tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6378450001604002654.post7857533664849857852..comments2024-03-29T05:24:57.634-04:00Comments on House Unseen. Life Unscripted.: Simple Saturday- a link upDwija {House Unseen}http://www.blogger.com/profile/17887429052179249473noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6378450001604002654.post-75897642069701737682013-07-08T10:58:42.427-04:002013-07-08T10:58:42.427-04:00Why do so many 12-month-olds refuse to agree to wa...Why do so many 12-month-olds refuse to agree to walk? Mine made me lug him through 3 months of being extremely pregnant and then having a newborn before he started at 13.5 mos.Kathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09814098744738613953noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6378450001604002654.post-34151669175203689462013-07-07T14:10:21.751-04:002013-07-07T14:10:21.751-04:00"she could totally walk if she would just agr..."she could totally walk if she would just agree that she can walk."<br /><br />Uh, yes. That was my baby girl until she was past 14 mos old. She was perfect when walking holding onto someone's hands since 8 or 9 mos, but refused to let go to do it herself and would sit down and cry if we extricated our fingers from her crazy monkey grasp. I swear, she practiced in secret so that no one would make fun of her, because one day she just started almost running around. Go figure. I have a theory she's doing the same thing with speaking and will go from nonsense babble to full sentences overnight.<br /><br />Those berries look scrumptious...<br /><br />-DorothyDorothyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00563218723690810959noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6378450001604002654.post-42767057353006277992013-07-07T10:52:56.232-04:002013-07-07T10:52:56.232-04:00I love finding new Mitten folk! Thanks :)I love finding new Mitten folk! Thanks :)Jenna@CallHerHappyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05587606918705423050noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6378450001604002654.post-64868431423805649112013-07-07T10:27:28.864-04:002013-07-07T10:27:28.864-04:00Jake always spikes our Mary's hair up the same...Jake always spikes our Mary's hair up the same way when it gets wet. :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6378450001604002654.post-20837553804006010672013-07-06T16:39:25.179-04:002013-07-06T16:39:25.179-04:00haha, my DS is about one year old and would defini...haha, my DS is about one year old and would definitively walk by himself - if he could agree he can. he keeps cruising along furniture, and across spaces that end onto furniture. Why is he still holding? i don`t know. My nephew started walking holding to... his own shirt!Mari Marihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06651470437337280666noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6378450001604002654.post-85108939272864293662013-07-06T13:16:57.707-04:002013-07-06T13:16:57.707-04:00I love me a good link up, ya know. Hope to post la...I love me a good link up, ya know. Hope to post later because Saturday really should just be kept simple. Love this idea! :) Great photos, Dwija!Sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16604810218733272554noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6378450001604002654.post-50492074025281592882013-07-06T13:02:24.618-04:002013-07-06T13:02:24.618-04:00I love your photos!! I would love to link up, but ...I love your photos!! I would love to link up, but the only thing I've seen around here are 5 boys scratching mosquito bites non-stop, and that just aint photo-worthy!! Maybe next time!Sole Searching Mamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11791024176229050045noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6378450001604002654.post-13943902866204832852013-07-06T10:37:38.201-04:002013-07-06T10:37:38.201-04:00Love these photos, Dweeja!Love these photos, Dweeja!Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15450539559082736534noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6378450001604002654.post-50476336097569166752013-07-06T09:51:10.376-04:002013-07-06T09:51:10.376-04:00Thanks so much for hosting this, Mamma Dweej! Bea...Thanks so much for hosting this, Mamma Dweej! Beautiful pictures, as always. And now I'm drooling over the black rasberries... thanks a LOT. ;)<br /><br />~ Country Girl's DaybookIrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13937228257232335139noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6378450001604002654.post-82076654200156429392013-07-06T09:28:35.749-04:002013-07-06T09:28:35.749-04:00Ooh I made delicious black raspberry jam from our ...Ooh I made delicious black raspberry jam from our b. raspberry bush! It goes great on chocolate guinness cake!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17904858990740505588noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6378450001604002654.post-80776520666284475572013-07-06T08:59:46.376-04:002013-07-06T08:59:46.376-04:00Look at Miss Mary all walking and stuff! I can'...Look at Miss Mary all walking and stuff! I can't believe how big she is.Melanie Bettinellihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12557248434888642114noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6378450001604002654.post-40720631110888862322013-07-06T08:55:36.158-04:002013-07-06T08:55:36.158-04:00Things you're grateful for, huh? That's an...Things you're grateful for, huh? That's an awesome idea (currently on week 5 of Ten Things of Thankful hop) ;) Loved the 'hot mess, tropical' picLizzihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17480448062269641320noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6378450001604002654.post-78096131221603933552013-07-06T08:31:36.114-04:002013-07-06T08:31:36.114-04:00Nuthin' says "Bad to the Bone" like ...Nuthin' says "Bad to the Bone" like a pink tea cup. Well played, Darlin', well played. Katherinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01113818823824140462noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6378450001604002654.post-80115315464956930132013-07-06T08:09:48.281-04:002013-07-06T08:09:48.281-04:00Thanks for your recent follow on Instagram {@littl...Thanks for your recent follow on Instagram {@littleflower219}! It's been fun seeing your pictures in my feed too :)<br /><br />Beautiful pictures! God bless you!Sarah Thérèsehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12646738793836238694noreply@blogger.com