My Pride and Joy

Llama Llama, Lick Your Mama

September 21, 2010

Are you a reader who appreciates me “being real”? I only ask because I’m about to be really real.  And if you’re not a reader who appreciates that side of me you best avert your eyes.  Fair warning. My topic of choice?  Cassidy.  My third child.  The wild one.  Also known as the burping, farting [...]

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On A Life Uncommon

September 12, 2010

As far as weeks go…the last one wasn’t particularly high-ranking in my book.  Jeff was out of town again (Orlando, this time), which is never fun.  And while he was gone I had a run-in with a 60-something Hellians Angel who–I kid you not–very purposefully threw his ABC gum at my car.  ABC, as in, [...]

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Sweet Sixteen

September 6, 2010

I remember the learning, the day I first knew that she was to be.  I was a sixteen-year-old girl working an after school job at our small town’s ice cream parlor.  I ran next door to the drugstore during my break and bought an EPT (or its inexpensive equivalent).  I took it into the bathroom [...]

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All Meaned Up

August 30, 2010

The {little} man in my house is embarking on a very big transition this week: preschool. Honestly, I didn’t have preschool in mind for him.  He’s my baby, after all.  I feared preschool would–and I know this might sound silly–but I feared preschool would “mean him up.” I don’t want him meaned up.  I like [...]

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Momwork. I mean, homework.

July 22, 2010

Cassidy has a school project due tomorrow.  An All About Me poster. Turned out pretty darn good, even if I do say so myself. And, um, completely coincidental that I didn’t have time to blog last night.  Ahem.

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Brace Face

July 20, 2010

Last Thursday was a momentous occasion for a certain redhead in our house.  It was the day that two years worth of orthodontist visits culminated with the big event: braces.  Finally. She’s lucky in that the doctor says she only needs to wear them for a year. Her older sister, on the other hand, wasn’t [...]

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Five Weeks

July 11, 2010

Five weeks. Five weeks of sleeping in and picnic dinners and bathrooms that stayed clean. Five weeks of no slamming doors or sticky handprints or dishes left in the sink. Five weeks of quiet.  Peace.  Calm. Tomorrow it comes to a close. And–dare I say–bring it on. I’m craving a little bit ‘o’ chaos.  Voices [...]

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