In the car today (running typical errands), M. starts singing along with this song. It's from a cd called Jazz for Kids that I bought on itunes and I play it often in our travels, or around the house when we are feeling silly and want to dance around. I usually get get up in the music and dont really listen to the lyrics. But when M. started singing along the line: Live, love, laugh and be happy just really struck a chord in me.
In the days of one child (and some free time), I was an avid scrapbooker. Nowadays, the "tools" of the scrapbook trade are gathering dust in the dining/storage room and I thought I'd start keeping track of things here. Much easier than trying to find the time to set up the stuff, print the pics, etc. and maybe I can have some of the details for when I get around to laying it out on paper (10-15 yrs from now)...
Gotta run, A. is restless and will want to nurse soon. That reminds me, I had my first lactivism experience today. I'll type it up later.
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, a fancy photo sharing thing.
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