For a couple of years after my son turned that magical, yet more reasonable age number 4, I remember looking at him warily every time something didn’t go quite his way. I was waiting fearfully for him to lose his ever-loving mind like he did his entire third year. For awhile, we called …

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Karma is stalking me in the form of a purple dress that my daughter wears most days of her life. I believe this is because, as a child, allegedly, I was quite particular about the clothes I would wear. My attitude once prompted my sweet grandmother to declare to my mother, “I would never let …

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It was a beautiful thought, really. My husband’s grandparents had died earlier this year (amazingly, they were born and then died eight days apart, both having lived exactly 95 years, 9 months and 28 days). Our family decided that, as a tribute to their 73 years together, we should combine some of their ashes to …

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I am an expert at this, apparently. By 8:00 this morning, we already had to watch the Sesame Street video on how belly breathing will help tame the little monster inside all of us. I’m not really sure if we watched it for her or for me, though. I have a post up on Scary …

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1. Salad. 2. Her Dad pouring her milk for her. 3. Clothes on her baby dolls. Or herself. Clothes in general. 4. Me carrying her blanket down the stairs. Oh wait…now me not carrying her blanket down the stairs. 5. Worms. 6. The song “Titanium.” She is more of a Yonder Mountain String Band kinda …

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