Category: Parenting Shenanigans
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What are You Thankful For?
Thanksgiving is right around the corner and each of us will probably be asked to give account for the things we are most thankful for. Most will answer with such niceties as: “I’m thankful for my health”, “I’m thankful for my family”, or the ever-common “I’m thankful that the bill collector’s laid off” you know,…
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Yuck and a Mini Update
There are times when the words come freely and easily, other times not so much. We have been sick here at the Peterson household. The season of Yucks has been making its rounds through our home. As soon as one person is well the next gets the bug and so on. By the time the…
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Maybe I’m Not Doing So Bad After All….
I learned something about myself today, something good. A family friend stopped by the house to pick up her daughter. While we were chatting she mentioned that she thought I am “good with my children”. It gave me pause to consider that someone might think such a thing, since I’m pretty sure they can hear…
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Casey Turns 18
My baby just celebrated his last birthday as a minor. To mark this auspicious occasion we enjoyed the day in full preschool regalia including a piñata, bounce house and loot bags. Casey feigned embarrassment but was indeed very touched to receive so much attention and love. My sister and her family drove in from Santa…
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The Demise of The Oppossum
As I was wending the family truckster down the street, taking Sean to school (because he refused to get on the bus 😦 We passed an opossum playing “possum” in the middle of the street. Or maybe not, there was a small amount of spatter, but that’s my story and I’m sticking to it. Anywho,…
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Sean’ Birthmom
We spent the day with Sean’s birthmom this weekend. Although we stay in contact via email, and I send her pictures on mother’s day and Christmas every year….we haven’t visited with her since Dec of 2004 when Sean was just a few months old. The lapse in visits wasn’t intentional….we are very busy and so…
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The Christmas Muse
As anyone who writes knows……..you have to be inspired, driven, courted by the muse, in order to produce decent handy work. My muse visits in fits and starts at the most inopportune moments. As I am changing a diaper thoughts of butterflies dancing in the wind fill me with the desire to create. My fingers…
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You Know its Going to be a Bad Day When……
A Mother’s Top Ten “You Know it is Gonna be a Bad Day When You wake to Find: a naked toddler in his bed a naked toddler in YOUR bed the car is not in the driveway where you parked it the night before your teenager is up before you, starting a science fair project…
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