My Mum told me after Little Red was born, “you love those whom you serve.”  We serve our children most, was her implication, and I was probably nursing Little Red at the time. As I watch Little Red play with Earl Bird, kiss him, hold his hand, and offer his nose for a buffet, I […]

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I think I’ve said “I’m an idiot” a million times since Tuesday.  Paul, who is kind to a fault, keeps saying, “you’re not an idiot.  You just get flustery sometimes.”  Fine, but I’m still an idiot. But I’ve thought a lot about it, and started looking back at how many times I’ve been flustered lately, […]

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The Great Escape

When Paul’s alarm went off at ten to seven on Monday morning, I was beat.  We had, of course, stayed up late with his brother the night before.  Little Red asked one of us to hop into bed with him and I told him to climb into my bed.  He rolled over and closed his eyes, so […]

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Paul’s boss met us in line at the hotel on Saturday evening to ensure that our check-in went smoothly.  (Good thing: the hotel charges $20 for a crib and he decided to foot that, too.)  As they chatted, Paul and Jim, Jim casually said, “and tomorrow is suit and tie.”  We had already turned around (within […]

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Our Non-Vacation

After much waffling, the boys and I decided to join Paul on his convention.  We went to: Just kidding, we didn’t go to New York, nor did we stay at the New York, New York in Vegas (Vegas is where the convention really was.)  We stayed at the Golden Nugget.  (Paul’s boss is a big […]

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I Heart Joshua Trees

Before Saturday, the only Joshua Tree I had seen was on the cover of a U2 album.  At the time I was more interested in the music than the photograph, and paid it very little mind.  As we drove across the desert on Saturday, I cared nothing for the music, and I fell in love […]

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Thursday’s Thoughts

It is two weeks to the day that Little Red decided he was no longer wearing diapers, but underwear (thus the new nickname: Captain Underpants.)  He stayed dry all morning, even telling me when he needed to go instead of going at a time I had insisted he try (which I’ve stopped doing because the […]

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