For Christmas he bought me an Instant Pot An instant best husband of the year pot And my delight has been, in ongoing ways, unbounded For Christmas I bought him Or rather, we bought us The game of Catan An instant route to all manner of marital stress and difficulty So that was pretty […]
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1. On the first day of vacation, My child said to me Mom, there’s cat poop all over the porch. 2. On the first day of vacation, My child said to me I thought it was just leaves and There’s cat poop all over the porch. 3. On the first day of vacation, My
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Confession: Sometimes I don’t even like Sundays anymore, though they used to be one of my favorite days, because – no mail. I can’t thank you enough for the happy pictures and notes showing up in my box these days. You brought me a great deal of joy! Special thanks to those who sent tea,
Today I heard I have a brand-new niece. I feel radiant with joy, especially that I got to see her and snuggle that sweet bundle in my arms. Today I heard that the silly little gift I sent on request to my friend Luci yesterday was helpful. She remembered a song my parents sang years
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Watermelon, fireworks, new barbecue sauce, a child’s wagon, homegrown tomatoes, rose petals Day lilies, cantaloupe, orange dream on a stick, campfire coals, a shocking sunset, ripe peaches Sunlight on my skin, black-eyed susan, sea shells, the heart of a daisy, full moon, buttered cobs of corn Fresh mown lawn, leaves making merry, mossy rocks by
Guess who came by my house on Sunday morning? Yes, truly. And he {or she} is too beautiful not to share. No, I am not a stupid and I did not go out chasing him to ask for his autograph. I videoed from my own porch, within arm’s reach of my door, with my husband
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If there’s one thing that’s being made increasingly clear to me about mothering, it is that my frustrations are not unique to me. We’re not as alone as we think we are. The other day I wrote a questionnaire for my kids, out of vexation with a few of our relational rough spots. I made it with my
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Confession: I remember why I love and hate summer. This one is, as usual, an even mix of peaceful and chaotic. My roses are blooming, their enchanted petals slick with rain and glory. My children are home, and we have a break from all external worries like math and friendships. But someone is always talking, usually at high
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I guess you know that even when I’m not writing here, I am always writing, in some form or another? Here’s a glimpse into a few things I’ve sent to others in the last week or two. To a dear sis-in-law: Aw I LOVE the air plant you sent me! And that cute little log
So now that we are talking to each other, what should we talk about? If I were a smarter blogger, I would have quickly followed up on your willingness to talk with a titillating post on a hot topic, like “Q: What do you think of The Shack?” (A: I don’t think of it at
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