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Sweet Sixteen

It’s quite possible that the person that invented the phrase sweet sixteen meant it as an oxymoron. In my experience sixteen has a temper and is a little moody. It’s May 17th and you, my birthday girl, my only girl, … Continue reading

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Suck it UP

Lizzie’s commitment to volleyball has started to rub off on me in unexpected ways (I watched Aaron Rodgers make two hail mary passes and even though I had to Google “hail mary pass” I can now say I have officially watched … Continue reading

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Quinn’s Song

Lately, when I tuck Quinn in bed, I sing to him. Sean’s been working all night and the older kids tend to be plugged in or never around (or, sigh, living in Seattle), so there are no critics to be … Continue reading

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Blink While You Breathe

I have just settled into my seat at Starbucks with the plan of a 2.5 hour grading session while Lizzie is at practice. This image of the kids popped up on my screen. I scrolled to a similar one of them … Continue reading

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In Protest of the Pizza Fundraiser

Putting the fun in fundraiser. Continue reading

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Crying at Walgreens

“Woah, money won’t do the trick, but it will help. Still, we won’t need it to turn things around.” -The Avett Brothers When I was twenty-four and pregnant with Luke, I supplemented my crap teaching salary by working after school in a … Continue reading

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Dream a Little Dream of Me

Luke left home and I didn’t tell you. I left you hanging. I forgot, somehow, to mention that I cried all the way to the airport (tears triggered by this hug goodbye to Quinn): I cried so much when we … Continue reading

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Young Arts and My Covered Buttons

I was in fourth grade when my teacher, Sr. Joan, told me that the art of growing up meant learning to “cover your buttons.” She also told me that getting my period would mean that for the rest of my … Continue reading

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Good to You

“We were together. I forget the rest.” -Walt Whitman  We have been in school for two months now and it feels like a year already. Two months without drawing or writing or baking. Two months of chasing in a city that … Continue reading

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I finally have the show work (or much of it) loaded on Behance. Hooray. Thanks for your help, Ryan (who shot everything except for the blurry ones … those are mine, sigh). The work is still up for a few weeks, … Continue reading

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