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The Bro Zone.

Dear Son #1, #2, & #3, I roll my eyes and let out a very audible sigh for the 28th time today. And it's only 8:45 am. The bickering. The constant bickering that you three partake in simply astounds me sometimes. And drives me up the wall all the time. I take a deep breath… Continue reading The Bro Zone.

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Frank the Tank.

Dear Son #3, On January 9, 2023 at 10:38 am, I hovered over the "submit" button, took a deep breath, closed my eyes and hit it. You were officially registered to go to school in September. I breathed out slowly and looked over at you, creating a large family of venomous snakes out of Play… Continue reading Frank the Tank.

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I have a dream. Or actually just a few intentions.

Dear Son #1, 2 & 3, Happy New Year!! I hope you enjoyed New Year's Eve since we put you to bed at 7:30 then rang in the new year with friends. Better than all five of us being tired and testy New Year's Day at least. A popular thing to do at New Years'… Continue reading I have a dream. Or actually just a few intentions.

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The best rollercoaster.

Dear Son #1, From the moment you broke my water three weeks before you were due to the moment earlier today when it was the end of the world you didn't get a sprinkle donut, you've been keeping me on my toes. Your fierce independent nature and severe stubbornness can fill me with pride in… Continue reading The best rollercoaster.

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From Terrible Twos to Thankless Threes.

Dear Son #3 (AKA Baby A), This is it. My journey—our journey actually—is almost over. Some things I'll miss, some things I most definitely won't. It is a well-known fact that the "Terrible Twos" have a reputation for being just that, terrible. Most likely because two is the age where you're not a baby anymore,… Continue reading From Terrible Twos to Thankless Threes.

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But you remember.

Dear Son #1, Two years ago everything stopped. Suddenly, mercilessly and injected with an immense amount of fear, it all stopped. It was as if Gru had taken his Freeze Ray gun thing to the world and left us all standing there in place, blinking in panic but unable to react appropriately or even at… Continue reading But you remember.

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Love. It’s all about bodily fluids.

Dear Son #1, #2, & #3, As I wrote this blog post last week, I was upstairs listening to the high-pitched sounds of the "Bumble Gums or the Humble Buns" or something like that — that was coming from downstairs where you, my little William, laid on the couch slowly sipping a Ginger Ale happily… Continue reading Love. It’s all about bodily fluids.

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Joy to the world!

Dear Son #1, #2, & #3,  Would you look at that, a beautiful mother/children moment that I had concocted in my imagination did not go to plan. And I’m sorry, it’s not your fault, it’s mine. In my head I had conjured up a beautiful scene of all of us putting up Christmas decorations together,… Continue reading Joy to the world!

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Mommy and Daddy sit-in’ in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G!

Dear Son #1, #2, & #3,   “Ewwwww they're kissing!!”  Something we hear frequently around our house because, well, what can I say? Daddy and I like to kiss. Plus, we do it to gross you out a lot too. That’s always fun.   Today marks Mommy and Daddy’s 15th wedding anniversary. Which means we’ve been married 15 years but actually kissing… Continue reading Mommy and Daddy sit-in’ in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G!

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“Just” a Stay-At-Home-Mom.

Dear Son #1, #2, & #3,   As I write this post (FYI, I started writing this last Monday night), school is done for the day, as well as play time, screen time, down time, outdoor time, reading time and meltdown time. You have been fed, bathed and put into bed with the usual Bedtime Threes… Continue reading “Just” a Stay-At-Home-Mom.