Our oldest went to three high schools. He grew up in ten homes, in four states and two foreign countries. He said goodbye to seven best friends, six piano teachers, and four Boy Scout troops. He played on three varsity football teams, and his academic transcripts are almost as complicated as the US Tax Code.
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Bad Recipes and Why I Keep Them
Fueled by a rare rush of spring cleaning adrenaline, I lifted the bloated behemoth off of my crowded shelf of cookbooks, careful to catch the loose clippings stuffed haphazardly between her cracked covers. The 30-year-old binder full of collected recipes was surely in need of a good purge after all this time. She was full…
Supermom and the Easter Bunny
From the moment I held our first born in my arms, I wanted to be Supermom…
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I didn’t believe our base neighbors who warned us. “You’re getting a lab?” they said in disbelief. “You know labs shed, right?” …