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Monthly Archive for December, 2012

Book Date

It was just the two of us. Her and me. Which wasn’t all that exciting until I cranked the van into a small parking slot at the library at four o’clock and we realized we had an hour ’til they kicked us out at five. Oh, yeah. A whole hour. To do stuff like read. […]

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Confirming What They Say About Absence

Two months ago, under similar circumstances–her spending a couple of nights with cousins–the symptoms were the same. The moment our daughter appeared at the front door, our son couldn’t leave her alone. He poked; he tugged; he danced; he hugged. But mostly he overlapped right into her space… As if he couldn’t get close enough. […]

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It Was Merry

Before the wrapping on a single gift was shredded and chucked, my heart was full. This last week had been a sketchy one with crumbling health and too little sleep for the weary. At which time I realized I wanted nothing…needed nothing…hoped for nothing but my kids to rise from their covers alive. When my […]

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Choosing Joy

It started last Monday with our daughter. The one who couldn’t get warm. The one who then got too warm bundled in bed and who screamed with fever such that I covered twenty feet in a single step when I flung myself to her bedside. “It was okay,” I told her. “Mommy was here.” Still […]

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The Wrapper

About this time yesterday, our son was alone. In the living room. For ten minutes. Alone with his Christmas presents, the rest of a roll of blue masking tape, a wad of rubber bands and a black Sharpie. At which time he rigged his present pile such that he could drag the thing down the hallway […]

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The bough of holly that’d been hung haphazardly at the Orting Post Office finally swooped from the ceiling and dangled like a knee high sock at the ankle, blocking the entrance. The next lady through the door wiped the bouncing bough from her face and stood on one saggy side of it as the four […]

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Speaking for the Palate

Lunch was just a burp behind us when my son asked for something to eat. “Eat?!” I gasped. The very plate he’d eaten from was only seconds in the sink. I pointed to a pile of left over apple slices. Free for the taking. But my son shrugged. “Nah,” he said. “I just want something […]

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Two Man Band

It started with this one. Who came and honked his harmonica six inches from my face. Then asked if I liked it. And I did. Which was when I smiled like my hair might fall out and asked if he would close the door tightly behind him. One turned into two. Which was when I […]

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Scrap Houses

On Monday night, for the price of nothing, we emptied our pantry of forgotten graham crackers and wrinkled marshmallows. We dumped a medley of cereal into small bowls. And sampled pretzel sticks we hadn’t seen for months. We had no blue print in mind. No template, either. Just a glue gun and an overwhelming desire […]

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The Gift of Joy

Two and a half months ago, we planned our trip to Great Wolf Lodge. Only we didn’t mention a word to these guys. Not a peep. Not a hint. Zip. Which meant that when we showed up in the Great Wolf Lodge parking lot  Thursday night instead of where they thought we were going, they […]

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