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The Art of Repetition

I was tucking The Love Fairy in last night who was in a particularly lovey Love Fairy mood and she said: “Mama, you’re the best mama ever.“ “Oh really, why?” “Because you love us even when you yell at us.“ (Hmmmm, so they know I yell.  I was hoping they didn’t notice.)  “How do you know that?” I ask. “Because you’ve told us that one hundred times.” Whew. And I always think I’m talking to myself.   Good to know one thing has sunk...
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A Picture Worth A Thousand Words –

So yesterday I was going through a stack of papers in our little office/den/art room/whatever and I found this: So I go over to CR (’cause it’s obvious it’s her style), kneel down beside her and I ask in my sweet mellow mama voice (which is too rare obviously): “Hey CR, what’s this?” “It’s you.” “What am I doing?”  (And I already know the friggin’ answer – I’m just hoping here.  I mean, my eyes are closed and well, it does say “Haaaaaa” – I could be...
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When Your Mom Used to Be A Soccer Star

Oh yeah, it’s another happy manic Monday!  I introduce to you another guest blogger and hopefully a mainstay here at MWOB, my oldest friend Kath – a friend who knows my soul just like a friend of over 30 years should.  Kath and I met when we were 8 years old after my family just made the move of a lifetime from Chicago to Phoenix.   Our friendship has simply spanned most everything significant in a girl’s life and I sincerely wish my daughters will have a friend in their life like Kath.  As a mom, Kath is as normal as it gets.  She is my rock in a...