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Early November and Not Many Photos

 

German apple pancake for breaky. 

We still had some apples left from apple picking.
 
Yesterday Meadow and I did some early Christmas shopping in our neighborhood. We stopped in our friend Amanda's Vintage Shop, Tandem Vintage, where Meadow found the perfect sweater. She's so cute. 

Theo wanted to be in the picture too. 

I have no clue what this picture is about? Sorry, sometimes I'm lazy. Brooke on the other hand never stops busy bodying.

Meadow wants to sew something for a Christmas gift so we headed to Joann's to pick up supplies. 

Tonight the time changes so Theo and I took advantage of the last day of evening sun. Poor kid really struggles with learning to ride a bike. 

I have no clue why the training wheels are on. He was doing really good on his balance bike at the beginning of summer. Probably should take them off.

He still struggles with using pedals and steering at the same time. 

Then Meadow started her project. 

And I worked on mine. 

On the way to school this week, Theo complained his neck was cold. I realized he doesn't have a scarf so I made him one in his favorite color. 


The kids got bean bags a few Christmas's ago and they are already starting to flatten. We also picked up today some more bean bags. 

Meadow also like to relax. Brooke was surely still busy.

Probably.


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