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My Sweet, Spunky and Totally Rotten Boy with the Charlie Brown Cheeks and Freckles Will, In Fact, Get to be a First Grader Next Year
My Sweet, Spunky and Totally Rotten Boy with the Charlie Brown Cheeks and Freckles Will, In Fact, Get to be a First Grader Next Year
My kindergartener will not be a repeat offender. I said it wouldn't happen. I said he would most definitely have to be a kindergartener twice... not because of his ability to master the concepts taught in kinder, but because he's a bit of a wild child.
These Apps Help With Chaotic Life
These Apps Help With Chaotic Life
My day-to-day life is pretty much chaos. It is. And most days, I'm ok with that. This is what I chose, after all. I chose to have children and continue my career. I chose to enroll all three children in the extra-curricular activity of their choosing. And for the most part, I love the daily chaos. I thrive on pressure. I love being busy. When I don't have deadlines or a to-do list, I grow bored ve
Kids Do the Darndest Things – The Woes of Technology
Kids Do the Darndest Things – The Woes of Technology
This week, the big theme in our house has been focused on technology. Specifically, how it should *not* be used. My children have iPod's and/or tablet devices. There are rules. They can't download apps (or anything else) without asking. They can't connect via e-mail, text, Facetime, or anything else, without asking. They can't set up their own accounts for anything. They can't purchase anything. T
The Spin-Cycle of Life
The Spin-Cycle of Life
I have to say I have had a rough couple of months. A crazy reaction to a new medication literally threw my body into some kind of lurch. It also has been a big wake up call for me. You always hear people talking about taking "better" care of themselves. But at this point, I've realized I just need to take care of myself. Period. The "better" part will have to come when I'm actu
“Her” Story – An Outsider Sharing a Moment with Strangers
“Her” Story – An Outsider Sharing a Moment with Strangers
A crowd gathered, so many people they were almost smushed, inside the small corner they had claimed in the hospital waiting room. Some were clearly family. You could tell by the obvious resemblance. One woman introduced herself as "her" co-worker. I still don't know who "she" is, but as I sat in the surgery waiting room this week, waiting for news on my loved one, I listened in

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