Month: January 2012
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The Remote Control
Apparently more fascinating than any toy money can buy ….it’s the remote control. In particular, my remote control. The one I grab groggily in the morning to catch the Today Show …oh, who am I kidding with my pre-parent nostalgia …the Disney Channel. Adjusting to my new normal, the morning person I’ve always been is now…
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Daddy’s Work.
What is it about ‘Daddy’s Work’ that is so fascinating to a child? I remember conjuring up images of where my Dad worked, as a kid. When I finally went there with him for his retirement send off, it looked nothing like what I’d imagined. But as a kid, you have to visualize them somewhere,…
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“I don’t want it!”
Ahhhh…the joy of newly found vocabulary to a one year old. Not knowing the correct context to use new phrasing in all the time does not seem to stop them saying it non-stop from dawn till dusk. Lo, the resident one-year-old, has taken to the phrase, “I don’t want it.” In true toddler fashion, she…
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Babbling Lo…
I’m a huge babbler, fully aware that I talk way to much…most of the time at a volume uncomfortable to most…and have to consciously stop myself from interrupting people because my brain interjects with conversational jargon to the max. My laugh was and still remains to be how most know, or remember, me by…or how…
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The Dawg Pound.
I’m a Browns fan. Thankfully I”m a distance runner and have a natural appetite for pain and discomfort…otherwise, I don’t know if I’d have the guts and stamina it takes to stick it out as a life-long Browns fan. It takes a different breed to handle all the disappointing seasons…and absent-someone stole our team seasons……
Sunny&80 