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Monthly Archive for April, 2011

Better than Getting

I merely watched as my daughter knelt and tapped her friend on the shoulder.  “Bye…I’m leaving now,” she said.  “Thanks for having me.” But there was no response.  Just five pairs of hands intermingled all trying to clip a new accessory on Polly Pocket. My daughter tapped her friend again.  Her friend smiled but then turned her attention back to […]

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Heart of the Healer

It was when my son darted out of the bathroom with his shoulders hunched like he was protecting a football,  that I noticed the animal clinic in the living room was treating patients at the same rate we were running out of toilet paper. Stuffed puppies and kitties were spread across couches in critical condition.  Easter bunnies of every […]

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Puddle Jumpers

In western Washington we do desperate things.  Like go to a park in between downpours. Only we don’t go so much because we’re crazy…ahem…but because going crazy is what we’re trying to prevent.  I don’t know if it’s working. Deep down we know there’s nothing attractive about a wet play area.  Especially for the first guy […]

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Because the Small Things Matter

We were in the middle of our trip headed north on Interstate 5–the trip that with a heavy foot, minimal traffic, and a four-minute potty stop on the side of the road is exactly two hours from our house–when our son shared his first epiphany. “Hey,” he shouted from the backseat.  “I’m not even barfing.” My husband and I nodded […]

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Hangin’ with Jesus

The conversation lasted a bite and a half of ice cream…such that when it was over, I wondered if it hadn’t been the ice cream doing the talking. I’d been sitting with my legs crossed at the table when my son leaned his whole body up against mine and said sincerely, “I wish I was in heaven.” I’m sure […]

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Spring Peace

Other than grass and mud, I don’t know what this is.  Something important, though.   I only know that when I looked outside from the back door, I saw two kids sittin’ in the sunshine, quiet as the breeze, hand-plucking grass because…because they wanted to. There wasn’t a whisper between them and I know I’d have watched […]

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Winning the Wipe

Our septic tank buried somewhere in the backyard may disagree, but according to our son who was standing in the doorway with a satisfied smile and his pants at his ankles, he… “had the hang of the wipe.” That our son’s wipe technique means we’re down a third of a roll of toilet paper and […]

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Just the Two of Us

We’d hardly exited the van, when my daughter took my hand and said longingly, “let’s just shop for everything we need.”  But the truth was…we didn’t need much.  We’d just left a half-assembled lasagna hanging out on the kitchen counter because I’d forgotten the ricotta cheese. I’d asked quickly, “you want to come?”  And with little ado, my […]

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Spring Smiles

Sometimes…even when the sun doesn’t shine, we smile anyway.  We have to.  We need to.  We must.  We smile because of preschool-made bunny ears on a striped rabbit. We smile because of clouds that hold out for a half an hour and for a mower we can shove and yank across the back yard. We smile for overdo haircuts.  […]

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Not Quite Dialed In

The can of refried beans that our son held against his ear shed a little light on who had and who hadn’t been playing with the home phone. “If you’d like to make a call,” our son began, “please hang up and dial again.” My husband and I exchanged crinkled brows.  “What the…?” By which time […]

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