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Look at that beautiful fuzz! My friend posted on facebook that she was planning to take her little boy for his first hair cut and since our boys are the same age I felt a wave of maternal anxiety at the idea. My youngest arrived with a precious...
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Isaiah stands at the low wooden shelf of the changing table with his chubby hand tugging on the handle of a basket that’s stuck. Unable to get to the books trapped inside, he turns to me whining and fussing to communicate his desire. Seizing...
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I was worried that maybe it was a little too late for this post now that spring is officially here, but given that it’s only 35 degrees outside (and windy) and that I wore my coat and hat in the house all last evening, I think we could all still...
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Looking at Stars The God of curved space, the dry God, is not going to help us, but the son whose blood splattered the hem of his mother’s robe. – Jane Kenyon “You know you have blood on your shirt, right?” I was getting ready to meet a friend at a...
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We’re still doling out Valentine’s candy at our house and I’m sure there’s some Halloween candy lurking in the darker corners of the pantry, so the idea of filling four (yikes!) baskets with sweets for Easter morning isn’t...
