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January 03, 2012



My little Ursula used to string yarn around the house, even when I was sure I'd closed the door to the room where all the yarn was...
I don't do resolutions, either. It always seemed like I was setting myself up for failure, then beating myself up over it. Who needs that kind of stress?


My Lyra learned to string toilet paper (she's SO talented), but recently we were down to one roll for three bathrooms. And that's the one she shredded to death. I think she hates me, and I even let her sleep with me. I've told her about the mean mama in Michigan who doesn't let her babies sleep with her, but it hasn't helped her attitude. Maybe I should try a fingerling potato.

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