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Out of the Mouths of Babes: Are We Doing Anything Special Today, Mommy?

“Mommy,” a little voice says, “is today a special day?” “Yes, Connor.  It’s Daddy’s birthday.” “Are we doing anything special today, Mommy,” he asks in an I have something in mind sort of way.   “No, I don’t think so, Connor.” With that, a little head leans toward my ear and begins to whisper.  “Mommy,…

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One Last Run

Today’s weather forecast listed temperatures for our area in the upper 40s.  Some forecasts even suggested the possibility of highs in the low 50s.  Hearing this on the radio, Ryan declared today a sleighing day.  After all, if the temperatures truly hit these highs, there wasn’t going to be any snow left of the ground…

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Mama’s Gone Mad and Taken Our Toys With Her!

For several weeks now, I have watched my usually creative, imaginative young boys wander aimlessly around the house.  I have listened to them whine and complain they have nothing to do, and beg multiple times in a day to play Wii or Gameboy or to watch a movie.  When given suggestions of unplugged activities they…

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Out of the Mouths of Babes: Mommy, I Have a New Favorite

I spent the day pulling up sub-flooring in a New Orleans shot-gun house flooded in Hurricane Katrina.  It was a long day.  As I’m cleaning up for dinner, my cell phone rings.  It’s Ryan.  Patrick and the boys are at a conference in Baltimore. “Mommy,” he says. “Yes, Ryan?” “I have a new favorite restaurant.”…

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Gratituesday: Our Boys… and a Week (or Two) Without Them

  I LOVE OUR BOYS! I love spending time with them.  I love listening to their imaginative play and just hearing them romp through the house. I love relaying their latest antics to their Grandma and Grandpa.    But… our boys are high energy.  They are high activity.  They are high maintenance.  And they are…

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Gratituesday: Imagination, Creativity & Flexibility

  After three hours in 100 degree heat picking peaches and raspberries, we were ready to cool off in the neighborhood pool.   But just as we had the cool, clear water of the pool in our sights, we were approached by one of the lifeguards: “Pool’s closed,” he said.   “What?” we mumbled in disbelief. “We…