family things

  • Overheard: Little A and her father.

    My husband thought he was going to sleep in this morning. He was so wrong… Little A: Wake up! WAKE UP!!!Hubby: Huh?Little A: Want up! WANT UP!!!Hubby: What do you want?Little A: Shea butter!!! At least she has good taste. I keep a pure shea butter on the top corner shelf of the closet for… Read more


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  • Boundless energy?

    Me: Time to get up! Wakey wakey…Little A: No!Me: It’s the Wakey Wakey show with Little A!Little A: I’m tired.Me: It’s time to wake up. Little A: Don’t want to! That’s the thing about running a benevolent dictatorship. Toeing the line. The softness of the velvet glove, the toughness of the iron fist. Ahhh, heavy… Read more


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  • August Picnic

    Today was Little A’s end of the year preschool picnic. It was nice. There were horseshoes, a train for the kids to ride, bubbles and plenty of snacking on the picnic blankets. Little A pushed some poor kid off of a swing, but she was good once she got her own. She did some sliding… Read more


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  • Showdown

    This afternoon I was forced to see how far I had come in my journey to grown upness. Little A managed to get hold of a bag of rice in the cabinet and spilled it on the floor. It looked like less than a cup and it scattered all over the floor, so salvaging it… Read more


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