Sixth graders are the oldest kids in the school and they get to sit in the back of the bus. It's hard to be so cool.
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Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Sixth graders are the oldest kids in the school and they get to sit in the back of the bus. It's hard to be so cool.
Friday, August 28, 2009
We had a catalog photo shoot at the Bebop Baby Shop in Essex Junction. We love the Bebop!
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Thursday, June 18, 2009
Sunday, June 14, 2009
When you're in the hospital with a new baby, you can get a little stir-crazy. Especially if the little guy is sleeping like a... well, a baby and your roommate wants the shared tv off.
It was excruciatingly boring. Gavin's birth was fast and fairly textbook. I felt ready to go home the next morning, but someone's blood sugar was staying too low to go home, and that same someone failed the car seat challenge for preemies so we stayed an extra day.
I was up with the sunrise on the second day, just wandering around, and snapped a few pictures of the little guy in his hospital garb. We started calling him Mr. Tomato Head because of the red, round nature of his head.
(When the roommate finally went home, I watched marathon amounts of Dirty Jobs and The Deadliest Catch.)
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Our Lola beehive died over the winter. On first glance, it looks like they made honey too far away from the center of the hive and they never ventured up to the higher boxes to eat. Not good for them, but we took apart the top deep box and found a few frames full of clean, capped honey for us.
We haven't harvested enough honey (and probably won't until next year) to make the purchase of an extractor worthwhile, but using cheesecloth and a lot of patience, we extracted eight jars of raw honey (no heat applied) for the family. Trevor especially enjoyed chewing on spoonfuls of honey and beeswax like bubblegum.
First Day of Sixth Grade
Sixth graders are the oldest kids in the school and they get to sit in the back of the bus. It's hard to be so cool.
Photo Shoot
We had a catalog photo shoot at the Bebop Baby Shop in Essex Junction. We love the Bebop!
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The four Liloias.
Gavin Victor, born June 13, 2009 - 2:20am.
He loves eating, sleeping, and road trips. He must be a Liloia.
He loves eating, sleeping, and road trips. He must be a Liloia.
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Mr. Tomato Head
When you're in the hospital with a new baby, you can get a little stir-crazy. Especially if the little guy is sleeping like a... well, a baby and your roommate wants the shared tv off.
It was excruciatingly boring. Gavin's birth was fast and fairly textbook. I felt ready to go home the next morning, but someone's blood sugar was staying too low to go home, and that same someone failed the car seat challenge for preemies so we stayed an extra day.
I was up with the sunrise on the second day, just wandering around, and snapped a few pictures of the little guy in his hospital garb. We started calling him Mr. Tomato Head because of the red, round nature of his head.
(When the roommate finally went home, I watched marathon amounts of Dirty Jobs and The Deadliest Catch.)
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Raw honey from our hive
Our Lola beehive died over the winter. On first glance, it looks like they made honey too far away from the center of the hive and they never ventured up to the higher boxes to eat. Not good for them, but we took apart the top deep box and found a few frames full of clean, capped honey for us.
We haven't harvested enough honey (and probably won't until next year) to make the purchase of an extractor worthwhile, but using cheesecloth and a lot of patience, we extracted eight jars of raw honey (no heat applied) for the family. Trevor especially enjoyed chewing on spoonfuls of honey and beeswax like bubblegum.
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