Yearly Archives: 2014

I realize that there are some stories that I should probably just keep to myself.  Stories that I should tuck away in my memory bank and take them out to enjoy only when I need a private little chuckle.  Stories that, when shared, I envision my Dad placing his head in his hands and shaking […]

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A few days ago I was finishing up the frantic rush to clean up the house in anticipation of a visit from friends.  Like any rational person, I like to clean up the house to near perfection in order to carry on the facade that I keep my house clean, dust free, streak free, dirt […]

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We have a baby book for Charlie.  My mom bought it for me before my belly even showed the slightest hint of our expectant blessing.  It is yellow and green with a quaint little giraffe on the front.  I still remember taping our first and then our second ultrasound onto it’s pages as we awaited […]

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We just returned home from our 4th consecutive night of baseball.  And by “just” I mean an hour and a half ago.  It takes that long for kids to be bathed, showered, snacked, tooth-brushed, put to bed and put to bed again after descending the stairs for a last conversation, hug, drink of water, ‘good-night’ […]

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Just under 36 years ago a tiny baby girl with a bald head was placed into the hands of a bearded man with thick, dark, curly hair–hair so high it raised his height measurement about 6 inches.  It wasn’t the first time he would be called “Daddy”, but it was the first time he would […]

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