Category: Stories
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Mamas, Don’t Let Your Babies Grow Up To Be Bullies
Yesterday I wrote about a schoolmate calling my child a not-so-nice name. It happens. Unless you’re one of the minority, you’ve probably been teased too. Even if you’re a rock star. I have a theory about that, which I shared on Facebook after posting the link to Sticks and Stones. First of all, I have to…
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Shopping With Littles
Some days I’d rather walk the plank than bring my kids shopping with me. I freely admit to having low mojo days when, if possible, I leave my youngest at home or bring her along, but strap her securely into the shopping cart, with a snack and my iphone. Does she enjoy being confined to…
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I’m A Loser Baby
“I’m a loser baby, so why don’t you kill me?” A rather dramatic song lyric don’t you think, Beck? I may be a chronic loser, but it’s no reason to snuff me out. Maybe just let me nap for awhile. I’ll even get up and make you dinner if you just look for my…
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Still Siblings…
My brother Mike and I circa 1976. Move over John Travolta… that stylin’ disco dude in the background is our dad. Siblings fight. It’s totally normal. So apparently my children are abnormal. They’re still young though, so all hell could still break loose. But at this moment they are completely peaceful. They have never…
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The Backpack Pack Rat Strikes Again
My girl loves herself a backpack. Or a purse. Or better yet, someone else’s purse. So if yours is pink or has a butterfly on it, you’d best keep one hand on your handbag at all times. In typical female fashion, she stuffs her bag full of completely unnecessary items. I wrote about her…