Never a dull moment and of course we never do things the easy way!
Wrangling 5 year old Hank the Tank and our little Stinkerbell, juggling marriage, a full-time job, and my yarn obsession which incorporates my fixation with pregnancy and childbirth (translation: I make A LOT of baby blankets), I write to save my sanity.
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Saturday, February 11, 2012
Stitches
Henry fell Christmas Eve and hit his eyebrow pretty good on the coffee table. 4 stitches later, Jim's taken to calling him "Rocky" and taught him to say, "Cut me, Mick." Except that sometimes Henry said "Cut me, Mickey" instead, which is rather disturbing.
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