There are "firsts" in life that after experiencing the first time can't ever be duplicated. It is a lot like Roger Ebert's movie-going axiom, "You can only see a movie for the first time once."
This weekend Norah went to the movies with the big screen. She saw Jungle Book. I can only imagine the wonder.
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Here is our little tree frog friend who has made a home in our patio plants.
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Bear skinning party at the cabin in the woods last Fall. This Spring we'll be meeting to traipse through the woods in search of tasty morels and rhubarb.
We are about at the two week mark. Mowing, biking, old car-ing, picture-taking, long walks on the beach (oops, wrong one for Northlandia), road trips in the new Jeep, Midwest food, beer talk, plein air, tinkerin' in the garage, thrift shops, and laughing.
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Why Ayla is called Alfred.
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Daddy and Norah at the pool on Sunday. I wanted to do it, but Drew couldn't lift me.
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I am most definitely NOT a commercial watcher. But I do like the "Tarzan know where Tarzan go." and the "It's complicated. She's just dropping off my stuff" ads running on TV now.
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Poor Mrs. Wombie: she lost HBO but got the baseball package.
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Watching Olive Kittredge. Not sure I'm getting it.
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Thanks K for pointing out the DCEagleCam.com website.
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Poor Mrs. Wombie: she lost HBO but got the baseball package.
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Watching Olive Kittredge. Not sure I'm getting it.
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Thanks K for pointing out the DCEagleCam.com website.
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