The baker’s dozen

The baker’s dozen

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At any given time during my day with four children, I’m doing (about) a dozen things at once. So this morning, as I’m making a dozen bagel-egg-cheese-ham breakfast sandwiches for the freezer, I’m also busy texting Cam and entertaining the whining children. (Me: Just ask Duncan to help you make your bed, honey. I’ve got to stay by the eggs. Rae: BUT I DON’T WANT A BOY TOUCHING MY BED! Maybe we should enforce this idea for assistance in later years? Ugh.)

So, Cam’s texting me about this plant we have in the front flower bed – you know, the ONE PLANT that decided it wasn’t an annual anymore and just burst into enthusiastic perennial status. All on its lonesome. IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FLOWER BED. Really annoying. If its little friends had decided to join him, I wouldn’t be too upset. But it just keeps growing and growing becoming a larger and larger mass RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE. I just need to start stating, outside and out loud, “I do NOT want anything to be symmetrical, matching, or aesthetically pleasing in any way shape or form.”

“Testing me are you, hmm? THE OPPOSITE, DONE, WILL BE. Yeesssssss,” says Nature.  (Or Yoda, take your pick.)

Anyway! [Again.] So, I’m obsessing over this in my head as Cameron is texting me. There’s a sudden lull in the texting and my phone beeps. It’s an email from my dad – I open up the email and the subject is a reply from a subscription email that reads, “Re: [New Post] Challenge Day #3” – aaand cue all the blood to drain from my face. DAY FOUR. I MISSED IT. Enter the baker’s dozen: the blog has always kind of been that random 13th item that you suddenly remember – OH, that one thing that I said I was going to post and not forget! How on earth did I forget?! It’s not like had 12 other things going on all at once!

NO EXCUSES! BLOG FAIL! The blogGods are laughing at me right now.

Days #4 and #5 will post today. AND! Countertop photos! (Nudge-nudge, Gma Cole!)

Happy [Beatles] Birthday Mommy//Duncan

Happy [Beatles] Birthday Mommy//Duncan

There was a lap in photos from January to the middle of February
because our camera was with Cameron in Utah.
Can’t take photos from that far away, lol. Here’s Duncan getting ready to try on his new PJs.Part of his [and my] gift from Papa & Gma Tanya were
these Beatles shirts for the kids! AHH! How cool is that!


Duncan sporting Dino PJs.
Here’s Duncan’s little home party.[can’t find the photos… I’ll have to post them later.]
Duncan and the antique highchair

Duncan and the antique highchair

Here’s Duncan on “Christmas” eating with Papa.
Check out Gma Tanya’s cool new antique highchair!
So much more “chic” than Fisher Price…
I want one.


[Dad’s no longer in Peanuts. We’ve seen his head. Hi, Dad.]
Giving that no-smile antique pose. Such a good little baby.
One of Papa’s HUMONGOUS bites.
Aww, I see baby toes!

In the office down the hall…


My sweet girl – growing up so fast.

Duncan @ Papa’s

Duncan @ Papa’s

So I sort of skipped over Christmas with Papa & Gma Tanya.
Things were a bit crazy this Christmas,
as we had over six sessions of opening presents.
But here’s Duncan’s present from Papa & Gma this year.
Papa helping unwrap.
FOR ME?
Dad is suddenly an adult in the cartoon “Peanuts”.
I don’t think we’ve seen his face once…?
Auntie Tessa made Lil’ D a seatbelt!

Who knows…

Who knows…

…when I’ll ever finally get photos posted on here. I got hooked on MySpace who knows how long ago but now… I don’t know. No interest now. It’s boring, but I still need somewhere to vent and DUH post photos. The Salt Lake trip is STILL not done. Oh well. Here’s a start.

[1] First is Liv – we’re on our way to get on our plane for Salt Lake. Can you tell I had to wake her up to get her ready? So pretty and purple and in her new coat and hat, heh.

[2] Here’s Liv & Papa looking at planes. Livy has never been on one before [or Duncan for that matter, who won’t sit still for a photo at ALL] so Papa shows her our plane coming in. Such a nice Papa.