Where: Our playroom/laundry room/den.
When: Every flipping night.
Dress Code: There isn’t any, however, pajamas are highly recommended!
Wine, sparkling cider, baked ziti, pulled pork sliders, various panini sandwiches and vegetarian chili will be provided.
R.S.V.P. with either a side dish, dip, or dessert, I’m easy!!!
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When teen girls mess with a 12-year-old boy’s cool: funny (i.e. future blackmail) family photos happen!
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I double-dog dare you to tell Doofus-Dawg, “NO!” Go ahead, I’ll wait!!!
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One of my favorite pics from our weekend getaway to Cape Cod. Don't worry, I talked her out of it, which reminds me, I still owe her an ice cream cone.
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I just love capturing really awesome moments like this (unedited) and surprising the heck out of myself, for remembering to take off the lens cover, even, you know?
Related Post blogged at Gone Shopping: Our Kleenex Field Trip to the American Museum of Natural History with TheMotherhood.com
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P.S.: He saw me coming and shoved his head under the pillow in a “you don’t see me sort of way,” too.
Freshly-Brewed Elsewhere:
Smoothing Our Way into Chillaxing Summertime Snacks
Including Craft Fairs and Art Shows Into Your Summertime Routine
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Although, it may not be perfect, a little rough around the edges, actually and perhaps even trampled on, once, too often — on this particular day, it was lifted up, brought home, put into a special "treasures jar" and is loved, just the same.
(At least, that's what I see, when I wrote this, at 3:30 a.m., when I should be sleeping!)
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Okay, so maybe April showers bring May flowers…
…but, here in Jersey, it's raining like a muh-thuh, no big deal, yo, we're sorta used to experiencing all four seasons, in just one week.
Happy Spummerfallter!
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My 15 yo ripped into this piece of bread, right after the following conversation, and, well, it’s a sign, I tell ya’!
Soup. Bread. Growing up, these were the staples in my mother’s pantry. Today, at our house, they remain at the top of the food pyramid (yes, soup is a food group, dangit!) as a meal I am absolutely confident ALL four of my kids will eat, on purpose.
“What’s for dinner?”
[heavy sigh]
“I DON’T KNOW!!!”
Yes, I know, I’m using uppercase (AGAIN!) understand, that I’ve probably answered the question, three times, already and, well, judging by my middle girl’s not skipping a beat, I really wasn’t hollering, that loud.
“Do we have any soup?”
Of course.
“Is it Mama’s soup?”
My mother’s homemade chicken soup? On a weekday? SACRILEGE!
“Mama makes some kick-butt soup!”
Some days are better than others, to be sure (especially, with aging parents) and, truth be told, sometimes, conversations do tend to become tiresome (most especially, when being scolded, by your aging parents, at 40-something-or-another) but, it just wouldn’t be Sunday, without it.
“Yes, yes she does.”
On the other hand, swallowing one’s pride, every now and again, can be sort of healthy for you, too, right?
“But, no, it’s not Mama’s soup.”
That, my friends, is what Sundays are made for.
“Okay, but do we have bread?”
Always.
“I just LOVE bread!”
Me, too.
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Created with the most BESTEST, AWESOMEST, I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S NOT BUTTER not to mention, ABSOLUTELY FRIGALICIOUS Christmas gift…EVUH (thank you, Garth – not your real name – you TOTALLY rock my socks!) deep freeze courtesy of Snowmaggedon 2010.
Edited with Picasa 3.0 to Bruce Springsteen's 10th Avenue Freeze Out (DITTO!)
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