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Darling Finn…

Tonight as I kissed my sleeping and now three-year-old daughter in her sleep, I whispered a question: “Are you still my baby girl?” To my utter love and surrendering, she nodded three times and smiled. Oh my heart.

Two for bed

Long asleep now, two little fuddleheads snug in their beds, once were bedeviled and scourges of earth. Proof:

Little in this world…

Wherein F entices any and all to play with her, and the cat demures… Wherein O dances to avoid being photographed, but ends up in a lovely pic anyway… Wherein we examine the Greebles that lurk under the bed at night and, in fact, become one just to show...

2 cents

My kids (5 years and 3 years) just called me up at work and asked me what I wanted for dinner – they’re running a restaurant today at home it seems. When I said chocolate cake, they said it would be 2 cents. Seems like a deal, but then I should remember...