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Ode To My Parents.
My parents actually are the best. They’ve stuck with each other through 33 years of marriage, and stuck by me and my siblings our entire lives. I’m lucky, because I get to hang with my parents a lot. We live in the same little lake town, and appreciate a lot of the same things in…
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The ‘For Sale’ Sign.
It’s planted in our front yard, in all it’s surreal glory. One more bathroom, and moving most likely would’ve been replaced with talks of a boat instead. Like most families, we’ve put in a lot of work into our little pad…but it just doesn’t seem like it’s enough. One bathroom plus three girls is more…
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The Drippy Nose
The common cold is ravaging my house. It’s such a butt. When it hits, there’s absolutely nothing you can do to stop ‘the drippy nose.’ It drips and drips until you’re left wondering where on Earth all this snot is coming from. It leaves you, boxes of Kleenex (more like cases!) later, to the next…
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“I did it!”
“I DID IT! I DID IT! I DID IT!” Ahhh….The sweet sound of a toddler on her way to big girl pants. Potty training. Ugh. I started potty training my first child at 8 months, at the insistence of my own Mother that I was potty trained by then as a child. I now know…
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Water in the Face.
My kids love the water. Which is good. We live right by it, spend the summer surrounded by it and in it…it’s a good thing. But, my younger daughter, Lo, takes it to a new level. Kids wriggle around a lot when they’re in the tub. It’s almost impossible not to get water and/or soap…
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