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Monthly Archive for December, 2013

Cocoa Bites

Maybe dates by themselves aren’t your thing. Or almonds. Or shredded coconut. Or maybe they are. I just know that blending these three items with unsweetened cocoa powder and a little water creates something my kids plead for with batted eyelashes. The February 2013 issue of the Family Fun magazine calls them Cocoa Bites. Which […]

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Mike & Antonio

On Wednesdays between 8:40 a.m. and the next half hour, we wait for them. Wait with our front door cracked to hear the lunge and the lurch and the rarrr rarrr of the garbage truck. Wait for Antonio or Mike to leap from the truck’s side and heft the contents of our wobbly can into […]

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I can tell you what’s better than two hands on my face in the morning asking what’s for breakfast. It’s being able to tell those two hands that breakfast is already on the counter. Yep. Already made the night before. Two months ago, when we were catching a squeaky-early flight to Florida, we ate this […]

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You Won’t Be Needing That Stone

It did not occur to her until today to read her Bible on her own. To find her way to the book of John, the eighth chapter and read silently to herself. Only now that she has, she can’t keep it to herself and exclaims from the couch, “WOW! This is really good stuff.” When […]

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In the Bread Aisle

We are hand-in-hand in the bread aisle when my boy tugs twice. I furrow both eyebrows. “Were you scared?” he whispers. “Scared?” My forehead forms a mess of lines. He is more direct. “Were you scared when you got married?” The question settles on me. In me. And when I look down again, he is […]

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Steve

Other than our first married Christmas where we recycled the tree from Orting High School’s assembly and decorated it in our apartment with homemade construction-paper reindeer and wreaths. And the year after that. Where we wheeled into a gas station in Bonney Lake and left with a noble just big enough for our coffee table […]

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Joy at the Table

There were years in a row that we were at my parent’s house for Thanksgiving. Sometimes pulling in on Wednesday night in time for the pizza run. And sometimes bailing from the car at noon on Thursday just in time for grace and passing the yams. Then there were a couple of messy years where […]

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