Stella is growing like a weed - no, like bamboo; if I could get her to stand still long enough I am convinced I would see her put on a few millimeters an hour. She runs, and jumps, and laughs, and talks all day long. Her favorite phrase is, "I don't want to." She loves Elmo, the biiig slide at the park, the ABC song, and playing Find Daddy, which always ends with chasing and giggles. Here. Enjoy.
November 03, 2012
NaBloPoMo Yeah, Yeah, I Know.
Starting up the old blog at this point is akin to rolling a jalopy out of the garage, charging up the battery, and wondering if it turns over. I kinda sorta promised Auntie Jean I'd blog this month, so here I am, turning the key and wondering if it will go. Hi.
Stella is growing like a weed - no, like bamboo; if I could get her to stand still long enough I am convinced I would see her put on a few millimeters an hour. She runs, and jumps, and laughs, and talks all day long. Her favorite phrase is, "I don't want to." She loves Elmo, the biiig slide at the park, the ABC song, and playing Find Daddy, which always ends with chasing and giggles. Here. Enjoy.
Stella is growing like a weed - no, like bamboo; if I could get her to stand still long enough I am convinced I would see her put on a few millimeters an hour. She runs, and jumps, and laughs, and talks all day long. Her favorite phrase is, "I don't want to." She loves Elmo, the biiig slide at the park, the ABC song, and playing Find Daddy, which always ends with chasing and giggles. Here. Enjoy.
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Well, Wendy, you did try.
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