This was a real live conversation between my friend V and her almost-three-year-old daughter, T, and it doesn’t get much better than this.
Category: Life – It doesn’t live itself
Weekend Coffee Share #53 (NaBloPoMo No No)
If we were having coffee, I would ask how you did with writing in November. I really dropped the NaBloPoMo ball this year. The week of Thanksgiving wore me out and then I got a cold, and I just wasn’t feeling it. But I’m okay with not doing it the whole time.
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Weekend Coffee Share #51
(Because the holiday was so exhausting, this share took place via text.
Hey girl. How was thanks?
Oh, awesome! I was SO happy my folks came out, kind of a lost minute decision. They stayed for the OH/MI game and left today.
Yeah, Ann Arbor.
Weekend Coffee Share #50
If we were having coffee, we would talk about our plans for the upcoming week, because so much of the country is celebrating Thanksgiving this week. Although my thoughts on Thanksgiving as something to “celebrate” are evolving (more on that another time) it will be nice to gather with people.
One of my best good friends from Seattle who moved back to her home state of Minnesota about six months before we left is coming here to visit her husband’s family. Our girls are two months apart and I can’t wait to get them together. Also, and this is a surprise, my folks are coming! I am so excited about seeing them and them getting to see Wee One.
If we were having coffee, I would tell you about something really exciting that happened today: WO “read” Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See? to me tonight. Obviously, she didn’t read every word, but she read more than she missed, and even got a few I didn’t realize she knew! It was beautiful!
Weekend Coffee Share #49
If we were having coffee, it would be a little later in the day, for I have been recovering from last night. I know: I’m not a kid anymore and never mix your liquors, but lordy it was fun. I just haven’t gone out like that in such a long time, to a bar/club with dancing and people watching.
What A Year
Yesterday, I accidentally released a post I hadn’t quite finished, so I hurriedly and embarrassedly deleted it, but I would still like to visit the topic. Because yesterday last year, October 3rd, was the day we finally got to Ohio and could take a breath.
God’s Hand In All Things
At poignant times like this, the birth or death of a love one, a sacred chasm is open and it is easier to peer into and make sense of things beyond.
How Great Thou Art
Rather unexpectedly, my father-in-law, with whom I have been living for the past year, passed away Saturday night. Time has been sort of weird since then. We thought we had a little more time with him, but don’t we always think that? Or hope that?
A Screened-In Porch
Wee One, Cohiba, and I are on vacation this week – the first one Cohiba and I have had since we got married, and the first one we’ve taken as a family with the three of us. We got a house on Hilton Head island. A small three-bedroom with a cute little pool, fenced in yard, and three blocks from the beach.
It also has a screened-in porch.
A Treasure To Keep
Living here at Casa In-Laws and having a toddler means that I’ve gotten to know a lot of their neighbors. I has especially become good friends with our next door neighbors, who are so sweet to Wee One. They have two kids of their own: 16 & 10.
I Didn't Just Wake Up This Morning With A Craving 