Monthly Archive: October 2012

My Jessie – all drama and intensity, but with this utterly odd little dash of goofball mixed in.  Samilicious Boy, my angel boy cuddle bug, who’s world is complete only when he gets his chapter of Harry Potter every night, wakes up first thing in the morning for a snuggle.  And my Julie – my …

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“A boy at school today told me that I wasn’t going to go to heaven because I don’t believe in Jesus.”  We were lying down last night, just before she drifted off to sleep, when my nine year old rolled over and told me that.  I was… stumped.   I had no idea how to …

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I woke up this morning late.  Actually, I woke up early, but refused to get out of bed.  By the time I wandered out of my bedroom, my entire living room had been turned into a giant barbie house.  With blocks and trucks and blankets and assorted other figurines.  The entire living room.  As I …

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I had to go to the registry today to update my voter registration and get a copy of my title for the dead van so that we can get rid of it.  Marc and I both went, as we were both on the inactive voter list.  We had to wait for over an hour, and …

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Home safe and sound with my son after a very exciting weekend at Treasure Valley Boy Scout reserve in Rutland. On the way there Friday night, Sammy asked why it was called Treasure Valley – did it have a lot of buried treasure? I told him I didn’t think so, but maybe the treasure was …

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I had a whole post that I was going to post about how being a fourth grader is hard, because it is.  Then I had a thing with Sam, and remembered that it doesn’t suddenly get hard in fourth grade, being a kid is flat out hard at any age.  You’ve got no real control …

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Julianna Ruth will be two and a half at the end of the month (two and a half??? it seems like yesterday she was two and a half weeks), and she’s still nursing. I nursed both Sam and Jessie as well, Jess self weaned at about eight months old.  Sam was a hard-core nursing addict …

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Just a general round up post – Marc took the middle three, Sarah, Jessie and Sam to the circus Saturday night.  He had awesome seats, was in a luxury box, with a dessert buffet set up.  The kids came home at nine thirty or so, so revved up on sugar that Sam literally couldn’t stop …

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I love babies.  I do.  I love infancy, with blankets and onesies and pacifiers and up all night and spit up everywhere.  I love swings and strollers and slings, and baby socks and pureed bananas and nursing.  I love rolling over, and sitting up, and those first steps and first words.  The main reason I …

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I’m in a crappy mood.  Not a crappy mood, a depressed mood.  Not serious – just verging on it, it’s because of the dream.  You know when you have a really realistic dream, and it’s awesome – and then you wake up and realize that it was just a dream?  That’s what happened to me …

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