I weed in spurts. A few here, a few there. Then it’s off to pick up someone who crashed their bike, break popsicles in…
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I raised both eyebrows when Doug said he wanted to take the boys camping. In our pre-parent life, camping and backpacking were common activities…
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The girls came running into the house. Panting explanations. “We caught a butterfly! It’s a big one!”
My eyes widened. “You caught a butterfly? Really?”
I…
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They came in a large, square birthday box from Grandma Nae.
For Eliza. With love.This one had two circular windows and a thatched roof.
This one…
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It’s raining again (yes, again) and the air is cold. Honestly, Spring can’t decide if it is coming or going. A month ago, we…
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I am happy today.
I’m happy most days – but today the world feels warm and full, like it’s hatching, coming out because it can’t…
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True to its adage, the last day of March was gloriously mild. The flow of activity outside our house was gentle, content, and deliciously…
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We are due for snow, but most of the afternoon it rains.
The girls only have to ask once – of course they can go…