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sofa cereal…
(I’m just glad he didn’t add any milk!)
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autumn crisp, in the air and in the kitchen…
I am a summer girl, through and through.every year, as summer fades away and autumn’s crisp air flows in through the windows, I am saddened.I say, “goodbye” to my tan.“goodbye” to my tanktop drawer.and the cute little bottle of sunscreen on my keychain. the one thing I do relish in when autumn arrives, is BAKING!I…
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haircutting with Pinocchio’s little sister…
“Zoe, what were you doing in the bathroom just now?” “Nothing.” “Oh really. You weren’t in there cutting your hair?” “No.” “Okay, I’m gonna ask you again.Did you cut your own hair?” “No.” “I give up!”
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when girls get back at their brothers…
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why I can’t be on the phone for longer than 10 minutes…
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motherly sacrifices…
look.there in the drain.that pile of suicidal follicles resembling a small rodent. that’s the remains of every last drop of patience and control you have managed to maintain. gone. by all accounts, I should be bald now.I should be dialing Hair Club for Women, as we speak.or find a way to crochet my fallen hairs…
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a new blog and a new pair of glasses…
I started on a project last week that is very dear to my mending, school-mom heart.this was the only way for me to let all of my focus remain on my sweet, baby girl….and not have it classified as “border-line compulsion“. introducing: Zoe is so excited about her new blog.in fact, she’s beginning to show…
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the ONLY time you will see me in a two-piece!
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baby steps…
I watched Zoe get on her bus this morning from the front porch.
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touched by a butterfly…
Ahna’s post made me think about the importance of my role as Zoe’s mother and how I need to shift my focus towards the “big” picture.I need to help her through this process and stop thinking about how it affects me.she is on a new journey that all young women must begin in time.this is…