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My drummer

Posted on October 28, 2011 by vwbug

One thing I won’t be taking to the camp trip is the drum kit. Nope. Just in case it rains… naa really because I just don’t have room for it. Seriously. Still I would love to download from YouTube some … Continue reading →

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Happy Birthday My Oldest One

Posted on July 22, 2011 by vwbug

Wow. Time has flown by… You are going into 4th grade this year. Last year was… difficult. This year. I’m hoping that it will be fun along with all the pieces and parts that will be happening. Son, I love … Continue reading →

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Happy Birthday to My Oldest

Posted on July 22, 2010 by vwbug

Amazing. 8 Years. And we decided to surprise him with a cake tomorrow. Usually he gets to pick the ‘theme’. This year… ok, I forgot to ask him. Hence the following got made. Step 1: Next… the details: Ok, from … Continue reading →

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Another night of interest

Posted on May 14, 2010 by vwbug

Saying prayers with my youngest is always entertaining. For many nights he has reminded God not to bring volcanoes and floods to Florida, to not let the sun go out, to expand the solar system and to not let mom … Continue reading →

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Dysgraphia

Posted on March 12, 2010 by vwbug

What a word huh? It runs in the family of Dyslexia. Ya, sounds more familiar huh? Well my oldest does not have ADD, nor dyslexia… he has dysgraphia. As it is… I’m tired, I have a field trip with 18 … Continue reading →

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The Maze is Done

Posted on November 2, 2009 by vwbug

Seems my oldest is now into Dioramas… ugh. He did most of the work himself. I did give him hints… like how to fold the walls and how to use double sided sticky tape. I also held some stuff for … Continue reading →

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Like Mother, Like Son

Posted on October 23, 2009 by vwbug

My son is just like me. My mom warned me my children would be just like me and I would get my just desserts. I broke so many things … in fact, I fractured my right wrist when I was … Continue reading →

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