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On The Eve Of Your Wedding…
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My Love For You Grows and Grows…
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Goosebumps and Shivers

On The Eve Of Your Wedding…

You are getting married tomorrow!! Holy *$%#!! Yesterday you were just a little thing, sitting on your big cousin’s lap… my tweed-gaucho-pant-lap. Let’s not even discuss the neon Aztec print sweater and banana clipped spiral perm. And now you’re all grown up, soon to be a bride. It breaks my heart that I’m not going to be there, Kels. But you know how thrilled we are for you and we’ll wing our way there one day. So put a shrimp on the barbie and have a few roos and crocs on standby for our arrival. I’m over the moon that both you and your sis have found such amazing partners—I couldn’t have handpicked better for you—kind, funny as hell, outdoorsy, super handsome—these guys are the full package. And it goes without saying how lucky they are to have found you. While we may not be there in person to watch you walk down the aisle, we’re cheering you on with so much joy and excitement as you venture down this life path—such a sweet path paved with so much love. And with that, here are a few words about this life contract called marriage—from my experience anyway. 1. Grandma Fraser[…]

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My Love For You Grows and Grows…

Moms who gush about their kids online and in person are annoying. The sun rises and sets on your babies. Your little angels are perfect in every way—sweetness and light personified. We get it. That said…. OHMYGOD I love my children!! They make anything else I’ve done in my life pale in comparison. My stomach actually does little flip flops at the thought of picking them up at the end the day, and my lips are magnetically attracted to the tops of their little heads. I physically can’t stop myself from kissing them sometimes. Obnoxious. Before you tell me to get a life that doesn’t revolve around my children, let me just state that this is nature’s fault, not mine. Mother Nature is no dummy—she knows that in order to preserve the species, mother and child must be connected first physically, and then emotionally. It’s a crazy KRAZY glue kind of bond. So even if your kid is an obnoxious little shit, you have no choice but to fiercely protect them, forever. Ah Mother Nature, you sneaky broad. Unlike a favourite iPhone app or a pet whose novelty eventually wears off, the novelty of your children never fades. Children are[…]

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Goosebumps and Shivers

  Shiver me timbers, nothing beats a good back ticklin’. My love of ‘the shivers’ has been transferred to my children. Every night as we assume the cuddle position, one of the kids whispers, “Dot-Dot-Line-Line Mummy.”  Anyone remember this childhood rhyme or did my somewhat twisted family make it up? The {non-twisted} version goes: Dot, dot, line, line {draw on their back} Let a {insert name of random animal} crawl/hop/slither/whatever…up your spine {squiggle your finger up their back} Crack an egg, on your head, let it dribble into your bed {do the action}. Tight squeeze {give their tummy a little squeeze} Cool breeze {blow on the back of their neck} Shiverrrrrrrr {lightly run your fingers up and down their back}. Good shivery fun right? What’s NOT good is absentmindedly reverting back to the version you learned as a child, which is nearly the same with the exception of the egg part. Which goes… Crack an egg, on your head, let it dribble ’til you’re dead. “WHAT did you say??” my son asked. Whoops. But he’s eight and old enough to handle the truth so I admitted to switching “dead to bed.” He suggested I avoid using the “scary” version with[…]

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