Tag: la petite
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le baptême
{a fairy tale christening} I have failed you my friends. La Petite was christened and I was without a camera to capture all of The LPV goodness (and trust me, there was loads) so I will do my utmost to describe it as best as I can. By the way, me not having my camera…
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birthday blowout
It’s been almost two weeks already since The Husband turned thirty and we celebrated in the most obvious fashion… with a barbecue (of course we did) at Papa’s house. {La Petite and her Papi} But it wasn’t just any old normal LPV barbecue… Aidan brought bacon wrapped jalapeños stuffed with cream cheese and some Ranch…
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le porcelet
Here’s a little story about a not so fun time had by yours truly, because it’s not always all sunshine and lollipops here in The LPV you know. Picture this… I was in the car with The Husband and Gatz, headed down to Toulon, a tad cranky about not moving (yeah, it was that trip)…
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how La Petite celebrates
La Petite celebrated her first birthday last weekend with a fabulous new pair of shoes (floral… very Spring 2012), some playtime with a new toy, and having her cake and eating it too (she is the birthday girl after all). But since no party is complete without a little dancing, La Petite knows there is no…
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one year of sweetness
La Petite came into this world at the perfect time for me; she was born the day after my father passed away. Returning to Le Petit Village after my father’s funeral to this sweet little bundle definitely helped the healing process and reminded me that life is a circle that keeps on spinning. Happy birthday baby…
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still a little icky
Have you ever rushed being sick thinking that if you act all normal and better, then you’ll feel all normal and better? I have. That’s what I did this weekend, because I’m super clever. I oh so wisely told myself that my virus was gone and I headed out for the day. Stupid girl. By…
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a spoonful of sugar
{supercalifragilisticexpialidocious} Looks like Ruby (aka Prince Phillip) has taken over babysitting duties for La Petite. He’s like a male (and a dog, duh) version of Mary Poppins. All impeccable manners, and benevolent dictatorship rolled into one. If La Petite ends up speaking with a BBC English accent, color me, ‘not surprised’. bisou
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Last Saturday
First of all, I need to begin this post with an announcement, one that I’ve been dreading to make. All of you ladies may want to sit down.(and please, try to remain calm and resist the urge to riot). Honey Jr has a girlfriend. There, I said it. That’s her. Try not to hate her,…
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The Husband's Birthday: Episode 2
The day after The Husband’s birthday, or the calm before the storm, as I like to call it, we were all about relaxing. I knew that the BBQ I was throwing (with the aid of mon petit helper, Honey Jr) would be a doozy and a quiet night was in order. And it was quiet, until…
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what i've been up to
{my moment of zen} Normally I’m here more than this, and I know this, but I’m still not quite ‘me’ yet. I really want to be though, both ‘me’ and ‘here’. And I’m happy to report that yesterday morning was the first time I woke up at 6 a.m., a ‘me’ time. Since being back, I’ve…
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