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| I guess I'll be the one to say that the ladder is way too tall for her |
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| I attempted a "crown" on Nicole's head |
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| Allison wanted me to take a picture of her hair too |
Sisters playing hide-n-seek, which ends up being a lot of giggling
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| One of my proudest loaves. I make a ton of bread these days because the girls mostly prefer to eat peanut butter jelly sandwiches. |
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| Carne asada tacos with homemade corn tortillas. The tortillas are the easiest thing in the world. Try the NY Times recipe - it uses a bit of oil. And you don't need a tortilla press, just a glass pie pan to press them, preferably with handles. Look it up. |
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| Naturally, Allison stuffs the grapes into her cheeks |
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| It was too bright mid-day, so Allison took off her pants to darken her eyes. Who needs pants, anyway? |
Midway through our walk today, Allison spontaneously lost the ability to walk on two feet and became a kitty cat. We're standing there next to the road, and she's like, "Meow."
"Come on, Allie!"
"Meow."
"Allie, let's go to the field!"
"Meow."
"What's your name?"
"Meow."
Poor, sweet kitty was so distracted by cat things on the ground, I had to pick her up and rub her belly as we walked to the field. She did give me that contented cat grin.
