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Monticello
Raised in a small South Dakota mining town where he learned the value of a sturdy pickaxe and native tubers, Scott is a man's man who knows the meaning of the word testosterone. Apart from devouring freshly slain beasts of the forest, Scott enjoys sharpening his tools, lifting heavy objects, and throwing a ball at a hoop suspended ten feet off of the ground. He also enjoys Romantic Era poetry and Italian cooking.
Gird up your metaphorical loins kids, this blog will change your life... forever.
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Monticello
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"It is a great thing to have a teacher who makes it a rule of life never to tell things that can be found out unaided." - Charlotte Mason
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Rebekah
Sometimes life in Yugoslavia just isn't the slice of cherry pie that Hollywood paints it to be. Just ask Rebekah Neuner. What with the "annoying" bread lines, generally "oppressive" background music, and constant threat "of" attack from Arctic Wolves, Rebekah learned early on not to take the simple pleasures of life for granted. As one who lived without electricity for the first thirty two years of her life, Rebekah has always felt a natural affinity for wild creatures, particularly the native Yugoslavian Yak which provided her with bounteous stores of frothy milk, body lotion, and trendy fur hats during the dark northern winters. Since her arrival in America as a stowaway aboard a cargo ship several years ago, Rebekah has been steadily progressing in her knowledge of the English language, though she still has difficulty pronouncing geographically related words such as archipelago, isthmus, and fjord.
Scott
Raised in a small South Dakota mining town where he learned the value of a sturdy pickaxe and native tubers, Scott is a man's man who knows the meaning of the word testosterone. Apart from devouring freshly slain beasts of the forest, Scott enjoys sharpening his tools, lifting heavy objects, and throwing a ball at a hoop suspended ten feet off of the ground. He also enjoys Romantic Era poetry and Italian cooking.
Eve
On Saturday, Eve ate through one piece of chocolate cake, one ice cream cone, one pickle, one slice of Swiss cheese, one slice of salami, one lollipop, one piece of cherry pie, one sausage, one cupcake, and one slice of watermelon. She should be turning into a beautiful butterfly any day now.
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December
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- I have no need of spoons
- Contemplating Squash
- A budding Jackson Pollack
- Uuuummm Mess!
- Fascinating
- Must Touch Water
- Christmas Spirit is My Excuse
- We're being watched
- Good thing Christmas elves are tough
- Nice Profile
- St. Nicholas Day
- Whacking Shiny Tree
- Yelling While Whacking
- Too Far Away!
- I Love Christmas!
- GRANOLA
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We have friends
- A Little Piece of Texas (Rebekah's sister)
- arizona curled up with california
- Colby and Rachel
- deLEARious
- Life as the Parents of ...
- Marty and Ilona's Place
- Melissa Esplin
- Mike and Traci Walsh
- Rick and Vanessa (Rebekah's Bro)
- Seattle 3rd Ward Relief Society Literacy Bloggers
- Seattle Life - The Takae Family
- The Bhams
- The Ditto Family
- The Seattle Post
- Troy and Nancee
- Walker Family (Rebekah's Mom's Family)
- Whitney Hunsaker
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