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Like riding a bike a video by pumpkinknits on Flickr.I am so proud. PumpkinBoy (like his mom) gets easily frustrated when things don't come easily or naturally, and tends to just want to say "screw it, I can't do it". Bike riding has been one of those things for him. But he finally broke through whatever mental barriers he'd put up. The look on his face when he realized I was just jogging

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Done!Originally uploaded by pumpkinknitsDuncan has proven to me that he has a fantastic attention span when he needs one. He got this 1000+ piece Lego kit from Santa, and spent several hours last night on it, and ALL day today. He woke me up at 6am asking if he could go down and work on it, and he worked on it til 6:30pm tonight, only breaking for food, and with virtually no help from us parents

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4 Years Old!Originally uploaded by pumpkinknits

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We are in the midst of another soccer season, with both Ivy and Duncan playing in the town's youth league. Ivy is in the "Under 4" league, which is basically an hour every Saturday where the teams gather and play games designed to get them used to kicking a ball and dribbling. No real soccer is played, it is all just basic skill building.Duncan, however is the the "Under 8" league. These guys

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2nd Grader!Originally uploaded by pumpkinknitsHe's excited to be back at school. So blase about it. Have fun dude!

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Ivy is old enough for soccer finally, and just had her first "game". It is quite fun to see all the little 3-year-old running around, and equally fun to see how quickly they get the hang of it.Dan is coaching again, and Duncan and some other older siblings are serving as assistant coaches. Duncan is not playing soccer this season, as he has opted for baseball - he has his first practice this

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Here is an "essay" Duncan wrote for school.My winter vacation was incredible. I slept very late. I played in the glisining snow with my dad. I ate fantastic choclit pie. We played with awesome bionicles. When I was on winter vacation I had fun."I am a little bit in love with his use of adjectives.

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Our Christmas CardOriginally uploaded by pumpkinknits

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Hey BuddyOriginally uploaded by pumpkinknitsWe would like to introduce you to the newest member of our family. This is bugsy, he is a 10-week old African Pygmy Hedgehog, and he is super cute and fun to hang out with.In a mere 24 hrs he has already provided Duncan and Ivy with lots of belly laughs and some good snuggles.

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Cute Big PumpkinOriginally uploaded by pumpkinknitsDuncan with HIS pumpkin. Special for Aunt Reen!

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cute little pumpkinOriginally uploaded by pumpkinknitsWe carved pumpkins today. Dizzle wanted her little one to be "smiley"

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We went to the Ringling Bros Circus today at the TD Banknorth Garden. It was a ridiculous amount of fun. I have a faint memory of being there as a child (acrobats and motorcycle spherical cage are standouts). Sadly, the Garden website says no "cameras with detachable lenses allowed" so I have no photos, though they conveniently have staff wandering around with gorgeous Nikons taking you and

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ReunitedOriginally uploaded by pumpkinknitsShe was so sad this morning when the bus "took her Duncan away" But he came back!

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I'm writing this with a little embarrassment that I have a few tears in my eyes. Ivy and I just returned from dropping Duncan at his first day of first grade in our public school. I'm not teary because by boy will be gone all day - we've been doing that for a long time. I'm not teary because I'll miss his old school (Ivy will be starting there next week, so I don't have to miss it). I'm not

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The Full OutfitOriginally uploaded by pumpkinknitsCowboy Dizzle ready to save the day.

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Ivy:Upset that I will not give her a lollipop, Ivy is in full 2yo fit-throwing mode. Crying, screaming, yelling that I am a "bad mommy!", reaches out and smacks my leg. I respond "No hitting. We don't hit people, if you need to hit, you can go hit a pillow". She looks at me with roiling toddler fury and wails "But I want to hit YOU!!!"Duncan:Has been assigned a week of homework to warm up for

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This is totally not kid-related, but I had to write this down somewhere, and it sure as hell doesn't belong on the knitting blog. I think we're all clear on my relationship with church - I go because it is important to Dan, and I do believe it is good for the kids to be raised with some kind of introduction to religion. While I generally enjoy going, sometime it can be drag, especially

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We spent the weekend at Pogue opening up for the season, the first time we have done it solo, without the assistance of my Dad. We left today, and as we were headed through the dunes we saw a snowy owl perched on a stump in front of a cedar tree. He seemed to wait to make sure we got a good look at him, then alit from his perch and banked south and into the cedar woods for more cover.Dan and I

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Duncan is pleased to announce that he lost his 1st baby tooth:That tooth's neighbor is also loose, so we expect an extra-gummy grin within the next week.Ivy is pleased to announce that she also wants in on the teeth-baring photos:

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We returned from a week in the Florida Key with Oma and Opa much rested and relaxed. We all had so much fun - lots of sunshine and fun times not only with Oma and Opa, but other denizens of Pogue were collected there to: Judy, Lynne, Win and Leslie.There were a couple Pogue tie-ins to the week now that I think of it:1. Duncan travelling 1500+ miles to some of the most diverse waters in the

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I sit in the dark holding his handPushing somnolent thoughts down myarm to where our fingers touchWilling them to cross the microscopic gapbetween two bodies and quiet his restless limbs to sleepIn doing so, I quiet my own mindand as he finds sleep, I find peaceand comfort in just being hereNo longer waiting for my time to be upbut enjoying this quiet conjunctionso much like when his life was

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Yesterday was MLK day, so we had "extra home days" off from work/school. We were explaining to Duncan who MLK was and why there is a whole holiday just for him. Dan was explaining "well, some people used to think black people shouldn't be allowed to have/do the same things other people can do/have and MLK was a big part of the reason that has changed". Duncan was markedly confused, until we

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Ivy's speech/language is improving so fast these past couple months I can't keep up. She's stringing together full sentances and is mostly intelligible to people outside the family as well. She is slowly losing some of her endearing toddler-isms, so I'm going to write them here so I don't forget.Faffle=waffleBrother=Duncan. Up until a couple weeks ago, she never, ever has called him Duncan -

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Dear Ivy,You are two!! I love the year between 1 and 2. I loved it with your brother, and I loved it with you. An amazing year, going from non-walking to walking, non-speaking to speaking, non-sleeping to sleeping - its all good. You are such an easy child to parent - so content and sunny. Part of me keeps wanting to write "happy go lucky" to describe you, but that has implications of

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smittenOriginally uploaded by pumpkinknitsDizzle holding her favorite person in the world.

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Conversation, out of the blue, on the ride in todayDuncan: "I have a lot of questions."Me: "About what?".D: "This whole world."M: "OK, ask me one"D: "What if this all is a dream?"M: "Like, everything we're doing now and talking about is just a dream?"D: "Yeah"M: "That would be weird, but I think its real, because then I would have to be having the same dream with you"D: "Or, what if I'm really

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The last time Ivy nursed was for about 30 seconds before bed a week ago today. This is a big deal for me, as I have been continuously pregnant, nursing, or doing both simultaneously since early October 2002, when Duncan was conceived.I found a nifty little online calculator that puts that into different increments. My body has been directly contributing to sustaining another persons life for:6

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I had a request for photos of the FOR SALE sign, which sadly are long gone. Just for Liz - here's a shot of a Birthday card Duncan made to go with Spenser's birthday present yesterday. Also, for the record, watching a gaggle of 5-6 year olds candlepin bowling is a pretty awesome sight. They were all surprisingly good, probably due to their technique of carefully lining the ball up on the line,

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I have a story that perfectly illustrates why we sometimes refer to Duncan as the Little Attorney. Dizzle had a medium sized box that she had turned into a house - she was having fun crawling in and out of it. Duncan wanted a house too, specifically her house, but we set him up with a couple chairs and a blanket roof and he was good. They played that way for a while happily. Every so often,

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Duncan and Dizzle fight for the future of the universe. Duncan is the bad guy, because he always like to explore his dark side, plus his light saber is red.

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Dan and I used to joke that when we had kids we would teach them all kinds of crazy-ass things - like that Dan was really from outer space and that turkeys rule the planet and humans are just their slaves or that evolution is just a theory made up by an ancient bearded crackpot. We marveled at the idea that kids (in the early years anyway) pretty much believe anything their parents teach them

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DancingMachineOriginally uploaded by pumpkinknitsDuncan danced all night at Bill & Angela's wedding this weekend. He was a big hit.

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Duncan wanted to do a lemonade stand. He was so cute and serious. No one stopped for him, not even a neighbor. I have to admit I've been guilty of the same in the past, but I will never miss one now. My boy is always thinking though, and declared "I think we need to deliver it".

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Top Ten Favorite Things from our 3 weeks at Pogue (in no particular order)Duncan continuously mispronouncing "minnows" as "wimmows" Duncan always referring to Nantucket as "Man-huck-it"Ivy shouting "WATER!!" every single time we saw the water (extremely frequent given our location)Ivy grunting like Monica Seles serving up an ace each time she threw a rock into the waterDuncan shouting "feet up!"

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Dear Duncan,You are 5 years old now. I can hardly believe how fast these years have gone, yet in a way it seems like you've been around much longer than that.When you were an infant and a toddler,I used to catch glimpses in you of the boy you have become. I now see in you flashes of a teenager and sometimes even the man you will be. It completely freaks me out.Your imagination and attention to

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A graphical Representation of the last 8 Days in our house so that you can better appreciate why I'm still bitching about it. An no, I couldn't be bothered to look up the correct spelling of diarrea even though I could be bothered to draw up the chart in the first place.

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I am currently the only one in the house who is not sick. Therefore, I am the only one in the house who is not whining - though I'm starting now, just for you dear reader, because I need to vent a little. Dizzle had a stomach bug that started with bed-bound throwup sessions around 11pm Thursday night. By Saturday, that had dwindled to a few yucky diapers. I woke in the wee hours this morning

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I would like it to be noted that it is extremely difficult to get a vomiting 17-month-old to reliably direct said vomit into a collection vessel of any type.

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To my Dearest and Most Charming Daughter,I post this photo not to humiliate or embarrass you, or to show to your dates when you get older. I post this to serve as a reminder to myself, a safe haven I can come to and say "Look, just 3 months ago she was cramming 15% of each meal up her nose each and every time we sat down to eat, and both you and she survived. It is just a phase. This too shall

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New and Improved Originally uploaded by pumpkinknits

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I have the perfect example of some of those things Duncan says that I always forget to remember. I'm writing it here so that I will remember.When we drop of Ivy at her daycare in the morning, Duncan and I pick up her daycare provider's son J., who is a classmate of Duncan's and bring him to school along with Duncan. They were chatting in the car this morning, talking about summertime and going

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I feel like Duncan has been left out of the blog of late. I think part of the reason is that it is so easy to write a little blurb about Dizzle's basic milestones. Walking, eating, new words - these are all so clean and simple and easy to remember and write about in an engaging way.Duncan, as he approaches 5 years old is so much more complex - he has passed all the big early childhood

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Things Ivy eats that most 15 month olds probably don't:buffalo sauce (straight up)radishestzatziki saucemama's homemade spicy spaghetti saucejambalayaunsweetened grapefruit

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In what seemed like an overnight transformation, we've noticed that Ivy understands virutally everthing we say, despite not being able to speak more than a few words herself. If you tell her its time to get in PJs, she's toddling off to the gate at the bottom of the stairs waiting patiently for us to catch up. If she overhears me tell Duncan to get his boots on, she races to the sunroom and

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In the last week, Ivy has gone from taking 2-3 unassisted steps between items of furniture to this. Still amazes me how quickly they master this stuff.

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I have a secret to tell you: The Michaud family has been going to church regularly since the beginning of the Advent Season. Never saw that coming did you? Dan was the primary sole motivator on this, as I can't muster up enough concern about my children's eternal souls to shower and dress, let alone venture out of the house on Sunday mornings. Coffee runs don't count as "going out" due to the

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Don't let these pictures deceive you. Its a wonder I haven't eaten my children this weekend. Lucky for all of us, schedules return to normal tomorrow. Assuming they make it through today.

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Duncan had his tonsils and adenoids out on Monday. He had a sleep study done back in August, as we thought he'd been having trouble breathing while sleeping. Turns out he would struggle to breathe up to 24 times in one hour - severe sleep apnea. He's tired all the time - so tired in fact that the below setup for his sleep study didn't keep him from sleeping at all - can you imagine?So, surgery

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Dear Ivy,You hit the one year mark today. I am still in awe of how easily you slipped into our lives and how quickly it seemed like you had always been with us.You are a happy and content little person on the whole. You wake with a smile almost every day, you are quick to laugh and you always have a sparkle in your eyes. Some might think your almost unwavering even temper makes you a boring baby,

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Duncan, snuggling in my lap the other night:I'm going to fill the world with tiny little Mamas.Me: Really, why?Duncan: For snuggling with.

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With mobility comes conflict. Ivy has been crawling proficiently for a couple months and now pulls to standing with ease as well. This is a whole new world of exploration for her and a whole new world of defending his "stuff" for Duncan. On the whole they play together very well, with Ivy tolerating rough 4 year old play very well - she still lights up like a Christmas tree when Duncan gives

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Duncan: If your house burns down, you would need a fireman.Me: You certainly would!Duncan: And if your body burns down, you would need a cemetary!******************************************Duncan: I was your first baby.Me: You're right, you were my first baby.Duncan: Its good to be the 1st baby, because the 1st baby wins!Duncan: I'm the new crane operator.Me: What happened to the old crane

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Duncan has a real knack for surprising the hell out of me when I least expect it. Do you see the slide in this photo?At Little Sebago this weekend, he and I swam out to the float, he climbed right up to the top, waited for me to get in the water and without any hesitation, flew right down that slide. This is a kid who still won't go down the land-slide at the school he's been at for more than a

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I've obviously not been in a writing mood lately, as not much has been going on this site all summer. I do want to share the following video of Dizzle "dancing" - it cracks us up to no end how as soon as she hears any music she starts rocking and bouncing to it. Enjoy.

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Dear Duncan,I'm late with your birthday letter. You've been four for almost two weeks now. Each time I sat to write your letter I found myself at a loss for words. So much has happened in your life this year, and our relationship has gone through some big changes that I am still struggling with.I suddenly realized last night why I'm having trouble writing. You and I were on the deck, grilling

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Dear Ivy -You turned 6 months old a few days ago. What a fun time the past three months have been since I last wrote. If I had choose one word to summarize the past three months, I think it would have to be "purposeful". You have worked so hard to get control of your body these last few months. Even though you're not crawling yet, you move with full intent. You choose your target (be it toy,

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More fun with Jumpcut to share Ivy's first attempts at solid food this morning.

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Aunt Reen Originally uploaded by pumpkinknits A wonderful family weekend at Pogue. This is my favorite photo from the four days.

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That Scarlet Fever is basically really bad Strep Throat with a rash? I do now.

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Fever? 101 degrees.Number of times I've caught throw-up in my hands since I woke up? 3.Number of Miserable little boys in the house? One.Feeling like a Mom on Mothers Day? Priceless.

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Playing with a fun new site I just found. Presented for your enjoyment!

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At dinner, after a long day where Duncan was acting up a lot and spent a good amount of time in the "naughty corner", things have calmed down and we are all enjoying a nice dinner together. The topic of Duncan's less than fantastic behavior has been broached. Mommy: You were naughty a lot today, why do you think that is?Duncan: I'm being good now.Mommy: Yes, you're being really good now, that

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Miss Dizzle-licious had her 4 month checkup today. 15lbs 9oz and 27 inches tall - off the charts for height and average for weight. Good job growing, little one!

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Last night, we busted out a bunch of teethers for Little Miss Dizzle, as she's started gnawing peoples digits off recently. Duncan immediately took possession of a few and started sticking them in his mouth too. Here is the conversation that resulted:Me: Duncan, please don't put those in your mouth. Him: But I want to play with them too!Me: You can play with the ones she's not using, but please

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Ivy must be reading the same baby books as I am. Her sleep had regressed back to newborn stage (i.e. up every 2 hours) for the past 4 days or so. When I was able to think clearly through the fog, I was wondering if perhaps she was on the verge tackling a new skill, as sleep disruptions are common at that time. This is what she did all day yesterday:And last night, she woke only twice, and

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A couple good ones from the weekend that I had to share.*******************************************************Upon seeing 4 or 5 large birds fly overhead:"Mommy look! It's a school of eagles!"*******************************************************Walks up to me with slimy-looking wet stuff all over his face.Me: "Is that snot all over your face?"Him:"No, it's lick!" - proceeds to furiously lick

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Dear Ivy,Today marks the end of the first quarter of the first year of your life. You've been with us for only three short months, and forever. How is it that there was a time when you were not here? You slipped into the spaces between the three of us and easily claimed a fourth spot, and it is as if that space had always been there, waiting to be filled.There is so much about these past

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Duncan said this morning:"When I fill up my chart with stickers, then I can wear diapers and Pull-Ups again?"

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Our little man has been getting short shrift here in blogland I am afraid. The lack of Duncan-specific posts does not mean his life is quiet or lacking in interesting things.In a sudden burst, about 2 weeks ago, Duncan has become very interested in sounding out the letters that start words. He started asking "Whats ballon begin with?" "Whats pen begin with?" constantly about everything he saw.

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This has never happened before. I am trying not to let myself fantasize about it ever happening again. Sshhhhhh.

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We had a whole host of nicknames for Duncan when he was a baby. So many, that I cannot even remember them all. I remember Professor Poo was one for a while, and I know we had more, but they are now lost in the fog of time. They all seemed to condense into Pumpkin, or really "Punkin" the way we say it, and we still call him that regularly, as well as the short version "Punk". And sometimes I call

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Ivy got to go visiting yesterday with Cousin Andrew. Grandmom Holland and Oma and Opa baby minded while Maureen and I caught a flick. (The Queen, which was excellent!)Hey buddy, long time no see:Generations:Oh, and we have a new diaper-changing song. Feel free to borrow it for your own diaper changes:Fresh pants for Ivy,Fresh pants for you!Fresh pants for Ivy,Ones that don't have poo!

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Little Mr. Duncan at 6 weeks:Little Miss Ivy at 6 weeks:

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For a few years before I came to the place where I consider my big brother a great friend, I considered him to be the bane of my existence. But when we were small, before he became my antagonist and then my friend, he was my idol. I wanted to do everything he did, I played with all his toys, loved the same music and TV shows, and followed him around everywhere. I have a distinct memory of when

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Someone was very happy to see some snow yesterday.

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One of Ivy's super powers appears to be that she is part wolf. Apart from all her animal-like vocalizations, she has one ear that has a surprising amount of hair on it. This trait is not common among the Oslers, so I had been wondering if this was a hidden Michaud characteristic that hadn't manifested itself in our firstborn.The mystery was solved this weekend while we were celebrating the

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While I was busy gestating, I kept thinking how cool it would be to have this little baby to carry around who would feel light as a feather. After all, I still regularly tote the near-40-pounds of Duncan around, at least for short distances. He is frequently cuddled in my lap for a story or for general comfort after some 3 year old disaster has brought him to tears.However, I have been

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Little Ivy Joanne arrived on 12/5 at 11:40am., weighing 9lbs and measuring 21 inches. It was a quick labor and I almost couldn't believe "that was it" once it was done. She nurses like she'd read a book on it while she waited to arrive, my milk came in just 2 days after her birth, and she has gained back to her birth weight after just 4 days. To say the first few days with her have been

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40 weeks, 4 daysDuncan had "predicted" yesterday as the day, I guess he's not psychic. I really had a vibe that Thanksgiving Day was to be it.Now I'm really thinking she's waiting for a December birthday.Part of me is hoping that just the act of posting this will spur her to prove me wrong (I'm absolutely *certain* she will be her mother's daughter)

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Pumpkins:What Duncan looks like in his imagination:What he looks like really:

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Now, I've only been at this parenting gig for a little more than 3 years, but I like to believe that I've become pretty good at it. Friday found me making myself a little lunch, while Duncan played happily and idependantly on the living room floor with some toys and books. He was so content, that I slipped into the dining room with my repast to read some blogs while I munched. At some point, a

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A very exciting weekend for Duncan, with a neighboring town's "Truck Day" to attend. We took him to this 2 years ago when he was perhaps a tad too young to really enjoy it (and we somehow missed it last year). Interestingly, he had zero interest in anything but big yellow contruction trucks and large cranes - completely ignored and was apathetic to the host of firetrucks, Coast Guard vehicles

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Thats how I've been feeling, and I feel like I owe a post here. We've been busy with baby-prep and life in general. Here are a few photos to tide you over til I can get my thoughts together for a post. Giving the Baby some Love:Celebrating the Arrival of a true Big Boy Bed:Just because I love this photo:

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of the teenager to come:In his ever expanding quest to do things "all by myself", Duncan has taken to scrounging the fridge for food. He can reliably extract the gallon milk jug and the chocolate syrup, as well as the bagels and cream cheese, place them on the counter top and holler "I want to make some chocolate milk/bagel and cream cheese!" Either that or drag both items to where you are

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From http://www.nataliedee.com/

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As a sort of milestone gift for starting new school, we got Duncan a pre-school sized backpack with his name on it from LLBean. He is so, so, so proud of it - had to show each and every one of his teachers when he first wore it to school, and really enjoys putting his papers (drawings) in it at the end of the day when we pick him up. And on a completely different subject, I have really been

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Today marks Duncan's 6th day "all by himself" at his new school. As expected, it has been challenging for him to adjust to new teachers, new classmates, a new routine. He is taking the challenges in stride, and I am so proud of him - I know he has been, at any given moment, excited, scared, confused, feeling lost, enthusiastic - a whole jumble of conflicting feelings that would be hard for me

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I was laying on the playroom floor with Duncan last night, and the baby started kicking heartily - easily felt from the outside. I said to Duncan "If you put your hand right here, you might be able to feel the baby kicking in my belly". He looked up from his toys with awe, "You have baby chickens in your belly?"

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Dear Duncan,You are three today. How did that happen? As we were waking up this morning (really, as I was waking up, you had been bouncing all over the bed, poking me and climbing on me for a good hour), I pulled you onto my lap and told you "Happy Birthday!" A big smile crossed your face, as you know we're having a little party tonight, and you will get to see your Oma and Opa and Uncle Jay

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So I'm pretty sure that all 6 of you who read this know that we are expecting a sibling for Duncan this November. While pregnant with Duncan, we had the fun of getting an early ultrasound around 9 weeks. This first visualization of our child-to-be was immediately dubbed "Smudge", and Smudge he remained to all who referred to him - so much so that I was quite worried that he would be called

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We're headed out to Pogue for the 1st time this season tomorrow. I guess Dan and I were talking too much about it this past weekend, as Duncan was very upset to have to go to school on Tuesday, asking "Cape Pogue, Cape Pogue?". He doesn't really have a terrific sense of passing time, days of the week or things like that yet, so we found a good milestone to count - sleeps. So on Monday, I was

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I've been meaning to share with you all that Duncan has developed some superpowers over the past month or so. Behold the "Pa-CHEW!" Hands:He also has "Stompy Feet" and "Big Sharp Claws", but those are a little harder to photograph in action. He is planning on joining the Teen Titans in their continuous battle with The Brotherhood of Evil.Edited to Add: I just showed Duncan this photo, and now

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There is a tower on top of a large hill that Duncan and I drive by each day on our way to and from work/school. It is part of the Middlesex Fells Reservation. Duncan has been asking to "climb the mountain" and go see the tower for a couple weeks since he recently noticed it. Dan took my all-day absence at the dyeing workshop this past Sunday as an opportunity to fulfill that promise. He and

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We appear to be weaned. Duncan has not nursed since Monday morning. Bittersweet, but mostly sweet. He is becoming such an independant boy - trying to do many things "all by my myself" and not needing cuddles and hugs as much. Also wiping kisses off his cheeks! It is very rewarding and makes me feel like I'm doing a good job, and also makes me feel like time is just flying by.

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Pretty much the only pets we can have right now:

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We caught a bit of the Cartoon Network's hour-long afternoon run of old Tom & Jerry cartoons sometime last week, and much to my surprise it has become and instant favorite.Duncan just laughs and laughs and giggles uncontrollably throughout. I have never seen him find a TV show so funny. Its a shame there are no more Bugs Bunny/Looney Toons on anymore (if you know different, please let me know)

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Duncan is almost done nursing, I think. We had been steady at two nursings a day, one before bed and then 1st thing in the morning, for quite some time now. Over the last month he has dropped the bedtime nursing, and happily and easily lies down in bed and falls asleep on his own.The morning nursing is purely habit now, I'm convinced. I don't think I have any milk left now that the nighttime

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More than anything, having a child has made me realize just how much of who we are is completely hard-coded from the outset. That said, I'm still up in the air about this conversation that happened yesterday.Scene: our living room, Dan is assembling a small storage bin to help ease the chaos of the playroom. Duncan is watching patiently, with Erin hovering nearby run defense for Dan.Duncan: (

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from Duncan's daily update sheet at daycare yesterday:"Duncan had a good morning. He was very happy, he enjoyed reading stories, playing in the sensory table. He loved the playdough (he made silly comments about it looking like poo). Great circle time. "

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