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As things start getting rationed and people start panicking about the food crisis and it gets harder and harder to afford daily life I find myself happy to have a bunker like area to escape to,  to own enough fabric to clothe my family for at least a decade,  and to have a garden bed [...]

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Yep.  If Todd has some free time today I’m going to beg that we bring Skarrbus home.  I know.  We’re not going anywhere for a month at least.  I want to clean and organize and putz around in there.
I’m trying to find some kind of map that I can post here, I don’t really know [...]

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I think it’s finally here.  Our seeds are started.  The bird feeders and baths are full.  The sedum are creeping up through the dirt.  It’s still unseasonably cold here, and it actually snowed over the weekend, but I think that will be the last snow of the year.  Thaddeus and Mags are so gleeful when [...]

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Japanese baby girl clothes - that won’t fit Mags but will fit little Holly.
Ah, but these will!
Having just spent hours organizing my patterns, I’m painfully aware I do not need more.  These books are just so inspiring!  I wish there was a magazine for kids fashions LOL.  Vogue baby!

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So often I put off teaching a skill to one of the middles, in my mind the simplist of things can be turned into a monumental task.  I’m trying to simplify a bit, and in doing so, tought Steph how to braid.  Just on string.  Not a beaded, braided necklace, not french braided hair, just [...]

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Teri is one of the first WAHMs I bought from.  I went to The Enchanted Nursery  and bought a lovey, a little floppy doll for Thaddeus.  Neither of my babies have really been the lovey type, but those two lovies (because I’m compulsive and bought a backup right away) are still so special to me, [...]

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Exactly what this journal will do.  The idea started a while back as a way to document the things we want to share with our attachment therapist.  Then Tuesday we went to therapy I started talking and crying and haven’t been the same since.  I’m crying.  I’m so sick of crying.  I’m really tired.   All [...]

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What is the point at witch a poopy switches over from coming to you, happily, in Magdalena’s case, walking backwards saying “ewwwwewwww” so that I can check her butt and know it needs to be changed, to waiting, stinking, smooshing, and then going through massive headshaking, lying and distracting to deny the fact that such [...]

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I made my 4yo son a pair of pants out of that yummy JAs thermal knit. Well, the only thing that worked was the knit waist band, I’d picked the wrong size obviously. The rise brings the waistband to bra height, and the inseam has the pants dragging on the floor, not to mention the [...]

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