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Balance. The nature of “three” is imbalance. I try and fail to picture a triangular see-saw. The thing I am finding hardest about parenting two children is achieving balance and helping meet everyone’s needs, not just the clean bum, full … Continue reading
I Knew I Forgot Something
After yesterday’s post, I knew I had one more bit of random stuff but I couldn’t remember it. Luckily I have a lot of time in the dark to think these days so it came back to me tonight. The … Continue reading
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Tagged before I had children I had sleep, television, thoughts while nursing, trombone
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Scattered is an Understatement
Potato News Last week I saw a bag of pre-peeled, chopped-into-cubes potatoes, for sale at Safeway. They were called “Today’s Potatoes.” (discarded marketing slogan: Because Potatoes are HARD WORK) When I got home I went to the Today’s Potatoes website … Continue reading
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Tagged before I had children I had sleep, Fresco, photos, potatoes, stephen joseph harper, trombone
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Keeling
I have always thought of myself as someone who maintains an even keel. Calm to the point of maddening the excitables around me. Relaxed so that I might sleep through a rock concert. The flip side is that I have … Continue reading
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Marketing Genius Targets Suburban Mother, Scores Direct Hit
We gave Trombone a copy of Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day for Christmas. It’s a bit wordy but he gets the gist and has asked to hear it a few times. I was hoping it … Continue reading