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The saddest sentence I have ever heard

So, yesterday I had to do something that I had hoped I could avoid forever. I had to tell Mack about Santa. Mack turned nine this month, and was therefore already a bit on the old side for “believing.” (The … Continue reading

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A partridge in a pear tree

My husband Byron travels quite a bit for his job. Some months he is gone almost all week, every week. Most of the time this doesn’t bother me too much. It’s been this way for ten years. The kids don’t … Continue reading

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A Tale of Two Sisters

Mornings are not our finest hour. Not by a long shot. Darling Hubby leaves by 6:30, a full 15 minutes before I begin to stagger around and a good hour before I wake the children. A typical morning involves numerous, … Continue reading

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