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Sophie is definitely a retriever. Claire loves to throw balls, toys, etc. for Sophie to retrieve. Recently, Sophie figured out how to climb up Claire's slide. Granted, we don't allow Claire to climb up her slide, but Chris thinks it is okay for Sophie to do so. So...our evenings of playing outside look a little like this:




I received an early Mother's Day gift with a bit of encouragement. Chris said it is for my birthday as well, but I think there must be some rule that it cannot count as a birthday gift if given more than 45 days before the big event. Hence, it is a Mother's Day gift. Anyway, I got the new Flip video camera. We already have a small camcorder, but it is rather inconvenient to pull out for short random tapings. The Flip on the other hand, is awesome. It is the size of a cell phone and has a USB drive built in so I just plug it directly into my laptop. Love it! It even came with software to transfer the files, which happens much more quickly than with our other camera. I can't wait to use it more and more.

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Anonymous said…
Yeah,
Thanks for the video..Claire is so cute..Sophie is freakin huge. You should put Claire on her back for a ride! We are sad you will not be at Lisa's party--wont be the same without you! Who will I have to make fun of Lisa with? Just kidding Lisa!

Love ya,
Jessica
Anonymous said…
15 days!!!!! Sleep now or forever hold your peace!

Love ya, Jessica
Kara said…
Thanks for the reminder. I was just giving Chris this same reminder yesterday, although he claims that our lives are constantly changing, so it will be fine. Always the optimist!
Anonymous said…
Very cool gift.....it's my birthday on Mon. this would be a great hint for Kevin....Only a little longer til baby!!
Nicole
Kara said…
Nicole,
I know. Subtle hints are so effective sometimes. Ok, who am I kidding, there are no subtleties with me. Anyway, the camera is awesome. I highly recommend it and it isn't even that badly priced. 3 more days for you, my dear.

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