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So here we are again...had to be, right? Birthdays being the yearly thing that they are. I am happy to report that the girth hasn't kept up with my age. It would make turning 40 *quite* traumatic. As time goes by, I find that I settle into these little traditions on certain days; birthday lunches... Continue Reading →

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Red and I completed 9 years in our parenting journey. They have been a lot of things but never dull.  We were handed a longish and skinny baby who filled out quickly enough and we couldn't stop nom-noming on his cheeks, his nose and all his little limbs. You have never been digustingly mushy and... Continue Reading →

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