Author: daylerogers
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Don’t Fence Me In!
Nolan, a month shy of his first birthday, is a constant motion machine. I’d nickname him Houdini for his ability to get out of situations and disappear quickly, but I fear the name would incite him to further acts of toddler bravery. We were getting ready to host a gathering for friends of my daughter.…
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And So It Begins–Again
“We’ll wait here till you come back.” “You don’t really need us.” “Don’t wanna go.” It’s been a long-time tradition that the day after Thanksgiving, we get our Christmas tree. Whoever is in town–kids and grands alike–are part of this ritual. This isn’t something the teens are particularly excited about. It’s not the rustic and…
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Gratitude Grows With Great Effort
“What do you say, Cal?” The little guy gazed up at his Papa, a popsicle in his hand, and grinned with a little blue and green around the mouth. “Thanks, Papa.” Popsicle in place, he turned back to his cousins, his attention on a game, the words of gratitude said in obedience and quickly forgotten.…
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And Then They Were Married
It hadn’t been planned this way. It wasn’t the dream; it was spontaneous and hurried. And totally wonderful. Two sweet friends got married in our backyard Saturday night. The coming together of two people so completely in love and amazingly right for each other that it was a gift to be part of it. We…
Tip of My Iceberg 