Dear Sons #1, #2, & #3, Well, last week was officially the first time you have all been to summer camp. Second year for Pieter and first time for William and Alexander and judging by the big smiles on your faces along with the instant competition of who got to share the stories after each… Continue reading Nine Hours
Dear Sons #1, #2, & #3, Happy New Year! Happy 2024! No, you did not stay up until midnight. No, you did not get copious amounts of candy or chocolate or chips or pop just because it was New Years' Eve. And no, you're not going to be taught about "new years resolutions" or "new… Continue reading New Year. New You? No Way!
Dear Son #1, I can’t believe you’re six years old already, I know I say that every year but it’s true. It honestly felt like yesterday that you almost arrived on a friend’s couch 2 ½ weeks early. The couch has since found a new home to my understanding, and I have always wondered if… Continue reading Kids’ birthday parties—worse than wind chimes and horses. Combined.
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