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Empty Wasn’t Eggs-actly Expected
Easter egg hunts are the stuff of dreams. Children’s dreams. filled with candy eggs, marshmallow peeps, chocolate bunny ears waiting to be bitten. The pursuit can be just as fun. Back-to-back egg hunts for the grands made for a sugar-filled weekend. The first with 1,200 of their closest friends, with eggs all over the lawn…
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It All Comes Out In The End
Having surgery is never a happily anticipated event, even if it’s going to make significant improvements to life. Having it when you’re ten weeks old is unfair. Cal was known to have issues with his bottom shortly after birth. His plumbing wasn’t hooked up the way it should have been. Problematic. Digested substances need a…
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The Need Hasn’t Changed
The nation-wide March for Our Lives and Palm Sunday happened a day apart. Same message. Saturday, March 24, students and their supporters around the country marched to protest the lax attitude of lawmakers toward gun control. The fear resulting from the massacre at Marjorie Stoneman Douglas High School, where seventeen students and teachers were killed,…
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The Bros Know Best!
Having raised five daughters and a son, I’m well versed in drama, fashion disasters, bad hair days and PMS. My son gets it better than most men. He, however, feels somewhat redeemed having just had his third son. Boy families don’t show up the same as families with lots of girls. Time with the grands…
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The Papa Experience
It’s a challenge for youngsters who have two people they care about named the same. Particularly when you don’t see either very frequently. It’s confusing to put faces with where they’re from, whom they belong to and how each shows up differently. Papas can be such a problem. Having the chance to visit our son…
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