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The Good Luck
Focus on the good luck The rocket lands in the ocean By sheer luck nothing catches on fire this weekend, We are healthy- alive- under quiet dry skies, Birds chirp,… Read more
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Nap Time Part Two: Stream of Consciousness
It feels like it’s been so long since I’ve written. With an erratic nap schedule, erratic moods, erratic everything, erratic everything, I’ve given myself permission to lay off the S.O.P.… Read more
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Language, politics, motherhood
Fiona is learning three languages at once, “see sign”, ASL, and English, so is Jack but “spoken English” comes naturally to Jack because he can hear. Fiona on the other… Read more
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What’s an Atheist to do?
I grab the two zip lock baggies out of the fridge, one marked “Fiona” one marked “Jack”, walk over to the trash can cringing, “I’m sorry, I feel bad” I… Read more
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FLIES in the Kitchen
FLIES in the Kitchen, sweet, sticky, squares of waffle on the floor. Smeared yogurt, cheerios, some hard and shrunken from being soaked with milk, some bright and crispy just like… Read more
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Free Roaming Toddlers
Hi, it’s me again. 7:30 AM Friday morning. Jack and Fiona will be up any minute, but right now I am enjoying quietness, hot coffee, and sunflower butter on… Read more
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NEVER GIVE UP HOPE!
6:40 AM Thursday morning. Still dark outside, house still quiet. Drinking my hot coffee, eating toast. I’ve been on pins and needles this week. Jack and Fiona are going… Read more
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Things we take for Granted
7:18 AM, bright, clear, Monday morning, moved time forward yesterday so it’s really 6:19AM. Does it mean Jack and Fiona will sleep later this morning? Yesterday I didn’t let them… Read more
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We’ve entered a new stage, poop, crazy, no nap stage!
6:02am Friday morning. Sky still dark, I can hear the rain coming down, and gusts of wind. Inside the house, it’s quiet, dry, and warm. Everyone’s still sleeping. I’m eating… Read more
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Babies don’t understand private property or the concept of strangers;our mini vacation
Monday morning. 6:41AM, house still quiet. Babies sleeping, husband back from trip, still sleeping. I feel like the babies and I just returned from a trip too. We had… Read more
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Art Day, Stormy Saturday, Sunny Sunday
7:16 AM, Sunday morning. It’s the type of morning that has Hallelujah written all over it, and if I was a church going woman I’d be there this morning singing… Read more
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