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Showing posts with label Peter Said. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Peter Said. Show all posts

Friday, February 3, 2012

Don't they make a cute couple?

Here they are before leaving for the Father-Daughter dance at school. I can't wait to hear all about it!






Friday, February 18, 2011

Sarah Said...Peter Said... (The teenage years - only now.)

As we were waiting for the bus yesterday, I was stretching and doing jumping jacks because  I was going for a run as soon as the kids were on their way to school.

"Mom!  Stop doing that!  You are embarrassing me," Sarah said.

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As he headed up to his room for bed the other evening Peter said, "I need my own iPod so I can listen to my music in my room by myself."

When did they turn 13?  I miss my 6-year-old and my 8-year-old!

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Peter Said.

When I was a child on Christmas morning, we got presents from Santa.  That was it.  I don't recall getting presents from my parents until after we no longer believed in Santa.

So when Peter and Sarah were born, that's what we did - presents from Santa.  So even though I spend all the time deciding what to buy, do all the shopping and do all the wrapping, I let Santa get all the glory.   

Now I'm beginning to rethink this.

On Christmas morning Peter sat in the middle of a huge pile of wrapping paper and presents and looked around for more gifts to unwrap.

Peter said, "Hey Mom.  Did you get me anything?"

I think next year Santa and I are going halfsies.