Captain of the Orange team, Sam first picks her father. Good choice. He’s fast and skilled. Plus he’s her father. But she’ll pick her old lady second, right? Nope. Not third or fourth either. Alas, she knows MY level of soccer skill all too well. I eventually donned a white jersey when someone else’s kid picked me. I …

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Sam: “Mom, there are enough crumbs under my chair to build a small army.”

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Our homeschooling group went apple picking today at Henley’s Orchard in White Hall, Virginia. Tasty.

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Looks like we were about to have a board room meeting, but no, it’s a new year for French Club, now meeting weekly at the downtown library. It’s looks so calm here, doesn’t it? I was trop occupée to take any pictures of the ensuing mayhem.

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They had quite a few customers. And thanks to generous tips (and an aggressive marketing campaign, which consisted of riding a tricycle up and down the sidewalk yelling “Fresh Squeezed Lemonade!”) they each came away with $1.26.

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We did manage some old-fashioned fun at Sam’s birthday party today, despite temperatures in the high 80s. Sack races were a big hit. So was tug of war, until the casualties (mostly elbows in faces, I think) grew too high for parental comfort (I think the kids would have kept going). Best thing of all for Sam: she got …

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Aw, yeah. We have dried corn cobs for making dolls tomorrow at Sam’s birthday party. Maybe only two kids will make dolls. Probably the boys will turn them into guns or projectiles of some sort, but that’s okay. I dried my own corn cobs! The corn soup I made from the corn was pretty good, too.

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Grand-mère gave Sam her old dollhouse for her birthday yesterday. She estimates that it’s from the 1940s and the style of dress of the dolls and the accompanying furniture definitely supports that estimate. Check out the ash trays!

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