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One beautiful weekend, we hopped on our bikes for the first time since last fall. I put Elijah in my handlebar carrier and Brian pulled the bigger boys in the trailer. I made sure to bring the diaper bag, because it seems we always go farther than intended. We half joked to each other that, “Wouldn’t it be funny if we ended up in downtown Newnan?” I knew right then that we had both taken that as a challenge and our certain destination.

A Visual Catch-Up Guide

To help you cope with my usual delinquency, I have created a visual catch-up guide of the recent history of the Cummings family, covering our three Christmases, and into the new year.  On the first third of Christmas, I achieved, on the 15th shutter release, a nearly-focused snapshot of my three miniature men about to open…

I need a Tuesdayectomy

Apparently the unpublished price of admission for Vacation Bible School is one fever for each participant, to be distributed immediately to said participant’s doting mother. Well, I haven’t had Ian and Isaac’s fever *yet* but I did acquire a sore throat and a certain bleariness. I suppose it was worth it to observe Ian’s carefree…

Christmas Be-cation

Friday evening started our Christmas “be-cation,” as Ian calls it.  I had the car ready to go when Brian arrived home early from work, so we hit the road.  That’s one of Ian’s favorite new phrases, by the way.  He’ll tell me, “No, I do not want to go home.  I just want to hit…

Approaching the Holidaze

I totally need to get more creative with my “veggie hiding” when cooking for the boys.  Ian saw a picture of green beans in a book yesterday and said, “green bean casserole!” Well, what can I say.  Putting them on a plate and calling them Super Green Power Rods only garnered enough interest for them…