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the Lorpi files: July 2011
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Friday, July 08, 2011. Thomas’ birth story. Read at your own risk. Since Sofia’s was in the blog, I will subject you to Thomas’ also. In case it’s not your cup of tea, here’s a photo of me seeing him for the first time and then you can skip the rest of this post. I have no earthly idea what I’m wearing). Go to bed, text him a few hours later that I feel fine, go ahead and tip a few back, who knows how many more nights he’ll have that option. After what still seems like forever, the baby is born! That's K...
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the Lorpi files: March 2012
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Wednesday, March 21, 2012. You know it's been a while since you last wrote a blog post when you can't even remember the address for it. Also, this blog is a victim of too much technology. The apparatus I'm posting on is both uncooperative and hard to upload photos to currently, so this is just words on a screen. I know t's my job to think he's cute, but I was vindicated when he doctor even said he wins the cutest baby of the week-at least- award. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). That's Korpi and Law, not so c...
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the Lorpi files: Thomas’ birth story
http://orsportgirl.blogspot.com/2011/07/thomas-birth-story.html
Friday, July 08, 2011. Thomas’ birth story. Read at your own risk. Since Sofia’s was in the blog, I will subject you to Thomas’ also. In case it’s not your cup of tea, here’s a photo of me seeing him for the first time and then you can skip the rest of this post. I have no earthly idea what I’m wearing). Go to bed, text him a few hours later that I feel fine, go ahead and tip a few back, who knows how many more nights he’ll have that option. After what still seems like forever, the baby is born! Congrats...
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the Lorpi files: May 2012
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Monday, May 14, 2012. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). That's Korpi and Law, not so cleverly combined. This won't be the most clever, nor humorous blog you'll ever read. Heck, you'll be lucky if it's even remotely up to date. But, you'll get to see photos and read the life changing updates on spit-up and the like. For those of you far away, that's what really matters. View my complete profile. Follow me on Twitter. The Spohrs Are Multiplying. Spellcheck is a bit of an asshole. Little Blog In The Big Woods.
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the Lorpi files: July 2010
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Friday, July 09, 2010. The time was right for an adventure! It was hot here-so I booked the last acceptable camp spot on the Oregon coast. The forecast there was for 61 and foggy. A welcome relief from 97 and sunny. And then, we went to the ocean. We’d been using the draw of the ocean for the last hour of the drive, so it had some big billing to live up to. And there it was! Once we got through that, we went back down to the ocean. We learned how to make sand castles. Or more accurately, lumps of sand).
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the Lorpi files: December 2010
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Sunday, December 05, 2010. The cutting o’the tree. It was Sunday and it wasn’t raining. Perfect conditions to go on the hunt for the annual Lorpi Christmas Tree. Since Little S was in utero, we’ve been going to a great U-cut place in Oregon City. Trees! Boy, that’s going to be hard to explain someday). So, we then had to tell her to find one as tall as Daddy. But, we found her one her size to hold with her as we walked. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). That's Korpi and Law, not so cleverly combined. This ...
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the Lorpi files: New Year's Eve
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Saturday, December 31, 2011. January 2, 2012 at 12:38:00 PM PST. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). That's Korpi and Law, not so cleverly combined. This won't be the most clever, nor humorous blog you'll ever read. Heck, you'll be lucky if it's even remotely up to date. But, you'll get to see photos and read the life changing updates on spit-up and the like. For those of you far away, that's what really matters. View my complete profile. Follow me on Twitter. The Spohrs Are Multiplying. BECAUSE I SAID SO.
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the Lorpi files: 9 months
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Wednesday, March 21, 2012. You know it's been a while since you last wrote a blog post when you can't even remember the address for it. Also, this blog is a victim of too much technology. The apparatus I'm posting on is both uncooperative and hard to upload photos to currently, so this is just words on a screen. I know t's my job to think he's cute, but I was vindicated when he doctor even said he wins the cutest baby of the week-at least- award. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). That's Korpi and Law, ...
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the Lorpi files: The cutting o’the tree
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Sunday, December 05, 2010. The cutting o’the tree. It was Sunday and it wasn’t raining. Perfect conditions to go on the hunt for the annual Lorpi Christmas Tree. Since Little S was in utero, we’ve been going to a great U-cut place in Oregon City. Trees! Boy, that’s going to be hard to explain someday). So, we then had to tell her to find one as tall as Daddy. But, we found her one her size to hold with her as we walked. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). That's Korpi and Law, not so cleverly combined...
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the Lorpi files: May 2010
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Thursday, May 27, 2010. Embarrassingly late birthday post. Better late than never? A balance bike for her birthday. It’s still a little big for her, but she likes to ride it with us holding her. She does get a little confused and ask pedals? A book and bubbles. Golf clubs (she always loves to watch the golfers when we run by the golf course). She uses the clubs a little like pool cues, but she makes contact with the club heads to the ball. Then she hides everything under the couch. And Bob the Builder!
