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a little of this, a little of that

Eshiva had her second dance class this morning – she loves it. I am a little irritated I got taken for a full months tuition for two classes (it wasn’t prorated – I totally would have waited till March had I known) but she is so happy it’s worth it anyway. After that we went

Oh, I made him sad :(

Michael and I went to a newish restaurant for dinner tonight. We got home and the boys asked where we went, so I told them. Malachai starts crying. I had no idea he wanted to go there so badly :( It turned into a full on melt down and he cried for an hour. Michael

Updatey Goodness!

I haven’t updated in a while… lots to say! Let’s start with the good news. I sent this email to family a few days ago: Just spreading a little fantabulous news, Malachai had his therapy evals last week, and he is done with PT! This is amazing, because not six months ago he would fall

Ritz Camera/Ritz Camera Online

So, I ordered myself a new lens and some filters (ah.. I’m a sucker for a good sale. I am going to save our economy all by my damn self, just dangle a sale in front of me) last week, and a windstorm of mess happened. A) Ritz didn’t offer me a size option on

Just documenting

The boys got their report cards yesterday. Dor made honor roll (with a 1/2 average, like a/b) and Mal got a “you try hard” award. His marks were all over the place. I got a tidy paycheck today, so I bought myself a present. Ritz Camera was having a sale on filters (I know, it’s

Yesterday… and Tomorrow

Yesterday I had an ok kind of day up until it was time to take Mal to therapy. Yesterday was apparently take your mom to therapy day. No one told me. Almost every woman there her her mom with her for some reason, or her mom was picking her up, or she was on the

Cuppers, Yum Yum!

Halloween Birthday Party 2008 Currently it only has cupcakes in it. It’ll be growing tomorrow :-) These all have a square of caramel melted into the middle of them! Yummy surprise inside :-) Sara helped Please pardon my burnt, ancient pans – I promise they aren’t actually dirty, they’re well loved.