the snow in a one horse
Reading is Fundamental
My dad calls himself the Oak Tree, I’m the Acorn, and the twins are the B-Corns. We see a lot of signs of the twins being like their parents – Nora is someone who reacts strongly to praise and has
Christmas Tomatoes
My fabulous father has just been here for a visit (you may have seen it – he brought a Santa. It’s the one time of the year when I don’t care if the meter spins). While here, we did many
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