Sweater Weather!

It’s been 7 years since I’ve had any reason to wear a sweater in September. I am overjoyed to see the leaves changing, the pumpkin spice syrups flowing and the mums in full bloom. Although Grady was born in Colorado…

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Back-to-School Night

Tonight I got to meet Annie Bea’s new teacher face-to-face (from the nose up). 😷 22 masked parents gathered on tiny chairs to listen to snack protocols, classroom rules and birthday celebration guidelines. Same stuff. Different year. The teacher was…

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A Bag of Rocks

We woke up this morning to a large tear in our pool liner. About 8 inches of the water had drained out and it was time to act before we had a total disaster. The pool guy came by and…

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Goodbye, Miami

Over the last 6 months, we’ve made our way north from Miami to Mahwah. What a trip. As I look back, I’m sort of amazed that I survived. I’m even shocked that I’m married. And I am flabbergasted that we…

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Garage Band

We’ve settled into our new home in Mahwah, New Jersey. Part of getting to know our surroundings includes touring the kids’ schools. At Grady’s school, we met the music teacher. Grady made an incredible impression. Grady: I love music. In…

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Shmelf on the Shelf

Now that Christmas is over and the decorations are put away and the pressure is off, I think I am ready to talk about our Elf experience. I think. On November 30, 2020, I was shopping at Michael’s Arts &…

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Lopsided Vision

It’a a thing. I saw it with my own two eyes. I took Annie Bea to the pediatrician’s office to get her ears pierced. The nurse walked in and immediately expressed her anxiety. “I’m going to draw dots on her…

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I Can’t Homework

You have 54 yellow, blue and red crayons.There are twice as many blue crayons as red crayons.How many yellow crayons do you have? I know 7-year-old Nicole would have been able to solve this. She always crushed it in school.…

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Fingers Crossed

We drove by a really bad fire the other day. Grady said, “I hope Joe Biden isn’t in there. That’s the last thing we need right now.” True.

I Accept.

As 2020 comes to a slow, drawn-out, nail-biting end, I can’t help but reflect. It hasn’t been easy. Not for anyone. 2020 brought much chaos and doubt and fear and uncertainty into all of our lives. Even my Aunt Mary…

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