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Trust

Posted on January 31, 2007

Parenting is trust. Trusting your instinct. Trusting your partner. Guarding your children’s trust. Encouraging them to trust friends, but cautioning them not to trust too much. Teaching them to trust you. Trusting them to achieve milestones when they are ready. It is sacred, this trust within family. I look at our girls and find myself living and breathing by my ability to deserve their trust, to be worthy. Don’t use the phone in the car, don’t make empty promises (or threats). Let them test and explore. Let them become acquainted with their own instinct. Trust that they’ll forgive me. Trust that they’ll come back to me. This heightened awareness of trust gives me pause in every day life. Spending so much of my time…

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Frickin’ Frock

Posted on January 31, 2007

First, let me start off with a disclaimer: I believe “fricking” and “freaking”to be huge cop-outs.However, I could not fight the allure of alliteration and my chutzpah stops just shy of blatant profanity in titles…I think. I may go back on that some day, but not this day. So, the frocks arrived, they of an earlier post, wherein I hemmed and hawed about what to wear, finally arriving at 2 options. The feedback I received was nearly unanimous in preference for the second dress. Who cares right? I mean how long can you really drag out a post (or series of posts as the case may be) on which dress to wear to an event. Never underestimate my power to milk a topic. I…

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Sweet Dreams

Posted on January 29, 2007

The days seems so long these days, with so many things carrying over to the next day’s to do list. I try to find something each day that feels like a victory, even if it’s just the tiniest of accomplishments…putting away a hamper full of folded clothes , cleaning the kitchen, or prepping the pot for the next morning’s coffee (I did say tiny.) The one thing I can count on every night is my routine with Avery, it is literally my salvation. After kisses for Daddy and Briar, she burrows her face in my neck and I carry her upstairs. Depending upon the amount of dinner I failed to clean from her face, we pop into the bathroom for a few quick passes…

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Ahem, Mom Can Do Stuff Too

Posted on January 29, 2007

It’s no secret around the house that Mom is not quite as talented as Dad in the art department. Just last night I was giving Briar a bath as Sean put Avery down for the night.We were using Crayola Bath Tub Crayons to deface the lime green tiles of the shower surround. (Technically since the bathroom is as old as the house – 115 years- I don’t think it’s really a shower surround, but bear with me, I am trying to pretend it’s not a 4 x 4 square of inadequacy.) Much to Briar’s chagrin we were plum out of pink, so I was using green. “Mommy draw a Mickey.” “Umm, ok. Hang on. Ok. Here we go. Let me smear this on. Ok,…

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I’ve Said it Before

Posted on January 29, 2007

…and I’ll say it again: There’s something about Dads and daughters. Like a Hallmark Hall of Fame special,mixed with a Lifetime movie of the week when you’re sick, to a box of fluffy little puppies, it just gets me. Sean and Briar spent some quality time painting at the dining room table – This must just be riveting from the non-granddparents readership of this humble little blog. Fear not, I’ll be back to my slightly less gushy in love with my husband self soon…though behind each snarky or child adoring post is a series of eyelash batting, hankie waving thoughts about the incredible guy I married, except of course when he mocks me and breaks into some Flock of Seagulls song. A few pictures…

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