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A flying good time at the airshow.

A flying good time at the airshow.

Three weeks ago, we were in a parking lot when suddenly Corban cried out, “I see a plane!” Sure enough, there was a billboard advertising the upcoming airshow. We marked it on our calendars and counted it day by day by day by day by glorious is-it-today day. We were at the library a week […]

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Had to make it happen.

Had to make it happen.

This bunch has tried to swim, oh, every other week or so. But by evening, it’s been too cold, too rainy, or our schedules have clashed. A couple weeks ago, the afternoon was gorgeous, perfect swimming weather. So we made plans for swimming. And by evening, it was chilly. But I was bound and determined […]

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Empty boxes and full basements.

Empty boxes and full basements.

We bought 15 pounds of blueberries last week. The first 5-pound box is gone. You can see who’s at fault. (That’s right, I’m the mom who eats the last piece of cake and says, “The kids must have sneaked it,” after wiping the crumbs off my mouth.) Good friend Megan is The Babysitting Queen and […]

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28 Jul Posted by in Corban, Friends, Jaeda | Comments

Summer, sand, and siblings.

Summer, sand, and siblings.

Swinging alone and swinging together. New mystery cars making friendships last better. Impromptu exploring on our favorite beach; no swimsuits, no problem, just undies for each. Intricate details on large coloring paper complete these extra fun summertime capers.

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26 Jul Posted by in Friends, House | Comments

Working hard any way you slice it.

Working hard any way you slice it.

The kids and I spent a weekend with my family last month. My intention was to help my mom with her basement or scrapbook or anything to be a good firstborn and help out during her time off this summer. Unfortunately, we made those plans before I knew I was pregnant, so by the time […]

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A backpack, a hammock, and a cleaning product.

A backpack, a hammock, and a cleaning product.

We were all playing outside a few weeks ago when Corban spotted it. The red kid mower, broken…and in the neighbor’s trash pile. We played with it for the last hour before its demise, and then we returned it to its resting ground. Corban still talks about that “wonderful red mower; it’s okay if it’s […]

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Corban and Outside and ‘Boocha and Friends

Corban and Outside and ‘Boocha and Friends

Corban was given a helmet recently. He wore it for two days straight. Our summer goal is to get him to ride all the way to the library (and back)–a one-mile roundtrip! He reminds me every time he rides, every time we drive, every time he sees his bike: “Mom, my goal is to ride […]

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15 Apr Posted by in Adventures, Family, James | 1 comment

The most elaborate birthday surprise yet.

The most elaborate birthday surprise yet.

James celebrated his golden birthday a couple Sundays ago. 30 on the 30th. I told him this is the coolest one he’ll ever have. It’s all downhill from here. There are so many components to this surprise, I’ll try pare it down. (Yeah, right.) Sunday, we ate the traditional bunny cake. Unfortunately, Saturday was the […]

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12 Apr Posted by in Corban, Friends, Jaeda | Comments

We love babies.

We love babies.

Neighbor babies. Walking babies. New babies. Talking babies. Slouching babies. Never-took-a-paci-but-now-is-obsessed babies. Drooling babies. Love-expressed babies. Scratch that. He’s not a baby; he’s a preschooler!

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08 Jan Posted by in Friends | Comments

The Entry of 2014

The Entry of 2014

We rang in the new year with our neighbors. Actually, we saw hours past the new year, once The Paper Game started. A decision that’s always fun in the moment but always regretted the next morning. (If you’ve never experienced the phenomenon that is TPG, come over. Tonight!) And the board game Shadows over Camelot made us almost miss the ball […]

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