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Is it spring yet?

I maybe didn't need to plant everything so soon. This carving pumpkin seedling is going to take over the greenhouse.

This little seedling is gonna take over the house. She's so mobile.

This is how mornings usually go these days. I go in and feed her in the morning, she gets up to play and I lounge on her bed.

I always wonder where Brooke is when I turn over.

We tried on her lamb coat. It's so close to fitting her. Hopefully she will get to use it before its too warm.

Maybe she'll sprout before it's too warm or stay tiny into next year.

We had cereal for breakfast.

She is obsessed with pulling herself up. Except that she needs to work on her balance because she's always falling over and bumping her head.

She's started to like being in here for more than 5 minutes again.

This is some of the best news in a while.

Lunch time. Meadow has peas.

I made the last of the chowder with cream that I've been putting in everything this week. I bought a half-gallon of organic cream from Costco. That is a major mistake if you're trying to eat "healthy."

Scott doesn't like that I give her a glass to drink her water out of. I didn't think she would know how to use a straw, but I guess she does.

During her second nap I worked on finishing up a knitted cat for a baby shower were going to next week.

Little Baby Rogers is going to love this.

I really need to work on my embroidery skills. It kind of looks like its left eye was punched.

Scott made an awesome dinner.

I'm sure I complained about it before, during and after. It turned out great. The main attraction was Swedish Meatballs with cream sauce with mashed potatoes (with cream of course) open faced sandwiches. The only thing without cream was a medley of roasted brussels sprouts, asparagus and pecans. 


The season finale of Downton Abbey was on during dinner.

I've missed half the season doing dishes. That's pretty good for me.

Meadow continued chewing on her spoon while I watched.

We've all got to have a pastime.

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