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Top Ten Friday | This Isn't Getting Any Easier
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Choosing laughter over tears, day after day. This Isn't Getting Any Easier. Top Ten Things You Should NOT Say At A Parent-Teacher Conference. 10 Sorry I’m late. I’m a little hungover. 9 Who cares about handwriting? My kid knows how to text! 8 Yes, I read with him, assuming you count him reading Facebook over my shoulder as reading together. 7 Sure, I’d love to volunteer in the classroom! Do I need to be drug tested? 6 We encourage our child to focus more on sports and less on school work. It's Almos...
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Little Einsteins | This Isn't Getting Any Easier
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Choosing laughter over tears, day after day. This Isn't Getting Any Easier. There is a gifted school in our area, and no offense to anyone who sends his/her child there, but I’m pretty sure it’s for children who are of average intelligence and who have parents who are willing to spend exorbitant amounts of money to have the word “gifted” embroidered on the child’s backpack. I digress. Anyway, I called the school. Why? Fast forward another couple of years to today. He’s in third grade and brough...I may a...
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Soccer | This Isn't Getting Any Easier
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Choosing laughter over tears, day after day. This Isn't Getting Any Easier. You know that commercial they play during the Olympics? The one where they show mothers all across the world helping their little athletes get to and from practice and sitting at their games and icing their sore muscles? What I didn’t realize when I “planned” my family was if you have three children, and each child is committed to one sport per season, you will never, ever have free time. I wish there was a ...Meghan has no job a...
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Pocket | This Isn't Getting Any Easier
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Choosing laughter over tears, day after day. This Isn't Getting Any Easier. Every mom has something she lets go in order to make time for her children’s needs. For some it’s time with friends, for others, it’s exercising. For me, it’s pants. I’ll give you a second to ponder that one. . . . . I looked down trying to figure out what exactly he was referring to. “See me in what,” I responded. 8220;Those, um, shorts,” he answered. 8220;Would you like me to wear pants from now on? Guest Blogger →. You are com...
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A post for Jamie, because she asked | This Isn't Getting Any Easier
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Choosing laughter over tears, day after day. This Isn't Getting Any Easier. A post for Jamie, because she asked. Why can’t we be part of this moment in pop culture? 8221; I have been left out. This morning, my wish came true. While #2 was busy accessorizing a sensible dress, I heard sweet music coming from the bathroom. I glided toward the tune, anxious to join in. 8220;Let it go, let it go. Can’t hold it back anymore! My Duties →. 2 Responses to “A post for Jamie, because she asked”. 4 Little Men and Gi...
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June | 2014 | This Isn't Getting Any Easier
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Choosing laughter over tears, day after day. This Isn't Getting Any Easier. Archive June, 2014. We never sat down and distributed chores. How ridiculous would it have been for me to have said, “I think I can manage literally everything other than making money, but there is no possible way I can squeeze Softsoap and Bounty purchasing onto my to-do list.”. My Most Recent Thoughts. A post for Jamie, because she asked. St Patrick’s Day. In Case You Missed It. 4 Little Men and Girly Twins. For the Love of Naps.
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My Duties | This Isn't Getting Any Easier
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Choosing laughter over tears, day after day. This Isn't Getting Any Easier. We never sat down and distributed chores. How ridiculous would it have been for me to have said, “I think I can manage literally everything other than making money, but there is no possible way I can squeeze Softsoap and Bounty purchasing onto my to-do list.”. A post for Jamie, because she asked. One Response to “My Duties”. June 2, 2014 at 9:38 pm. Remind me not to shake your hand.😉. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Blog at WordPres...
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A Classic Read | This Isn't Getting Any Easier
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Choosing laughter over tears, day after day. This Isn't Getting Any Easier. I like to consider my kids “sheltered”. They have no access to the internet, they watch movies that are rated G, and the Disney channel is about as racy as it gets over here. I have always wanted to preserve their innocence as long as I could, and I thought I was doing a pretty good job. A couple of months ago, I became concerned that I wasn’t. There is a store called Dick’s”! 8220;How is it a name and a bad word? They were hyste...
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The Cast | This Isn't Getting Any Easier
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Choosing laughter over tears, day after day. This Isn't Getting Any Easier. 3, aka Little Furball, 20 months, is the wild man of the bunch. He has a passion for dumping water, eating dog food, and electricity. He is a great climber and bruises easily. His favorite foods include blueberries and bananas. He’s an excellent sleeper, frequent pooper, and all around happy guy. 6 Responses to “The Cast”. February 1, 2010 at 3:32 pm. So happy, that I found your blog! March 18, 2010 at 2:14 pm. Enter your comment...
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This Isn't Getting Any Easier | Choosing laughter over tears, day after day. | Page 2
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Choosing laughter over tears, day after day. This Isn't Getting Any Easier. Within a week, I was driving eight hours to pick up a puppy from somewhere near the Canadian border. Why? The next morning I awoke, Barlow loyally beside me, when #1 walked into the room. 8220;There’s poop all over you,” he said nonchalantly. Today’s post was written by one of the funniest, smartest, most entertaining first-graders I know. #2 wrote this:. I’ll give you a second to ponder that one. . . . . After two and a half yea...
