Yesterday we dug out the Christmas decor, slid holiday books into our book nook, positioned the poinsettia on the table, hung our advent tree,…
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“I doubt there is such a thing as a measure of spirituality – but if there is, gratitude would be it.
Only the grateful are…
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Doug comes home tonight after two weeks of traveling and more than three months of working late nights and Saturdays.
This fall’s tax season has…
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It comes four times a year – my favorite magazine. About the time I’m ready to let go of one season and embrace the…
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Even Super Boy, with his super toddler strength, can’t bust out of the amazing crib tent. Even Super Boys (plural) who are more powerful…
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For the past eleven years I have missed my sister’s big Halloween bash. Eight years living back east followed by three years of too-small…
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It was a glorious Halloween evening – mild temperatures, no one wore a jacket, and I stood on the front lawn in jeans and…
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Hard to believe two years ago we were stepping out like this.
With these two buddies along for a ride in the stroller.
Now all five…
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I’m about ready to wave my tattered, white flag and surrender. I think it’s time to cry uncle and give it up for these…
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She’s coming to our house on Halloween Night. Word on the street is that she’s building a candy castle so she’s on the hunt…










