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Hi. I'm Amanda...a happy wife and mom to three awesome guys. We've lived here in Fort Collins for more than 20 years and are proud to call it home. Before moving to CO, I worked at a city attorney's office, making use of my law and Master's degrees from Duke. After settling in Fort Collins, I homeschooled my three (now teenage and older) sons and was delighted to experience music classes, soccer, karate, swim team, archery, Science Olympiad, First Lego League, parkour, and climbing (not all at the same time!). From 2005-10, I was also a contributing editor for a national scrapbooking magazine, authoring a book and a couple of monthly columns. From 2009-10, I founded and ran the Good Grief Blog. I enjoy learning new things, spending time with my family, volunteering with The Matthews House, traveling and indoor rock climbing.

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Saturday
Aug232008

Don't touch the llama!!

I'm sure you've all played those games as a kid where you try to avoid stepping on the floor because it's hot lava, right? Well, yesterday the boys were playing something along those lines and suddenly I hear this mantra from the family room...Micah shouting, "Don't touch the llama! Don't touch the llama!!" I tell you, the other boys and I just about busted up. After I finally stopped laughing, I did try to explain to Micah what a *llama* is and how that's different from *lava* but he didn't really get it and I didn't push...it's just too adorable. :)

As further evidence of Micah's hilarity, later that night he kept trying to get me to hold Noah's soccer ball...insisting that it was my present and I couldn't put it down. Since I didn't really want to hold the ball and was trying to do something else, I politely thanked him for the present but explained that the poor soccer ball was afraid of heights and wanted to be on the ground. (Yes, I do things like this from time to time...completely make things up like that.) Micah, latching on to this idea, allowed me finally to put the ball down but then started making the ball "talk" and ask to be in my lap again. Upon putting it in my lap, though, he lifted the ball out quickly and exclaimed, "No, no, I'm afraid of kites!" (speaking on behalf of the ball, obviously). Man, that kid cracks me up! 

PS. I've now added the September Album in a Year files here on my blog. Check the link over on the left. I think the new CK website has these most recent months but the archives are still spotty over there as they transition. In the meantime, they're all here for you. :)

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