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Two Fingers

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Speed. I am Speed.

When Hewitt was in the hospital we watched the movie Cars. Then we watched it again. And again, and again. Twelve times we watched that movie. I blame it on Grandma :). She had gotten Hewitt a Lightning McQueen t-shirt. And then she got him Cars sneakers. Hewitt spent days (actually, he’s still doing it)…
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Name Those Feet

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Tools, NOT Toys

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A Sign of Respect

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Garbage Gleanings

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Many Chickens, Many Eggs

In the Jonas house, the youngest person able to do any given job is generally responsible for that job. In regards to the chickens, that generally means that Greyden gathers the eggs from our chickens everyday. It was Emery’s job, but I’m switching it over to Greyden’s. Every once in a while, Greyden won’t close…
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Seeking Shelter

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The never-ending to do list

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Be glad you don’t have any boys… ?!?

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My new look

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No girly dress-ups

We have a dress-up trunk. The children pulled it out about two months ago and played with it. After a while, there was general grumbling from the boys that the trunk was too “girly”. There weren’t enough boy things to dress-up as. They were right. The trunk mostly contained my old prom dresses, bridal gowns,…
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A Messy Family Tradition

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Dad can do anything

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A Hospital Stay

Last week, Hewitt woke up with a “cold”. He had been perfectly healthy the night before. He was having rapid, shallow breathing and was lethargic. Those were his only symptoms. No coughing, no fever. By midafternoon there was no improvement. I didn’t like the way he was acting, so I made an appointment to bring…