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Author: Annie

Never Too Many Kisses

At night, like your brother, you now demand snuggling with me as a prerequisite to going to your room to sleep. I am not complaining. Your dad rolls his eyes. In the last week, you have developed a new habit. You snuggle up next to me, and as soon as I look at you with a smile you immediately reply, “I love you, too, mommy”. It warms my heart that my smile translates the indescribable love I have for you. Then, you give me a kiss…on my shoulder, my cheek, my forehead, the top of my head…And you say, “Mommy, I kissed you right there!” and you point your little finger where you kissed me. You repeat this over and over until daddy comes to get you. Average night, 20 kisses. I love them...

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Lifetime Friends

Every now and again, something – a song, movie, phrase – pops up in adult life that instantly pulls you back to a previous frame of time. Tonight I came across a movie that came out around junior year of high school. Upon seeing the tall, dark, and handsome heartthrob that stole my adolescent heart on the big screen, I texted my three best childhood girlfriends. We’ve known each other since we were three. On a group text, 27 years later, we find ourselves laughing at the same jokes that have made us laugh for decades. Hilarity that can only be truly appreciated within the confines of our own company. Made clear by our eye-rolling husbands. We did not grow up in the age of social media, text messages, and digital communication. We spent hours tying up the household phone lines, passed countless notes in the hallways, and went for walks and bike rides that were filled with endless conversation. I love these girls and I love who we are when we get together. In an instant, we are the same as we ever were. Now, almost all of us in our thirties, makeup-less, lying in bed in our own homes…and yet nothing has changed....

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Jensen, My Comedienne

Jensen, you have been given the gift of gab. A family trait. And the gift of an appreciation of quality humor, another family trait. Your ancestors would be proud. A conversation that took place in the car yesterday… Jensen: Mommy, I hurt my leg. I fell today. I have an ow-ee. Me: Oh man, Jensen, are you okay? Jensen: Yea, I’m okay… Me: What happened? Where were you when you fell? Jensen: …on the ground. HA-larious, my dear. Well...

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Pre-Kindergarten Begins

You began pre-k today at Trinity Lutheran School. Five days a week this year.  Growing so fast. You love your teacher and were excited to see some familiar faces from last year but also some new friends as well. You were ready to get to playing and quick to say goodbye. That made me proud and broke my heart at the very same time. This momma’s trying not to blink for fear of missing it. The happy days are sometimes paralleled with sad days. I’m so happy for how you are growing. But I wish I could bottle up these moments and keep them for a lifetime. Tonight you snuggled up with me and told me I’m the best snuggler you know. If I can do one thing right in my life, I’m okay with it being...

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Getting there

The current state of affairs in the household is a healthy, yet unbecomingly short-tempered Charlie and a fever and rash ridden Jensen. Still don’t know what it is, suggestions welcome. Meanwhile, the wallpaper is slowly making it’s way to...

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