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		<title>buddies</title>
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I didn't spend much time with babies before Reed was born.  And, to tell you the truth, I didn't really care to.  So, I am surprised by many things about life with a baby.  But what surprises me the most often and the most extravagantly is what good company such ...</description>
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		<title>reading with reed</title>
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My little boy is almost five months old, now.  It's cliche, I know, but, my! they grow up fast!  The first month or two had an almost fever-like slowness to it.  The days were still and long and hazy.  It was beautiful for that, a lot like the first trimester ...</description>
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		<title>26</title>
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This weekend was a birthday weekend.  Last year during  Adam's birthday, I was in my first trimester of pregnancy.  I slept a minimum of eleven hours a night and subsisted on little more than oranges and toast.  This year, I baked Adam's cake during naptime and we toted Reed along ...</description>
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		<title>what a ham</title>
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Shortly after Reed was born, we filled our freezer with half a hog.  It was a beautiful sight, all the crisp paper parcels stacked in the deep freeze  ready to feed us through the winter.  The shoulder roasts vanished first.  Then, during a split pea soup craze, the hocks.  We ...</description>
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		<title>progress</title>
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It's now all wrinkled happy from being worn well, but #36 is completed.

It has been busy.  I would write more, but I will take this small sliver of time after the boy is asleep and before I am to work on 2 and 10.

March is one of my most favorite ...</description>
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		<title>vocation in small acts</title>
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My family and I are just getting back into the swing of things after a big wonderful wedding weekend (such big adventures can be tiring for tiny boys!).  Upon returning home we ate some lazy meals, watched a movie or two, went hunting for our camera (we left it at ...</description>
		<link>http://www.lindseyalyce.com/archives/878</link>
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		<title>friday, from the archives: 2007</title>
		<description>February 19, 2007



Just one dollar (two for both of us) bought an afternoon of summertime, canaries and orange trees.

(thanks for the suggestion, Bri) </description>
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		<title>like coffee</title>
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Today, Reed took an honest to goodness nap.  A real nap.  A nap longer than half an hour.  A nap at home.  Not in the car.  Not on a walk.  A nap outside of my arms.  Off the rocking chair.  Just him sleeping.  On his own.  Two (two!) hours.

I made ...</description>
		<link>http://www.lindseyalyce.com/archives/869</link>
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		<title>friday, from the archives: 2007</title>
		<description>February 12, 2007



It's official.  I am engaged to Adam Lloyd Whitlock: owner of my favourite smile.  I am super excited.

A lot of people are a bit confused about why it's so fast. I don't have any superb, dynamic reason to give them them, I just know that I'm ...</description>
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		<title>february snow</title>
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Today is snowy.  Not December snowy: the sort of snow that makes you want to strap on a snowsuit and jump and run and roll in it.  It is February snowy: the sort of snow that you want to watch from the warm side of the window with some cinnamon ...</description>
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