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~ Capturing the context of contentment in everyday life ~

Every Thursday, here at Like Mother, Like Daughter!

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I will never tire of these views. Every time we head up Mt. Scott (to be clear: you drive to the top. We would not make it there so often/ever if we had to hike!) I fall in love with this place. Would you have expected Southwest Oklahoma to look like this? I certainly didn’t expect Southwest Oklahoma to look like this. But here it is, in all its glory!

Selfie on top of mountain, with baby. (You can see the one she “ruined” on my Instagram feed.)

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Molly turned two on Sunday! She was a little intimidated by all the singing, and needed a little help with her candles. Help which her big brother was more than willing to provide.

After cake and ice cream, the kids and their two little friends who had joined us to celebrate played a few rounds of “pin the stinger on the bee,” which was a hit. (Molly loves bees. Toads too, but I couldn’t figure out what we’d pin on the toad. A fly, maybe?) Our other party activities were “throw around all the balloons” and “ride bikes and play baseball outside.” And, of course, “eat.”

Simple thrills.

The scene the next morning. Did I take pretty pictures during the party? Of course not. How do moms throw parties, hold babies, and take pictures? My hat goes off to them.

All those balloons were the extent of our party decorations, though, because when Aunt Natasha sends a fabulously cute balloon party dress to the birthday girl, you overcome your party-throwing lameness and get some matching balloons.

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My brother-in-law spent a few nights here on his way back down to college in Dallas. He generously offered to make breakfast the morning he left, and I turned around to find him attempting to fry six thick slices of bacon in the tiny pan I’d left on the (messy, sorry) stove after scrambling Pippo’s egg earlier in the morning. (According to him, you can’t always count on the availability of more than one pan in a 20-something single man’s apartment, but he also didn’t want to cheat anyone out of his fair share of bacon.)

I laughed, took a picture, got him a pan of reasonable size, and then enjoyed a delicious breakfast.

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We’ve been plagued with sewer issues over the last few weeks, all the details of which I will not trouble you with, but suffice it to say that we were left in a precarious indoor-plumbing situation for several days at a time.

In our rural neighborhood, our sewer is handled by the homeowner’s association, and since the problem was in the main line, it was their responsibility. It was an interesting education on how these things can be handled at such a local level — one part experience, one part neighborliness, and one part Macgyver-like ingenuity.

And when they were all done (we are cautiously optimistic that the problem is resolved!) they hooked a fire hose up to the hydrant and flushed out all the pipes. Pretty exciting stuff!

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