2009 Year in Pictures: September-December
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September did not skip on the romance. Chup and I were caught with matching fever blisters. And I was gifted the long dark night of first trimester morning sickness. They do say that romance leads to these sorts of things. We were warned.
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October was ushered in by the Beelsey Hayride and Pumpkin Pick. It was on this fateful night The Chief informed us that he intended to be a tractor driver in his adult years. A personal goal he has stayed faithful to, I might add, as his first words included "cruck" a mixture of car, truck and tractor. You know what they say, "simplify simplify simplify!"
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For some reason, November is always a slow month for photo-taking at our house. Please then, enjoy this picture of us in Times Square New York taken by an offering fellow-tourist with Chup's iPhone (aka our sister-wife). Only seconds before this was snapped by the kind stranger, Chup whispered down to me, "If he starts running off with my phone, I am giving The Chief to you and taking off after him." Chup is serious about his relationship with his iPhone (aka our sister wife) (did I already say that?)
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What ho December? What have we here? It is the Kendrick family hovered around the piano at the Clark family Christmas party. Our son had just finished off a rousing wrestling match with his boy cousins which required us to take his outer clothes off. Nothing says Merry Christmas like a slam to the rib . . . Clark-boy style.
By-the-way, you might be intrigued to know that The Chief is now a happy owner of a white-and-orange cat. Perfect temperament with minor shedding. We'll be sure to properly introduce you soon enough.
Tomorrow I will be gathering up a short list of posts I wrote in 2009, the ones I am not too embarrassed to have typed. Then merciful enough, I will be done with my review of this great-and-last year of this decade.