Isla is not crying because she has a monstrous snot bubble. She is not crying because baby food is smeared all over her pretty face. She is crying because I am not feeding her quick enough. As one sweet, dying Winnie Maud said to me, she is "too gosh dang anxious".
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Partial to the PORKER and the new kitchen. Not since the days of my Mother do I think her thighs have met their rival match! Here's advice on the kitchen, Isla - kitchen, synonymous, you get it. Anyways, we've got the same colors in our house and kitchen, but yours looks a little cozier. Grandma Olsen HATED open floor plans and she found this irritating about some parts of the Ewald house. Don't weigh it down with a dark color. Nix on the green or mocha. You know when you hold up a pearl, there's different colors coming off of it, well this is what you want. You want a cream base, high gloss, with a gray and green tint. You want to keep that kitchen light and airy with black cabinets already adding so much weight in terms of darkness. Is your dining room a whole separate room - or adjacent to the kitchen? One of these days I will make it up there in my pimped out accord. Slice. Oh and the Global Bazaar is back at Target. Remember when I got the black table there two years ago-fun. But that's my advice, take it or leave it.
oh isla. . . the pain, the suffering.
okay, so I already posted, but I was scanning down at the baby Isla Christmas pictures, and I think she and Dottie have the same Christmas jammies! Are they Carter's and say "I Love Santa?" If so, maybe we really do have the same baby.
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