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7:45pm November 29, 2005 ~ Marisa's 9 month stats

On 11/29/05:
Weight: 18 lbs 15 oz (50%)
Height: 27 3/4 inches (65%)
Head: 17 1/2 inches (65%
Growing big!

she's crawling and pulling up too!

she took her flu shot today like a trooper; she cried for a a couple of seconds and then was done.

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5:02pm September 4, 2005 ~ Marisa at 6 months

Marisa's 6 month stats (as of 29 August 2005):

Weight: 18 lbs 5 oz (90%) Height: 26 1/8 inches (65%) Head: 16 3/4 inches (50%)

she's a growing girl!

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3:22pm June 29, 2005 ~ Marisa's 4 month stats

Marisa at 4 months:
(6-28-05)
weight: 16 lbs 12 oz
height: 25 1/4 inches
head: 16 1/8 inches

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9:19am January 23, 2005 ~ kahler-ism

Kahler was playing with her Polly Pockets this morning, (she has a Par-tay bus and a horse stable) and I overheard this: Kahler: "Horsetown, get ready to shake a move!"

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11:40am July 29, 2004 ~ gifts from the universe ... like pie

from Caroline Knapp's Appetites:

УFor there is no unequivocal answer, no final resting place, no pinnacle reached, all appetites understood and sated at last. Instead, there are moments of contentment, moments of sudden alignment between body and mind and spirit, moments of feeling fed that arrive unexpectedly, like gifts from the universe. Those come in the simplest packages: in a look of love from the dog, a joke shared with a friend, a spark of affection here or understanding there. They come in the morning light, which hits the water just so as I set off to row; they come in a perfect meal, a perfect sentence, a touch, a glance. There are moments, which in the end may be the best you get in this life; flashes of satisfaction, glimmers and tastes of hop, fleeting moments that you have to relish and eat up like pie.Фа (Knapp, 2003, p. 192)

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2:04pm June 23, 2004 ~ choices

from Andrea Siegel's like the red panda:

Today in my mind I can actually see the way that every day is a chain of rules made up of completely random opposites, and there are even arbitrary ways of breaking those opposites down. I mean it's like this picture is floating around in my head (or a better way to describe it might be a chart) and the sheer number of branches on the chart is horrible. I can do this or this or this or this or this or this or this. And I know that a lot of people choose to see all those choices as proof of the great variety of life's path, but what's pretty obvious to me is that when there are so many paths, they all become weak and shaky. Which one stands out among the others? Last week I was supposed to smile at the man because it's polite to smile, and today I choose to be impolite. I don't think I'm any different for the choice. I don't thing there's any gratification in the choice. But what there is finally is some kind of satisfaction that comes with knowing that ending life is the last rung on the chart, and it's one that doesn't branch off in a thousand directions. And I don't have to pretend that it will, and honestly, that makes me a little calmer.

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3:08pm May 27, 2004 ~ good quote: paranoiac

"It's kind of a dark little life, she's found, being a paranoiac, but it's also not without its comforts--at least this way she's never alone, never insignificant, everlastingly secure in the knowledge that someone out there cares enough about her to give her life some consistency, to arrange it in some definite order, a coherent, comprehensible hell."

From Alex Shakar's The Savage Girl. (p. 206)

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7:52pm October 27, 2003 ~ fem/rhet bumper sticker

when we were in Columbus, Ohio, this weekend for the feminism(s) and rhetoric(s) conference, we visited a store called "Old Religion" and this was the bumper sticker i fell in love with and should have bought:

Born O.K.
the first time

if anyone is looking for a gift for me....

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4:05pm October 21, 2003 ~ wow!

"wow! I can't believe my eyes!" exclaimed Kahler upon returning home from school today and seeing the changes to the kitchen.

she sounds like she's 30 :)

we now have a window in the kitchen wall where the cabinets used to be. woo hoo!

i'm sure michael will post the pictures on onelane soon.

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2:00pm August 28, 2003 ~ wacky wacky

michael sent me this URL: wacky

sadly, i really really like it

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4:33pm August 5, 2003 ~ mmmmm

Kahler got a green sucker from the back today and promptly pronounced it "tree flavored"; i asked her what trees tasted like, but all she said was "mmm"

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9:20pm July 8, 2003 ~ bumper sticker, take two

an interesting counter-point to god-copilot-mountains bumper sticker, i spotted this on a church sign on the road near Jeff and Julie's house:
"If God is your co-pilot, swap seats!"
there's some comment to be made about the relative worth of pilots and co-pilots, and whether co-pilots are equal or less than, but i think i'm too tired to make it.

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9:16pm July 8, 2003 ~ presto chango

kahler was talking in the tub tonight about having water day today at school and asked me, out of the blue, "am I going to turn into a boy tonight?"

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8:46am May 22, 2003 ~ bumper sticker

another great bumper sticker, this one spotted on FL State Highway 54 between I-75 and Highway 19 N (on my way from The Villages to Palm Harbor):

God was my copilot but we crashed
in the mountains and I had to eat him

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9:35pm May 12, 2003 ~ at school today

While Kahler was in the tub tonight, I was asking her about her day at school:
Morgan: Which friends were at school today?

Kahler: Eric!

Morgan: did you play with Eric?

Kahler: No, he was getting in trouble

Morgan: Oh? What did he do?

Kahler: He threw my caterpillar away!

Morgan: Who else was at school today?

Kahler: Victoria! (then, in a little squeaky mouse voice) she keeps me safe...

i think Kahler has a crush on Eric--she's always making one of the baby possums be Eric and the other one is Kahler. very cute!

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9:13pm April 15, 2003 ~ stories from the bath

two things from Kahler's bath tonight :

first, she had an empty shampoo bottle that she wanted to "put a note in" so we found a dixie cup that we tore up to create "a note in a bottle." she had a lot of fun with it until she decided that she wanted the note out of the bottle. when we were unable to retrieve the note from the bottle, she tossed it overboard.

second, she turned over the pitcher i use to rinse her hair with and sat on it. then she said, "so how are you feeling today?" when i responded, "how are you feeling?" she said, "no, I' m on the stool. How are you feeling today?" I said, "Oh, my ear hurts." She said, " well, let's take a look..." we repeated the sequence several times.

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5:27pm April 14, 2003 ~ what's that mermaid doing?

As we were walking up the stairs this afternoon to go look for her missing pooh-rattle sock, Kahler and i had this conversation:

K: "what's that mermaid doing?
me: "what mermaid?"
K: "what's that mermaid in the ocean doing?"
me: "i don't know. what is she doing?" K: "she's putting cookies in the ocean."
me: "she's putting cookies in the ocean?"
K: "she's putting cookies in the ocean for the fish. they like cookies.""

we still haven't found the pooh-rattle sock, but we did find a stuffed Roo.

-- ---------------- Morgan Gresham morgan@newtopia.com

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