The mused wanderings of a tired mother and writer because blogging is cheaper than therapy and makes me look like I know what I'm doing.
Helplessly Devoted to You!
I wish I had taken a picture of my just turned ten-year-old learning to cut his meat for the first time. Not only did he saw at it like...
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This morning, I slept in. I did not slide my lethargic body out of bed with my alarm at 6 a.m. I shut it down and half an hour later, I...
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I wish I had taken a picture of my just turned ten-year-old learning to cut his meat for the first time. Not only did he saw at it like...
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“Is that your mom’s painting,” my nine-year old asks barely glancing at the watercolor landscape of the Point Reyes lighthouse o...