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I read a wonderful post today that made me think about what I teach my kids. Right now they are mine, but ever so slowly forces are vying for their allegiance. Who will win? An intoxicating culture that revolves around them? A sport that demands everything and promises to fulfill? Or an invisible God that [...]
Actually, she lives down the street. I am not sure what manner of charms she imposed on Toby or if it is just her gloriously shiny blond hair, but he has suddenly become the pre-school version of George Clooney, flaunting three whole years of sophistication around the driveway on his swanky red trike.
He held nothing [...]
They are a half-hearted nod to satisfy the unspoken mandate of childhood:
“Thou shalt preserve every memory no matter how insignificant on a four by six square and if you really love your kids in an expensively adorned the heavier the better album.”
I have friends with gargantuan books that took hours upon hours of cutting, designing, [...]
It gets a little annoying.
I can’t remember exchanging Toby’s personality from pleasantly compliant charmer to compulsively opinionated dictator. Yet here I am with snot streaming down my nose while he separates individual sections of toilet paper into satisfactory squares. No, I won’t hurry up, he says as his chubby fingers work to remove a rogue [...]
Like if you were a slug, a turtle might seem fast.
I am slow and steady too. I get up on running days and double knot my Mizunos with fervor, because how else should I? They don’t know that I am no Deena Kastor, blazing a path through the dawn like a whitetail deer. I can [...]
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