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My words…30 years later
4-year old J was up and about this past Sunday morning, and we, his parents, were dozing and trying to catch just a few more minutes of sleep. J pulled an envelope out of the drawer in my nightstand and handed it to me, asking “What’s this?” I had no idea, and I opened my…
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What blessing do you say, Mommy?
That was the question posed to me this morning by J, our new Pre-K student at the Broadman-Kaplan Early Childhood Center. It was asked in the context of my grabbing my lunch bag to take out to the car, as I was leaving for work. So, I asked him, what blessing do you mean? And…
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Crafts to kick off the school year
A friend, and prolific blogger, posted a challenge a couple of days ago to share a beginning of school year craft project tradition. The prize for submitting ideas is a craft kit, which I am pretty sure my boys would dismiss as too “girly” (although, S is very into paint and color, and glitter would…
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First grade jitters
S is almost never nervous about anything. He charges at life full steam, and seemingly without any anxiety. Oh, except when he fails, or doesn’t get something right the first time. This summer he had a list of “sight words” to conquer before first grade started. He’s got almost all of them, a few still…
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Triumph over faulty hardware
Yes, that’s a picture of our kitchen garbage. We remodeled our entire home about a decade ago, and the kitchen was a complete redo. We installed all new cabinets, and have loved them, but the kitchen garbage cabinet, which glided smoothly for about two years, and then something went awry, and it wouldn’t slide out…
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Sick day #2 (sick kid #2)
Well, it’s always a bad sign when S is quiet. And it’s very rare. I probably shouldn’t have said to dad yesterday that S never gets sick. And, as with just about everything else, S is exactly opposite to J. Rather than fever, S is hypothermic (measured twice, his highest oral temp was 93.6). S…
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Sick days
Maybe J’s good behavior yesterday was just a harbinger of the fever that he developed last night, along with a “headuck”. Thank goodness for ibuprofen!
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Fruitarians
Sunday mornings…laid back, slow. The boys watch tv on Sunday mornings. They almost never watch during the week, but as soon as the sun goes down Saturday night, movie night starts, and the viewing continues for a couple of hours on Sunday. And breakfast is relaxed – this morning their choice was a banana each,…
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You were right, Mommy
The words we all hope to hear, someday, right? And they were pronounced with great sincerity by our 3-year-old yesterday! It was a doozy of a day, with grumpiness and lots of crying and crabbiness from the very start. We were expecting a friend (big brother S’s age) over to play in the pool, and…
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Escape to Baltimore
We escaped our unpowered, un-air-conditioned home for a day in baltimore’s inner harbor. Why Baltimore? The main reason was that I had to make hospital rounds and see my patients. So, dad took the boys and walked from the hospital parking garage to the inner harbor, while I did my work. Once I’d finished, I…