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Do You Really See Me?
Nobody likes to be pushed aside. Even for a great reason. Brooklyn, at two, has waited with great anticipation for baby brother Mason to show up. She’s been kind to him, giving him kisses when she’s supervised, holding his pacifier in his mouth under the kind eyes of her dad. She wasn’t prepared for the amount of…
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Hadn’t Considered The Cost
He finally came. With all the fanfare and audience participation expected for occasions such as these. Mason made his entrance into the world. Our pokey puppy of a grand took his sweet time. The doctor told my daughter Tiffany and her husband Ramsay at their last visit that she believed him to be a big…
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When Might We Expect You?
Mason is already a pokey puppy. Not even born yet, he’s bypassed his due date and made everyone’s schedules just a little more challenging. Big sister Brooklyn might be better with the wait than anyone else–she’s being gently though decisively dethroned for a new brother. She still doesn’t know what to expect. Tiffany is ready…
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My Hat’s Off To Whom?
I wish I had a hat head. I don’t. It’s rather large, as heads go, and I look foolish wearing them. My kids and the grands, on the other hand, look…well, grand in hats. As a child, my sisters and I used to get cute hats for Easter. We’d parade around like we were…
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