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A Cat to Rule my House
Bleeding hearts unite . . . I brought home a stray kitten. Until the day I’m dead, I will long tell of the story when a fuzzy black kitten permeated through my No Cats Allowed stance and came into my...
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Yes, the cat’s still alive and my house is kind of, sort of, but not really...
Kitty tales—part deux: With a little bit of instruction and an occasional reminder, my sons have come to view their critter as the live, breathing thing the rest of us know he is. In fact, it’s a...
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Archery Lessons in the Bathroom
There’s a little place downtown called The Archery Shop, where they do archery lessons on the first and third Saturdays of the month. When I called to sign the older one up, one of the instructors...
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Love Lettering on the Dining Room Table
Sometimes, I feel as if things are slipping away. The good things. The things my mind says to hold on to with greedy little fingers. Yet at the end of the day, I’m too tired to have a firm grip on...
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Keep Your Eyes On Your Children–Always!
Just as my son entered his first year of Boy Scouts, another scandal broke out about sexual abuse within the organization. The Oregon Supreme Court ordered the release of files previously in the sole...
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The Witching Hour
I found a comment on a blog that validated a bit of my nuttiness. Sarah, the mom at www.memoriesoncloverlane.com, wrote this: “I get annoyed at my husband sometimes. Mostly for absolutely nothing. When...
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Daddy vs. Little Kids: Daddy wants his fair win.
It’s Pinewood Derby time with the Cub Scouts, where Scouts are given a little block of wood, four tires, and then told to build something that goes vroom. I have to say I wasn’t happy when the den...
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Keeping Kids in the Bubble
The potential to mess up my parenting seems to be all I ever think about, now that my oldest is entering one of many prickly times of his life. He’s 9 and I stupidly thought I didn’t have to worry...
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Top Reasons to be Glad You Have Sons
I was at the grocery store, waiting on some take home pizza. The day was Good Friday, and nothing says holy day like the buzz and pandemonium of an overcrowded WinCo. It was also one of those rare...
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Dogs are Easier than Kids, So There.
After months of hoarding the boys’ birthday and Christmas money they’d received, cash and gifts cards given by family members, we accumulated a nice little stash to finance a trip to Disneyland. We...
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