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Dress Form

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Several people have given me the same advice for packing to move...eliminate, eliminate, eliminate.

I agree. I just think it's so much more fun to acquire stuff.

I bought this last month at a darling vintagy store in Redlands. I justified the purchase by calling it my "birthday present," although by then I'm pretty sure that excuse had run its course.

When I brought it home, Jack said something like, "Oh Kate! Wow!" (Which I've learned is what dutiful husbands say when they're thinking, "What on earth?")

It's a dress form. And I had to have it.

I understand Jack's confusion at the time (and, admit it, yours right now), as he was not yet able to catch the vision.

I didn't want the dress form, I explained to him. I needed the dress form. To store the girls' hairbows.

So cute, huh?? I think it will look darling. Sitting inside its U-haul box.

You should give him liquor

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This is my to-do list from last week, straight from my Franklin Covey:

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To Do:

swimming lessons a hair appointment a upload photos a order Cal’s birth certificate a finish/ship bows a start packing a primary meeting a birthday thank yous a maritime museum w/ Lee a PAC meeting refreshments a return library books a call Natalie a plan picnic a book Jack’s flight a cake contest a finish sharing time a schedule visiting teaching


This is my to-do list from this week:


To Do:





Cal is teething.

I cut the video to 6 seconds (you're welcome). If you're interested in a more realistic glimpse of my week you can play it on repeat. All day. On full volume. At night, download it onto your iPod and program the alarm to wake you to it about every 3 hours.

Poor little boy. And boy, am I tired.

A man at the Cotsco food court asked me if he was teething. When I said yes, he said, "You should give him liquor."

I was about to crack a lame joke ("someone should give his mommy liquor"), but was afraid he might actually take me up on it. To be honest, I think the guy might have been "teething" himself.

Still, he had good intentions. I just prefer infant remedies that don't involve me getting carded...Suggestions?

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After six beautiful years in Santa Barbara, we are down to just nine weeks left.

This has meant a little bit of crying, and a whole lotta this
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5

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Today our oldest turns five.

I once heard someone say that raising children is like making pancakes. You kind of mess up the first one before you get it right. If that’s true, then Jolie has endured our rookie mistakes beautifully. It also doesn’t explain the time I thought it would be funny to hold Leah, our second, upside down, and I accidentally dropped her on her head.

Today, much to celebrate. Five years, three delicious pancakes, Happy Birthday to...





3. n. One who prides herself in being the oldest child. Jolie’s favorite shirt is one that says 'Big Sister.' When putting it on recently, we overheard her saying, “Sooooorry Leah. They don’t make shirts that say ‘Medium Sister.’

4. adj. An avid vocalist with an eclectic taste in music. Our nickname for Jolie is "iPod Shuffle,” because you never know what song is coming next. It's not unusual to hear her belt out “We Thank Thee O God for a Prophet,” followed immediately by “Girl Put your Records On.”

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