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It doesn’t always begin very pretty. The camping part. The pop-up tent doesn’t pop up in 60 seconds like it does for the lady on the video. Or in in twenty minutes. And when it’s still sagging in twenty-five and one kid is crying, sometimes you look at the thing and say, “good enough.” But […]

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Hair Like a Campfire

My boy who doesn’t want a haircut. Who’s said so all summer. Who doesn’t even want our fingers to pull his hair to its full height and then sweep it out of his eyes like he’s a school boy. From 1950. Who combs his locks with his fingernails back into place each time. Quickly, like […]

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It’s the outdoors. I need them. Which is why I’ve camped multiple times with the kids these last several summers even when Troy couldn’t come. I’ve lasted a night on a leaky air mattress with Silas and noted with crushed hips that only one of us was still off the ground by morning. I’ve packed coolers, […]

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The Hana Highway

There’s a price to seeing some of the greenest green in the state of Hawaii. It’s called 620 curves and 59 single-lane bridges on Maui’s highway 360 heading to Hana. It’s a road full of squiggles and cars reaching speeds of 10 mph. But driving it is worth it–even for the feint of stomach. Because nothing […]

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Little Mashel Falls Trail

If you can make it to Pack Forest in Eatonville, WA, then you’re almost there. In fact, your GPS will say you are there. It’ll even say you’re at the trailhead. Which is where you want to be. Only you’ll look north, south, east, west and even under your car and realize that there is […]

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Sequalitchew Creek Trail

You might need a pronunciation guide for this trail–Se-qual-it-chew. That, and a map to find DuPont. Then, too, if you can catch the rarest thing in western Washington these days–a sunny, 45 degree morning–like we did, this is the place you want to be. Because all that rain has to amount to something. Somewhere. And […]

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What it Costs

Silas is a mix of snot and fumbled fingers. His wad of toilet paper in his front pocket is at the ready for when frustration signals his nose to run. Or for when his brain says, “enough,” and I’ve asked him to try one more time. He can catch the tears there, too. I’m in […]

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Ripples

Silas is looking at me from across the table. His elbows pinch the bowl of turkey soup in front of him while his eyes roll in disinterest. The nachos he wolfed 30 minutes earlier haven’t left room for anything else except boredom. Which is why his soup bowl is bobbing three quarters full. And why […]

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Learning From the Best

Five months before I’d turned forty, I’d made an appointment with Susan at Sephora. I was desperate. I didn’t want to look forty when I was forty. I was hoping Susan could help. Susan introduced me to primers. Eyelash primers, eye shadow primers. Stuff that goes on your face before you put the actual other […]

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Mom Bodies

I brought my mom body to Great Wolf Lodge. Ooched a swimsuit over the parts of me that didn’t quite tuck in neatly anymore. And watched as my kids abandoned their clothing like they were fleeing a fire. “You coming, mom?” Silas squealed. He was barefoot and halfway in the hallway, the rest of his […]

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