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Baby Don’t Like That
Early one morning, my sweet son-in-law, Jeremy, was trying to get the lowdown on sports scores before the day got rolling. I understand this completely–my husband is an indiscriminate sports spectator. Life is good if Sports Center is immediately accessible. Soccer, fantasy football, Super Bowl, World Series–all are fuel for conversation at our house. So…
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I Want It That Way
Isley stood at the closet door, looking up and down the stack of games. She wanted to play, and she had something specific in mind. She pointed to Chutes and Ladders, a very well-played game missing the spinner, and had me drag it out. When I put it on the floor, she opened it and…
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It’s All in the Waiting
The new year brings such a plethora of possibilities–new beginnings, a fresh slate, options that burst with potential. But nothing says “new” like a wedding: two people committing their lives to each other, for better or for worse, till death separates them. Romance and dreams and expectations all rolled into one phenomenal day. And so…
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Birthday Remembrance
He called me Highpockets because I hitched my britches up when I ran so I wouldn’t trip over them. When I worried over something, he used tell me he’d give me fifteen minutes to worry with me so we could get the job done faster. I always ended up laughing, pretty much forgetting, or at…
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Yes-ers and No-ers
“Pops’ and Nana are going to stay home, and they’re yes-ers. You guys are no-ers, so I’ll stay with them.” This quip came from Teagan, who always has an intriguing way of expressing things. With everyone home for Christmas, shopping was a never-ending reality, especially with five daughters and two granddaughters. The gals were going…
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