…the kids who have to watch their parents kissing.” –From my 10 year old son (the one in the picture just below this post.)
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“Yook, mommy, it’s a yizzard.” Actually it was a rock, but the 3 year old was greatly amused by her joke. “Oh, he fell down on the flower!” A surprising thing to hear, since I am pretty sure flowers aren’t allowed on the track during the men’s 200 meter sprint. But this was spoken...
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Spoken with some satisfaction by my 10 year old daughter who arrived from Ethiopia last year. “In Ethiopia I don’t scream too much. But at Layla there’s lots of kids and it was very loud and I practiced screaming.” She nodded with satisfaction. “Now I’m very good at it.”...
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I had no idea that pairing a brown shoe with black shorts was so very wrong. It is obvious to me that I am not as stylish as I like to imagine. I am still undecided about the heels/shorts dilemma…the vote was 21-15 in favor of the heels, which is not definitive enough to...
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I have three children who were all born within 5 months’ time. Currently they are all ten years old. They are each other’s best buddies, but they are also extremely competitive. Who’s taller? Who’s faster? Who can hold their breath the longest underwater? Everything is a competition. The other day the three of them...
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This morning at breakfast one of my 10 year old boys was teasing his 10 year old sister, just a little. She arrived from Ethiopia 11 months ago, and her vocabulary isn’t quite as extensive as his, so he pulled out an old joke he’d used to death on his 6 year old sister....
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Spoken by my 10 year old son this evening: “Mom, I’m going to save up my money, so I can pay all your bills. Then you can live in the middle of fountains and Bibles and new cars.”
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The other evening my 3 year old and 5 year old were in the bathroom getting ready to brush their teeth. The 3 year old held out her toothbrush to the 5 year old and said, “Can you give me some frosting?”
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Eldest is talking about getting an apartment with a friend this summer.   I’m sad to think of her not living at home, but I’m also excited for her to have this adventure.  This evening on the way home from Pizza Hut, John and I were talking about which extra bits of furniture we have that...
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This afternoon after surviving an arduous first-day-of-homeschool-after-a-10-day-vacation, I pulled out an activity that I’d brought on the trip but hadn’t gotten around to doing with the girls.   It was totally frou-frou:   a bunch of dollar-store fake fingernails.   The girls had a blast sticking on the nails, feeling ever-so-elegant.   As my 5 year old...
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