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No Kids Allowed

No Kids Allowed

I was feeling pretty good about today until Cooper peed on our bed and Ellen sprinkled it with all the crumbs from the bottom of a bag of corn chips. Hopefully this will help them get the message about how I feel about them being in my bedroom.

Silly Daylight Savings

Silly Daylight Savings

Now that I’m a parent, I’m officially a hater of daylight savings. It’s nice to have the light in the morning so I can run outside again, but I’m not such a fan of my kids being awake while I’m trying to do a workout video or especially of being roused from my dreams before 6:30 on a Saturday to find someone staring at me. Needless to say, people have been a little tired this past week so it shouldn’t…

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A Blustery Halloween

A Blustery Halloween

We kicked off Halloween with Cooper’s first ever school Halloween Party. I was slightly appalled at how much sugar the kids got at the party and realized that I may become that mom who is suggesting we have carrot sticks for the kids to eat. I was, however, the only mom at the party that dressed up so I could still potentially be in the running for coolest mom, right? Before heading home we picked up a few items at…

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Planes

Planes

Awhile ago we told Cooper if he learned to use the potty we would take him to see the movie Planes. I made a big sticker chart with two weeks on it thinking that would be all we needed (this was our third attempt at potty training, yet I was optimistic) and by day eleven Cooper had run up a huge tab of damages and I’d abandoned the sticker chart believing he would be in diapers forever. I’d even read…

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Just Like Old Times, Sort Of

Just Like Old Times, Sort Of

We needed to challenge ourselves. To know for certain that we aren’t losing our edge and prove that we can still go the distance. The trail was chosen: an 8.5 mile hike to Hell’s Hole. We were feeling pretty hardcore when we arrived at the trail head. We donned our sunglasses with swagger, strapped those child carriers to our backs without flinching, and set off with our peanut butter and honey sandwiches. Oh, we looked baaaad. Until we hit mile…

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Because

Because

My laptop got a makeover and now sports an aqua case and waterproof (fingers crossed) keyboard cover because I’ve been feeling an increased need to protect it because it’s new because the old one suddenly stopped working because a certain little boy peed all over it. Miraculously, the boy is still alive.  

Children’s Books and Cynical Parents

Children’s Books and Cynical Parents

I am a female with a degree in English and I have never read Pride and Prejudice. I fear more shocking words have never been uttered. Not only that, but my emphasis was in teaching and I was never one of those English majors that loved the Classics. I read them, appreciated them, even enjoyed a small handful, but I greatly preferred more modern literature. (Dear would-have-been-students, I apologize for leaving the field of teaching and leaving you under the…

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Never Forget

Never Forget

Our front yard has been our third child this last year and we’ve dumped a significant amount of money and more importantly time into it. One evening, Noel and I were out watering our yard’s newest acquisition, a nice patch of Buffalo Grass. As we looked at the yard we talked about how great it was looking and how excited we were to see things continue to improve. One of the old ladies in the neighborhood hurried over while we…

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Sometimes . . .

Sometimes . . .

I think I’ve blogged because I composed beautiful posts in my head while running or doing housework, but then I realize I haven’t posted in over a week. I feel sad that the world misses out on these beautiful posts on the minutia of our lives.  Like how now that I have a Brother sewing machine and serger I like to imagine I’m on Project Runway working in the Brother sewing room and Tim Gunn is encouraging me to “make…

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I May Not Be Cool, But I’ve Got Swagger

I May Not Be Cool, But I’ve Got Swagger

The other day Noel and I were talking about how we’ve arrived at that place in life where we know we aren’t cool, but it doesn’t even bother us. Not to say that we’ve let ourselves go, but we’re in a spot where we can be confidently comfortable with who we are. With that attitude comes a certain swagger, as Noel called it, that makes a person look better than they did when they were putting forth so much effort…

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