Here's a little Halloween preview.
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- dada
- Call me dada. This has, in the few months since my son started "talking," become my name. I'm sure (at least I hope) it will eventually morph into something less early 20th century art movementy --- but I am marked forever as dada. And this is a good thing. I have no real advice to offer, other than always carry Cheerios and extra onesies, and I don't really have a lot of 'wacky' adventures to regale you with. Truth be told, this is as much for me as it is for you. So, uh, thanks for stopping by. I hope it's at least an interesting time-killer. And if not, consider this an ironic exercise in skewering the bourgeouis notions of 21st century American parenthood by deconstructing the materialist ethos that has turned childhood into a demographic and rendered adults simultaneous enablers and slaves. Or something.
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October
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- Tiny dancer
- Best party game ever
- Block party
- Outtakes
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- Rebel, rebel
- Trick or treat
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- Hand signals
- Gratuitous Sam pics
- Magritte: The Early Years?
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- Fireman Sam
- Polonius at the dinner table
- Calamity Jane
- Gratuitous Jane pics
- Three feet high and rising
- Forward motion
- Scene from a rest stop
- A day at the beach
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2 comments:
Sam's pumpkin looks so perfect that it looks fake. And Jane eating her pumpkin is priceless. Little man Luke will be revealing his costume in the next week or so.
JAne should eat her pumpkin like me , in a pie.
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