Tag: Tip of My Iceberg
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Fan Zone
We went all out. Yes, we’re fans of the American men’s soccer team. Shamelessly. We went as far as putting sparkly tattoos on our faces with stars, flags, and USA emblazoned across our faces. We rooted wildly for the US to beat Australia, with almost twenty people in our family room, screaming with joy when…
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Papa’s Domain
He’s been known to do whatever is necessary to bring a smile to the face of a child–especially if they’re his grandkids. From putting his socks on their hands as weird puppets to buying donuts on special occasions, like “Over-the-Top Tuesday”, which is just any ordinary Tuesday. He tells stories of moo-cow armies and Super…
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The MOG Walk
There’s something magical about younger kids having the opportunity–and choosing–to be around respectable young adults with solid character. It’s even more amazing when respectable young adults choose to be around younger kids, not mocking or messing with them, but encouraging them. Teagan, Joseph, and David have known each other for years, growing up together in…
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We Don’t Belong Here
Some dear friends from Colorado recently visited, and to help them experience the uniqueness of Florida, we took them to the Wetlands to see a little bit of the prehistoric. Penny wasn’t delighted; the alligators made her uncomfortable. Their reputation isn’t one of cuddly warmth and closeness. We were in their territory, after all. Walking…
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Unexpected Treasures
We’ve discovered a phenomenon in central Florida that I’m sure is a reality in many other areas of the country. Maybe the world. It’s called dumpster diving. People throw away valuable items that could be reused or repurposed for greater enjoyment. Many may ask, “Why not sell things at a garage sale?” To which I…
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