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Tag: Outings
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out: hobart st. porchfest
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out: el picante español’s first birthday
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it’s our new nanny share partner’s first birthday, so sparklet (and her entourage) crashed the party. cute kid, great family — they start full time with us in August.See Slideshow of the Photos on Flickr:
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out: somewhere
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i just found these on the camera, and i have absolutely no clue where they were taken — we’ll never fully understand the secret life of nannies.See Slideshow of the Photos on Flickr:
out: somewhere
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and i honestly couldn’t have been more surprised if elvis and a martian walked up to me this afternoon, slapped me in the face, and demanded to be taken to see President Bachmann.
the lady sparkler, aunt melissa and sparklet boarded the old carousel at Glen Echo park, but sparklet started bawling and demanded to be taken off. mommy handed her to me over the railing around the ride, and then got back on — which, to put it mildly, turned out to be the wrong choice.
this coming from the girl who loves anything that involves loud music, bright lights, and being hung upside down by her ankles. even so, it looks like we might need to give it another couple of months.