Author: daylerogers
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Why Wait?
Weddings bring families together like nothing else–except possibly funerals. They’re opportunities to gather to celebrate the beginning of a new home, a new family, a new norm. Two lives intermingling in a precisely scripted event that is often nine parts focused on day-of celebration and one part “What comes next?” This past weekend we celebrated…
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I Don’t Want To Get My Hands Dirty
When presented with the opportunity to plant little growing things, I’ll pass. Every time. Not only do I not enjoy gardening. I’m truly lousy at it. The things I plant tend to die. Quickly. So when entering a meeting where repotting root-bound plants was the focus of our time together, I cringed. I valued the…
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I Dunno
He prefers jumping to standing still. Throwing to holding. Ignoring to listening. He loves “boonies” (balloons) because they’re soft and bouncy. He’s clueless as to why he does anything. Two-year-old Ryken, with increased verbosity, has a stock answer anytime he’s questioned about his actions. “I dunno.” Usually followed by a shoulder roll or raised hands.…
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Messy Matt Makes A Move
I’ve loved storms since I was a little girl. I’ve never been bothered by bursts of thunder and strobes of lightning. I enjoy angry skies. Not everyone does. I’ve got friends who hide in their family room with the TV turned up so they don’t have to hear storms. We had a dog once that…
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Enjoy A Cup Of Uniqueness
Grown-up tea parties are throwbacks to days when little girls dressed up in their moms’ pretty dresses, put on big-girl lipstick, and drank lemonade from tiny teacups. The big girl variety is wonderful. The dresses fit better. I had the chance to be part of a celebration this past weekend that was a big girl…
Tip of My Iceberg 