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Naebody in Particular

You won't find them on a shortbread tin, but our ancestors live on so long as we keep telling their stories. Scots, Yanks, Canucks and the Auld Enemy. Newest posts are the ancestors, but scroll for the living.

  • guestbook: nancy

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  • new tricks

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    photo of the week // week thirty-two
    she’s only seven months old, and i’m already becoming disoriented how quickly that baby sparklet is growing/developing/plotting-to-take-over-the-world.

    here’s a run-down from the new tricks department:

    • she just got her second tooth, and we’re pretty sure she’s working on two more.
    • we’re about ->||<- much away from calling her eye color -- blue! the lady sparkler and i swear that her eyes have changed ... but we're not sure because they look like they've just gotten deeper and bluer.
    • she’s sitting up, mostly without assistance, on a pretty regular basis.
    • while she’s been rolling-with-purpose for a bit now, she’s just now starting to master going forward (as opposed to side-to-side). she’s not yet doing an army crawl, but more like turn 10 degrees to the right, then 10 degrees to the left, then 10 degrees to the right, etc.
    • she’s gotten crazy good with the hand-eye-coordination thing, which is more than i can say for her mother or father.

    the funny thing, is i hate this sort of blog post … because it reeks of sorry-i-haven’t-posted-in-a-while-here-are-all-the-things-that-have-happened.

    the only problem is all this stuff has come in the last three of four days.

    for the record, i keep trying to sit on her head to make her slow down, but it doesn’t appear to be doing any good.

  • video: goalie training

    httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SiDJehqyz9Y

  • guestbook: emily

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  • thank heaven for little girls

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    i was walking around the neighborhood today, trying to get baby sparklet to take a nap, when i passed a stressed out mom dealing with three boys on bicycles.

    one of the boys was babbling about how his bike was a rocketship, and how he was having a really hard time making sure it didn’t explode.

    i smiled, inwardly, thanking heaven for little girls.

    half a block later, i see a 6 year-old girl in a fancy pink fairy dress, pell-melling down the hill at full speed, oblivious to the traffic, screaming:

    i … am … SUPER PINKY!!!!!

    now *that’s* more like it.