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2022 Sunday Night at the Beach: Edition 3
I was so busy chatting and conversing during this trip to the secret beach that I didn’t manage to really capture very many images! A good friend from college along with his wonderful wife and kids drove up from Iowa for a few days during their vacation, and we had…
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Number Eight
Baseball happens nearly every day for this guy, but even if it did happen every single day, there would not be enough baseball in his life.
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2022 Sunday Night at the Beach: Edition 2
It was another chilly night, but the wind didn’t have quite as big of teeth. The Banana and the Devious Snail and I picked up Mr. TOF from baseball practice and drove down to the Secret Beach just as the sun was setting. We brought towels just in case, but…
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New Household Resident
All of his siblings were gone for most of the week, so he was an only child who filled his days with baseball, dog sitting for our neighbors, reading books and relaxing. However, we did acquire a trombone! For a number of really good reasons, Mr. TOF has decided to…
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2022 Sunday Night at the Beach: Edition 1
For the first time ever, a kidlet drove the car to Sunday Night at the Beach. The Banana was at the helm of the van, with Dr. Peds next to her. I sat in the middle of the minivan! The Banana and Dr. Peds determined that we needed snacks for…
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Tis the Season
It is baseball, baseball, baseball every day for this guy. He’s either practicing, playing in a game, listening to the Minnesota Twins on the radio, or contemplating the future of turning 13 when he can become an umpire for Little League games. (He moves up to an older team next…
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Slightly Stereotypical
She tried on her new uniform and tried out her “No Running!!!” voice on her siblings. We all declared that our water loving swimmer makes a stereotypical (but very responsible) lifeguard. May she have a wonderful summer keeping people in line and averting catastrophe.
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Some Things I’ve Been Loving
For this entire school year I have been enjoying the enormous hug pile that awaits me at the end of each Thursday morning preschool music class. After we sing the “Good-bye Song” an enormous group of small people smother me with hugs all at once. My friend Rhonda sent me…