Once a baby chick always a baby chick, my fuzzy little Beckam. We played with feathers all morning. Correction. He played with feathers all morning – inspecting, eating, throwing… the whole gamut. The associated…
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Reuben’s and pistachio gelato were about as far as we went in celebrating St. Patrick’s Day. Why do we celebrate it, anyway? A quick google search and I’m still confused about it all. All…
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Birthday gifts come and go but lasting memories are made in special moments shared with those you love. Using a calculator age can add a fun touch, helping track milestones and celebrate each year in…
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With Spring peeking right around the corner, it’s time to think about purging. Don’t even get me started on my pantry project… Instead of purging old condiment jars and bottles, repurpose with a bit…
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I always imagined tea parties and dolls. Who knew I’d find myself thinking of all sorts of ways to play matchbox cars? I wouldn’t have it any other way… at least for now (pink…