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As a baby he wasn’t all that into being ‘babied.” He never like being rocked with a story and a song to lull him to sleep. He preferred his blanket, eight or so various stuffed objects, a pat on the head, and a lot of I wuv ewe’s heading out the door. As he’s grown older...
I am Catholic. Baptized and raised as such. I have so many memories of Mass with my Mom and my Grandparents. The ritual of the Mass is so comforting to me, even today. As a child I attended other religious ceremonies. My childhood best friend was Mormon and I went to her services a bunch of...
Last night Biggest went to bed without his blue blankie. The one we brought him home in. The same one I had to sew the nat (tag) back on because it had fallen off from all the love. The blanket he’s often chewing on since he doesn’t chew on his nails anymore. The one he...
I promise people, I can’t make these things up. And I promise I can’t make them happen ONLY when Babe is out of town. Let’s not forget about the time 16 minutes almost killed me and the infamous pee in the fountain stories… both happened while Babe was of out town. I swear each time since...
I’ve seen a lot of posts, tweets, status updates about conferences so I’m assuming it’s that time of year for everyone. This will be my second year on the other side of the table, the parent side. I spent many more than that on the teacher side. Both years I’ve wondered for days before which...
You haven’t been sleeping well this week. (It’s probably because we went crazy, let you outside until you were literally shaking from the cold. All for the love of a picture. I can’t help but find the irony in me losing sight of the big picture in that one.) The pre-midnight version of me that rescues you doesn’t...
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