A Day in the Life

A Day in the Life

This week I completed a course I was taking for my teaching certificate. I’m taking another course online, but this one was in a classroom for the past two weeks. We had a babysitter come stay with the kids and so for two weeks, things have been kind of tricky around my house. Our schedules are all messed up, the laundry is piling up, I can’t find my favorite travel mug, and Bean’s not quite sure what to make of the babysitter coming over all day, every day. Even Gracie…

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Scawy

Scawy

I blogged a couple months ago about the latest change in Bean recently – he’s become scared of “scawy” things.  He didn’t like scary cartoons.  He even got scared at Winnie the Pooh when they went into the darker part of the Hundred Acre Woods.  But the one that he didn’t like the most was Zorg from Toy Story.  How do I know this?  Because we were in the Toy Story shop at Disney and Bean practically scaled up my body when he saw a stuffed Zorg on a display. …

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A Sign of the Times

A Sign of the Times

Signs That You’re Parents of an Infant You count time in four-hour intervals. You wake up every couple hours at night – some because the baby is crying and some because she’s not. At any given time there is some kind of bodily fluid somewhere on your clothes. You measure your worth as a person in gummy, baby smiles. You begin to refer to your spouse as The Baby Maker and you avoid him at all costs. You haven’t showered in two days.  And, quite frankly, you don’t see why…

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A Love Note.

A Love Note.

Fifteen years ago, if someone would have asked me if I knew who Kate was I would have said, “that redheaded girl?” Twelve years ago, if you would have told me that I would begin dating the girl I would eventually marry I would have said, “you’re crazy”. Ten years ago, if you would have told me that after I married Kate we would pack up and move to Connecticut I would have said, “you are off your rocker”. Six years ago, on our wedding day, if you would have…

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Gracie and Kitty Kitty

Gracie and Kitty Kitty

Gracie is a cuddler. Have I ever told you that? Well, she is. She will root down into your neck as far as you will let her and then, once she’s warm and cozy in there, she’ll close her eyes and sigh a sweet, satisfied, milk-scented sigh. And that’s where she’ll stay until you make her come out. She likes to hold onto things, too. If she’s laying down, you can put your hand on her belly and instinctively, she’ll wrap both arms around your arm and hold on for…

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Deeeeevine.

Deeeeevine.

(Before I resume our regularly scheduled programming of nonsense here on Marriage Confessions this morning, I wanted to take a minute to thank you all for your outpouring of kindness, encouragement, and support last week.  Your comments and emails were incredibly uplifting and just what I needed to hear in my blogging slump.  Fear not.  I will continue to rattle on about the mundane until you all stop coming back and commiserating with me.  So, thanks for the encouragement.  You made my heart happy.) I’ve mentioned it before, but we…

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This Is What My Limit Looks Like

This Is What My Limit Looks Like

As a blogger, I willingly and knowingly open myself up to a fair amount of scrutiny on a daily basis.  I get criticisms about everything from how I feed my kids, to the choices Chris and I make in our marriage, to my weight, to my grammar.  For the most part, if those criticisms are posted to my blog as comments, I leave them up.  Sometimes they are helpful.  Sometimes they are showing a different opinion.  Sometimes they are giving a different point of view.  I have no problem with…

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My Husband’s Rut

My Husband’s Rut

One of my favorite characteristics in Chris is that he is unshakable.  Unstoppable.  Unflappable.  You know that phrase, “He takes a lickin’ and keeps on tickin’?”  They basically wrote that about Chris.  There hasn’t been any challenge I’ve seen him face that he hasn’t been able to rise to, take on, and move forward as a better person.  And usually, he does this while bringing his family to a better place, too.  He’s just that kind of person.  He believes in success and he believes that he can be successful…

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A Healthy Marriage

A Healthy Marriage

We took Bean to the pediatrician for this two-year-old check up a couple weeks ago and they confirmed what we had already suspected. He’s a pipsqueak. Bean’s in the 5th percentile for weight. Meaning that 95% of two-year-olds are bigger than him. Dude’s tiny. Our doctor wasn’t too concerned. She said that he was healthy looking, had some pudge on his thighs, and an animal cracker belly gut. If he looked malnourished or sickly, she would be more concerned. But she did say that if he dropped below the 5th…

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The Share Chair

The Share Chair

“Bean!” squealed Gracie. “I’m so glad you’re here!” “Oh, yeah? How come?” “All Mom’s given me is this stupid little lamb to play with, but it just keeps staring at me. I thought maybe you could bring me something more fun to play with…” “Oh, sure!” said Bean. “Here. You can have my Lightning McQueen car.” (silence) “Go ahead,” said Bean. “Take him.” “Gee, thanks, Buddy,” said Gracie. “But I was hoping you had something a little more…my taste?” “Umm…” thought Bean, looking around. “Oh, I know! Here. Take this…

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