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cry
“Mama, you feel better?” “Yes, Z., I feel better.” Two minutes go by. “Mama, you feel better?” “Yes, Z., I’m fine. Mama’s fine.” 2 minutes go by. “Mama, you feel better?” “Z., Mama is fine. I went to...
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tock
Things got bad enough a few weeks ago that I was forced to take desperate measures. I decided with great reluctance to write down every single thing I did all day long to figure out where the time was...
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terminology
It is 8:30 am. K. and I are rushing around getting ready for the day. “Me have one ear.” Oh crap. I so don’t have time for this right now. But here it is. “Yes, Sweetie, you have one big ear and one...
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race day
I greatly admire and value humility. I’m doing my best to raise humble kids and I admire humble people and if you asked me I would say that yes, I want humility to be a quality that describes me. And...
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cure it!
Me: I don’t think I’m going to do the ride next weekend. It’s a lot of driving to ride my bike 20 miles. K.: Ok, if you don’t want to. Me: And I’d only be doing the 20 mile ride, not a longer one. K.:...
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win
As it turns out I’m competitive. Well, I’m not competitive in the sense that I might win. I don’t win. Ever. But I’m competitive in the sense that I always want to win even when I’m most certainly not...
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z. day
Today was a bad day. It’s the last day of vacation, unofficially the second to the last day of summer, last day of rest before school, last last last. We got up, lotioned up, packed up, and headed to...
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four explores
R. is four today and we are on a grand four adventure. For his birthday R. requested “rides” and “eat on a train”. Rides—straightforward. Eating on a train—not so much. I tried to explain to him that...
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6
Today is the 6th anniversary of my mother’s death from Stage IV melanoma. This bit I wrote just before she passed has never left me: And now my sweet mother is close to death. And it is not the...
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*waves white flag*
I know. I know that the blog is a wasteland of pe-nis enlargements, online gambling, and free iPads. I know. K. and I have been trying with various amounts of determination and desperation to find...
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