Growing Up, You First Then Me
I am sitting on the front stoop coffee cup in hand, daydreaming about a little cherry cheeked boy. The one…
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I am sitting on the front stoop coffee cup in hand, daydreaming about a little cherry cheeked boy. The one…
Continue ReadingTuesdays are my 'head to the library and cozy-up in the little book nook corner by the window overlooking the…
Continue ReadingMy world changed for the better in early January of this year when I had the honor of having my…
Continue ReadingI'm in the waiting room sitting amongst hundreds of magazines touting the newest in diapers and aroma-pleasant diaper pails, pediatricians…
Continue ReadingGrandpa Ben and I were bosom buddies. Or as he liked to call us 'the tightest peas in the…
Continue ReadingYou were a big 'meanie' as I recall. It was right around my 14th birthday. All my friends were spending…
Continue ReadingWhen the intercom buzzed in our 1st grade classroom a voice summoned our teacher Mrs. Lynch to the principal's office.…
Continue ReadingI had no idea that I was expected to stop yelling my own child's name with boisterous enthusiasm and begin…
Continue ReadingThere are regulations in place (or pending) for basically everything on the planet. Except for babysitters. I know that many local…
Continue ReadingWhen I first met my neighbor Josie (who I nick-named 'Trouble') she was a feisty, kick-butt go get 'em kind of…
Continue ReadingIt used to be so annoying when I'd come home from school complaining about the usual suspects (pop quizzes, mean…
Continue ReadingOn a whim last year, the women from my Empowerment Circles issued me a challenge - come up with a…
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