Seven Angels, Four Kids, One Family
Sometimes sarcasm is the only sane response
Yesterday I talked about clearing brush and making a fire. Today let’s talk about what I cleared, because it wasn’t just brush. I didn’t realize trees could get covered with vines. Someone called them “bittersweet” but I can’t imagine that’s…
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Over the weekend, I strapped the baby into a stroller, put him where he could see me, and then got a huge pair of clippers and began clearing brush. Our lot is over an acre, but only a third of…
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I used to keep the phones up high to prevent Kiddo#2, then about two, from answering. She was the most verbal child I’ve known, and she liked talking on play phones. She would also sometimes pick up the real phone…
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I’m only 50 hits shy of 40,000! Tell me how much I rock.
Every so often, life hands you a moment where you see yourself from the outside and realize, “Holy cow, is that lame or what?” And then, of course, you blog about it. Last week, I should just have gotten out…
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Amy Deardon has an analysis of story structure over at her weblog. It’s pretty thorough and I could argue with parts of it, but instead let me redirect. I put in her comments box my favorite quick-and-dirty story structure for…
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Kiddo#1 is learning the ins and outs of ebay with my help. I use my account, help him find baseball cards, and then he uses money from his budget to pay for the ones he wants. And joy, his first…
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Eight years ago today, a relative I’ll call C. committed suicide. Tomorrow will be the eighth anniversary of his death. Please pray for C’s family and friends as they ache for him today and tomorrow. May God grant eternal rest…
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Out in the yard, I found a self-planting maple weed. It’s a maple tree growing where I’m never going to let a maple grow. Usually I pull them without a second thought. This one caught me by surprise, however, because…
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Kiddo#3 told my Patient Husband, “There are dots on my wall.” I followed them into the room Kiddo#3 shares with Kiddo#4, and sure enough, he had dots on his walls. Ladybugs. Three of them. “Four,” I said, finding another one…
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