My Pride and Joy

A Girl Uncommon

September 6, 2011

On the day she turned one we celebrated in the city park.  I remember watching her toddle around and wondering at where the year had gone. Today she turned seventeen. Seven. teen. One year from adulthood.  One quick-as-a-blink year left before she arrives.  Officially free to go her own way, wherever that might be. It’s [...]

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Pinkalicious Or Bust

August 7, 2011

Jayce’s class went to the library for the first time this week.  He picked out a book: Pinkalicious. It’s the story of a little girl who eats too many cupcakes and turns pink.  The cover of the book is, well, pinkalicious. Three days after he brought the book home, Jayce mentioned in passing that a [...]

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Cruel and Unusual

August 3, 2011

You might remember the post from back before Christmas in which I told you how Jayce had been “wishing for a dog or a cat every day.“  And how we caved to his heart’s desire and picked out a  little Mowgli of our own to love. Fast forward eight months.  Mowgli is no longer a [...]

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She Doesn’t Know

July 21, 2011

I was driving. Jayce was buckled into his booster behind me. “Mommy,” he said. “Why doesn’t Cassie know how to tie? I tie stuff all the time.” He does.  Lengths of “rope” (scarves) are among his most valuable treasures.  Should you ever find yourself in my house you’d better beware; you could happen upon a [...]

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Talking CRAP

June 24, 2011

When first they go off to dad camp I–admittedly–exhale.  The pace slows to a half-hearted stroll.  There is an eh-whatever mentality where once a gotta-get-it-done one ruled supreme. There is the novelty of cooking for only three. There are fewer piles of laundry. There are lazy mornings. Empty schedules.  Lots and lots of minutes to [...]

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Redhead

November 10, 2010

I have different points of pride for each and every one of the little people who’ve come into the world through my body. Today, though?  The redhead. She leaves my heart so puffed with love and pride that sometimes I worry it’ll either burst or just up and float right away. This child.  Oh my [...]

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Soon

October 13, 2010

My oldest daughter is standing before me. She’s washing dinner dishes while I take a stab at the ol’ blog. My stomach hurts so bad that I think I’m slowly dying. She says. And now she’s horizontal on the floor. She’s had one of those days. One of those icky-crampy-BoysAreSucky-and-IDon’tGetThisEconHomework kind of days. Her bus [...]

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