Boondock Ramblings

A little bit about a lot of things

I’m not sure how Miss G’s fascination with ants started or even when but since it’s started we have had to learn to leave enough time before we go somewhere so she can to stop and watch the ants scurry around in their little world on the sidewalk in front of the house. She also …

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I wasn’t ready for it, I’m not going to lie. The attitude. The firm shakes of the head and the cry of “no!” The folded arms. The tantrums.  The deep scowls and body flops to the floor. She’s not even two.  Yet these are the reactions I have had as I stare in horror at …

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At 20 months of age you are insanely clingy and there are brief moments it drives me crazy.“I need my hands free to push this cart! Good grief! ““I brought the stroller so you would sit in it, not so I can carry you in the sling while I push an empty stroller and get …

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My toddler loves her some mud puddles so after a rain storm Friday I took her out to find the one small mud puddle that forms in our stone driveway and let her get as messy as she wanted. In the process, while laying on the ground to get what I thought would be a …

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Hiding out from minor family tensions at Sunday dinner at my parents we found ourselves at the barn, barren of cows for probably 60 years. “I hear a cow in there!” my 9-year old declared with one of his sly grins, knowing full well there was only old tractors and barn swallows in the barn. …

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This photo was taken by sitting the camera at an odd angle and not even looking into the viewfinder because I couldn’t get into the position I needed to get the shot I wanted. If I start Yoga up again maybe I can get into that position some day.. When I knew bending down was going …

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“I’m a horrible mom!” I sobbed into the phone at my mom while waiting for  a call back from the triage nurse. It’s not the first time I’d said these words and I’m sure it won’t be the last, even though I know it should be. It was the second time we’d called the number …

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