In her final steps as a preschooler, Mia walks over a wooden bridge towards the next stop in her educational journey. Kindergarten here she comes. The baby years are officially behind me, I am and will continue to be deeply immersed in the … Continue reading
It is a whisper past six am. It is still dark, with only the slightest hint of the purple dawn washing away the night sky. I hear my daughter’s door squeak open and the fast run of footsteps down the hall … Continue reading
It is clear, I’ll never attempt to cut my kid’s hair. I leave it to the professionals to do it once every couple of months. I am trying to avoid my own upbringing of home cut bangs; which may or may not have … Continue reading
The other night, the girls were digging around my jewelry box when they discovered the drawer where I keep my Grandma Thelma’s jewelry. Squeals of delight and eyes glowing with excitement, they beg to put on her clip-on earrings. Before … Continue reading
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