Category: Parenting
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The Purple Scar

If anything can trump everything, we are pushed into punishment. My stomach twisted in fret like it did on the way up the first hill of the tallest roller coaster in the world When I was ten-years-old. I wasn’t ready to face that fear then, nor was I prepared to hear the Elementary School Principal’s…
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The 5 Fights Before 9.

Fight the fall into fear, failure, and doubt by giving up guilt in exchange for grace; fetching forgiveness for faults. I have kids. If I want to entertain the notion of a “quiet” time before the chaos erupts, my alarm can only beep a maximum number of three times. In the dark of dawn, I…
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The Crack

Joy cracks conformity. “Mom,” my seven-year old wept as she slunked against the cold window on the way home from school, “it happened again.” A chill stemmed from my heart to the heated steering wheel as I swiped the volume down. “Same person?” I pressed. “One stopped, but there’s still one more.” Kids are funny…
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The Heart Cloud

The habit of holding on prevents our stumble down the stairs, but falling is not failing. “Mmmmmmmmoooooommmmmmmm,” Brianne wailed, through broken breaths of crying…”Oooooowwwwwwweeeeee.” Happens at least once a week. One of them falls down the stairs, and I’m greeted by Brianne’s cry of shock, or Lo running to me out of breath and holding…
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The Hat

A joyful mascot can refresh the screen of chaos, and offer comfort in a state of limbo. “Tico Taco, ya ya ya-Tico Taco, ya ya ya!” The brief jaunt to school each dawn is consumed in chaos. Especially the day Tico Taco (our trusty plastic parrot car mascot) had just been ceremonially crowned with appropriate…
