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I Get By With A Little Help From My Friends
I didn’t plan on it turning out the way it did. The plan had been to trim the tops of the hedge in front of our home. Plans are good things. I, however, seem to have a talent–no, a predisposition–for changing things up. Not settling for the assumed path. Wanting to flex with the moment.…
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Let The Good Times Roll–In Sugar
What happens when you combine four clever, active children with one Papa who isn’t quite as quick but has the power of choice? Four days of fun fueled by sugar and pizza. While I was three states away helping with baby Huck, John was watching the four older grandkids while their folks had meetings in…
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Channeling My Mitty
When you’re around babies, it’s easy to dream. What will they be when they grow up? (I’m still asking myself that question.) What will they enjoy doing? What will they be good at? Dreaming is the springboard to trying. It’s where we all begin and get past where we are. It’s hope with great potential.…
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Puttin’ On My Big Girl Attitude
He’s all boy. Awed by glitzy lights. Easily distracted. Committed to sports–all sports. Gravitates towards big game animals. Is focused on his own comfort. Loves to eat and sleep whenever it suits him. Fully expects others to satisfy his needs. I’m in no way guy bashing. I happen to love that gender. But I am…
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