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My Week(231) in iPhone Photos

Monday, April 6th, 2015

I have both Easter pictures and Evan’s birthday post to write, but instead of eating Easter candy I stole from the kids and sitting on the couch this morning I went for a walk. I am feeling the “summer is coming” stress and really regreting bascially everything I’ve eaten for the last 9 months, so I’m making a conscious effort to increase my activity level and decrease my candy consumption. At least I will, after all these Reeses Eggs are gone.

Sunday:

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When it comes to vintage spring dresses, she’s covered

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HEY GUYS I FOUND THE EGGS THEY’RE OVER HERE

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I sold this wrap. I’m pretty sure it was because of this picture.

Monday:

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We did this a lot this week

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No, that’s not disturbing

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This art is delicious

Tuesday:

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That’s supposed to be MY spot

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Happy to be outside

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WTF is this? It doesn’t look like nursies.

Wednesday:

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Caroline the creeper

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Every. Single. Wall.

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Sad baby needs daddy cuddles

Thursday:

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He loves the baby in the mirror

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Porch ennui

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LASHES

Friday:

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The kids have asked to have this happen again EVERY DAY since

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Neither of these children plays piano

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Sure. Go ahead and eat that cardboard. Hashtag third child.

Saturday:

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Saturday morning photo session

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Why are you letting this goat eat me?

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I’m going to steal this one.

I need a weekend to recover from our super busy weekend. I also need the weather to get above 70 degrees just for ONE DAY so I can open every window in the house. “Fresh linen” scented candles can only do so much when you haven’t had any fresh air inside in 6 months. Plus we all pretty much permanently smell like goats, so that’s not helping.

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My Week(230) in iPhone Photos

Sunday, March 29th, 2015

It snowed again yesterday. They had to move the Easter Egg hunt at church inside because of snow. I can’t.

Sunday:

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Home Depot is always a family event

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Weirdos

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TA DA!

Monday:

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Actual babywearing in action: cleaning, sorting, folding and putting away clothes to consign/donate/keep

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Snack time

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A girl of many skills

Tuesday:

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Big kid, little kid fun at the aquarium

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Eye appointment

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Anyone want to buy a really soft wrap?

Wednesday:

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Happy grocery store helper

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New Ebay score = success

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Not so into the monthday photos this time

Thursday:

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SASS

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SIT DOWN

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Another Ebay find. I might be in trouble.

Friday:

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Peeping bunnies

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Her 100% self styled Easter outfit

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I would be way better at eating healthy if they hadn’t put that 5 Guys in town

Saturday:

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BABY GOAT PILE

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Baby goat stand

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Baby who also stands, but I’m way less happy about this one

I registered the big kids for super fun Mystic Seaport summer camps this week. Which made me think “Oh yeah, summer is coming, I’ll need to do something with the kids.” But unfortunately, planning for summer did not make summer come. Remind me not to complain AT ALL about a single hot day once they FINALLY get here.

April should be better though. A little warmer. More stuff to do. Evan’s birthday (no big party, just some fun). BABY GOATS. And my own birthday, which will probably go entirely uncelebrated besides the Facebook mentions, but since I’m turning a very boring 33 that won’t bother me much. I’ll be pretty happy with a nap and some Mexican food.

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Oak Leaf Dairy Farm Visit – Baby Goat Cuddle Therapy Should Be A Thing

Saturday, March 28th, 2015

A few weeks ago a friend posted a photo on Facebook of her daughter surrounded by baby goats. I clicked the picture, which was geo-tagged, which led to a place name, which I then typed into Facebook and their page popped up. (Technology, man!) It turns out the place with the baby goats is called Oak Leaf Dairy and it’s only 20 minutes from my house. So after ballet class on Saturday I forced my family into their coats and put the directions into my phone and said “WE’RE GOING TO SEE GOATS EVERYONE IN THE CAR.”

I have about a 20% success rate with Family Fun Days. 80% of the time I am slightly-to-very disappointed because the Family Fun I had pictured never materialises. The kids are hungry, the weather is bad, my husband doesn’t think “wandering” or “browsing” count as fun activities at all. The more kids we add the more often I am stressed instead of relaxed and the picture perfect day trips I image for our family ends with everyone just needing a nap and a break from each other. It’s something I struggle with a lot – I WANT to be a family that loves to do lots of things together but most of the time we do better just watching a movie. That’s not much of a photo-worthy occasion.

BUT. Sometimes. Sometimes everyone remembers that they actually like each other and we have an awesome time.

The goats were an awesome time. Oak Leaf Dairy gets an A+ for Family Fun.

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Since it was snowing/raining we didn’t get to walk around the farm for the full tour, but we spent more than an hour in the baby goat shed just cuddling and petting baby goats. You can hold the goats. You HAVE to hold the goats, because they will literally leap into your lap. They also nibble your clothes and hair and phone and shoes but they have baby goat teeth and it doesn’t hurt. There were tiny babies literally born THAT morning in a separate quiet pen but the children could climb in and out of the other stalls (if they WANTED to be covered in goats) or hang out in the main room if they wanted a little more space. There were a few other people there and they were all as overwhelmed with the adorableness as we were – one of them FaceTimed her sister to show her how much fun the kids were having playing with the goats. Even my husband, who rolls his eyes at everything, loved the baby goats. BABY GOATS ARE THE BEST.

I would like to recommend baby goat therapy be added to Ways To Avoid Hating Everything.

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After we got in our baby goat time – even Lincoln liked petting the baby goats – we stopped at the cheese room to try out some samples: aged cheddar, cheddar curds, 4 kinds of chevre, feta, and caramel sauce. They also sell soap, but we couldn’t eat that so we didn’t buy any. We DID buy an obscene amount of everything else and then stopped for bread and ice cream on the way home so we would have cheese and caramel mouth-delivery devices.

It was an excellent Family Fun Day and we are going back as soon as possible.

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My Week(226) in iPhone Photos

Sunday, March 1st, 2015

It’s March now, so why is it snowing?

Sunday:

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Multi-tasking: Nursing and yoga

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Baby’s first official dance party

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Help-yourself candy bar totally blew their mind

Monday:

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STOP THINKING ABOUT CRAWLING

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First successful crib nap!!

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Big version, little version

Tuesday:

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She is not so sure about this side-swept bangs look

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Old Man Lincoln demands you get the GOOD cheese, not the STORE BRAND cheese, you hear me young lady?

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Luck o’the Davises

Wednesday:

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I’m super thrilled about her new favorite game

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Making sure he loves fish as much as I do

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WHERE’S WALDO?

Thursday:

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LOOK AT ALL THE STUFF I CAN PUT IN MY MOUTH

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So over me

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Evan obviously needs boots

Friday:

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We are both bad at lipstick

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Guilty face

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Now that’s impressive baby wearing

Saturday:

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No I will not stop taking pictures of his eyelashes

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Go ahead and judge my dinner choices but also please judge these IDIOTS who don’t know how to PULL FORWARD in the line.

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The, uh, face of a kid who ate three tacos

It’s snowing. Again. I haven’t heard a single plow, so I’m assuming we’ll have a delay in the morning if not a cancelation. If they can get the roads even the least bit clear I am dragging my children out to someplace public, like the aquarium or the seaport, so I can wear them out and escape my house. I am really, really tired of my house. I am having the urge to repaint and redecorate ever room again, which is expensive and also mostly impossible with three kids to keep track of. It’s more likely I will just throw out a LOT of stuff in the next couple weeks. Does anyone want 47 souvenir glasses from various restaurants and a huge pile of baby advice books?

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Sunday, January 11th, 2015

It’s really cold. I have a lot of feelings about it being so cold, but they’re all very negative and I’m trying to remain upbeat. But basically, eff this effing weather and eff you January I hate you why can’t it be effing June already?

Sunday:

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As if he didn’t already eat enough, now he thinks he should get PEOPLE FOOD too.

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I mean, look at those thighs.

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Kids these days with their selfies.

Monday:

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She insists on greeting her bus driver in french when she wears her “french hat”

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Really impressed with the post office

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This was the highlight of their day. Evan wants to know if he can wear Linc all the time.

Tuesday:

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Before…

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…neglecting the children during…

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…After. It still looks mostly like that. One whole week!!

Wednesday:

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STILL COLD

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Let’s play a game called: Whose baby is in your lap?!

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Irony: That wrap I’m wearing probably could have paid for the plumber to fix my dishwasher. BUT I’D RATHER DO IT MYSELF AND HAVE THE WRAP.

Thursday:

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It’s a little staticy in our house

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SHUT UP DON’T MOVE

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So…basically I’m done here?

Friday:

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We tried to wait outside for the bus

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But gave up and stood inside staring out the window instead. Well, I stared. Linc continued to think he’s people.

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Pretending she’s at a cafe

Saturday:

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She’s got a teenager attitude – sure, you’d make a good seat, whatevs.

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He ordered celery, so I let him order red drank instead of milk

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And we out!

Last week was our first week back at all our activities…and yet I completely forgot to go to them. We just skipped swim class. So my goal for this week is to make it to all our appointments and classes and activities and dinners and stuff. If you see me on Wednesday and my hair looks like crap, you’ll know I’ve already failed, since my hair appointment is TUESDAY.

And someone please fix this weather. Ok, good talk.

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