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Date:2009-07-04 01:12
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someone gave cage paints, brushes, and handmade canvases for his birthday. now i have this hanging in my already dark and scary hallway:



he calls it his "scarecrow".
now that side of the house is off-limits, as far as i'm concerned.

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Date:2009-06-30 16:11
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...OR we could just scrap those plans and rush him to the ER instead. Horray for birthday fractures!


my poor little buddy.

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Date:2009-06-29 22:53
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I'm taking Cage to the Hard Rock Cafe in Hollywood for his birthday dinner tomorrow. He's gonna feel like a proper 5 year old rockstar.
He's got summer camp tomorrow, so i got him an "it's my birthday!" button to wear on his field trip to "Scooter's Jungle" (an indoor party playground with bounce houses and slides and games). I decided to bake a billion owl cupcakes (from the book "Hello, Cupcake") for his fellow campers, so they could all celebrate together.
After Patrick and I put him to bed for the night, I ran out to do some last-minute present shopping. I picked out a few things he's been asking for (a whoopie cushion, a package of googly eyes, a pair of boots) and other boy-type things having to do with cars, capes, pirates, and rotten eggs.
Feel free to call my cell phone after 6pm tomorrow to wish him a happy birthday! He'd love to hear from everyone!

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Date:2009-06-29 08:53
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my son... is turning...... FIVE... tomorrow.. *passes out*

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Date:2009-06-23 20:52
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cage is enjoying summer camp. today was his second day there, and they took a field trip to "adventure city" (a tiny theme park with rides and a petting zoo).

i freaked out a bit, you know, because it was his first field trip.. someone else's van driving my child somewhere. someone else keeping track of 15 kids on a field trip, and i swore i would get a phone call sometime during the day saying that cage was lost or fell off a ride... oh man.

he's home in one piece, and had the time of his life.

tomorrow is "cowboy day", and cage and i have this problem. when there's a dress-up day, we don't say no. we belt out a hearty YES and we go all out. i headed over to the local thrift store hoping to pick up a few sweet duds (already had the bandana and the hat), and just as i walked in, i found the perfect pair of cage-sized black cowboy boots and a denim shirt. i sifted through the belts trying to find one with a big buckle that i could cut down to size, and just as i was doing that, a song came on the radio right above my head:

"Mamas, don't let your babies grow up to be cowboys."

Cowboys ain't easy to love and they're harder to hold.
They'd rather give you a song than diamonds or gold.
Lonestar belt buckles and old faded levis,
And each night begins a new day.
If you don't understand him, an' he don't die young,
He'll prob'ly just ride away.

i laughed, got a little choked up, ditched the belts, bought my treasures and ran.
cuz cowboy for a day ain't so bad.

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Date:2009-05-20 19:35
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tomorrow is "purple day" at preschool.
i signed up to bring a food.. of course.
purple pizzaCollapse )

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Date:2009-05-18 08:20
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the only thing better than finding cupcake in my hair 2 days later, is having you as a BFF.

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Date:2009-04-26 11:28
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i signed up on twitter because i have funny things to tell you (in 145 characters or less) at all times of the day whether you'd like to hear them or not.


how may i find YOU on twitter?

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Date:2009-02-16 10:00
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gaaaaaaaah.
cage and i were playing with my cell phone this morning and managed to delete all of my contacts..

can you please send them to me?

email: eatpeep@gmail.com

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