August 2011
18 posts
I give the child baked cinnamon apples, and she acts like I’m attempting to poison her. She tries super spicy salsa and would most likely eat it with a spoon if I’d let her.
Maybe she is my daughter after all.
A girl! Another sweet baby girl!
If I’m being honest, in my head I’ve always pictured having two little girls. I’m not entirely sure why. But with news of this pregnancy, came visions of a little boy. Of Kylie and a little brother. Jason wanted a son so fiercely. And I began to wonder what it would be like to have one of each. Friends asked which I wanted, to which I honestly replied, “either.”
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These days Kylie is really into dipping. She picks up random food and says, “dip it.” Yesterday she dipped her grilled chicken in apple sauce, no biggie. But today….
She was eating butternut squash french fries, and I was snacking on some guac.
K: Dip it.
Me: No baby, I don’t think squash french fries taste very good with guacamole.
K: Dip it.
Me: Um… ok suit...
Now that the heat has claimed everything in my garden except some peppers, parsley, mint, and basil, it has been raining nearly every day for the last two weeks. Ugh. If we hadn’t gone basically two months without it, my garden might not have fried. Sad.
At least there’s fall planting season here. I guess it’s about time to start planning. Soil needs to be prepared. Seeds need...
