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Things My Mother Taught Me
This Sunday is Mother’s Day, and for the third year in a row, I won’t be able to get back to the U.S. to spend time with my Mom. I really miss her. My mother is a lovely woman. She has a great sense of humor, cares very deeply for people, is easily hurt, and is very protective of the people she loves. However. She is not the world’s best cook. ducks In all fairness, she will likely admit that it isn’t her first love, and to be honest, she doesn’t care much about food one way or another. Which, admittedly, is a fair reason for not liking to cook.…
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Willy…or Won’t He?
My daughter is very proud of her latest crafty creation… Um…a dog? No – it’s a dragon, right?? No… It’s an alien. A boy alien. * * * * * “That’s its willy”, she announces. I squint. “um..this?” “No, Mummy! That’s his leg. THIS is his willy!” Silly mummy. I didn’t ask her why she put a willy on her alien. I didn’t say much about it (burying head in sand) until she asked to bring it to “show and tell”, and in the rambling that followed I heard “and his willy”… Whoa, nelly. I explained that “talking about one’s private bits – yours or anyone else’s – isn’t proper.…
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Inspiration comes from somewhere…but…
If you’ve been reading my blog for any length of time, you know that Pea can be…fastidious. Tidy? OCD. Organized. So it shouldn’t come as much of a surprise if I tell you she wears days-of-the-week underpants. In the proper order. Without missing any days. She finally outgrew her last set, so we broke out a new set (put aside for when she needed them) last week. This set, from Gymboree, was themed “sweet treats”. So. Last night, while in the bath, Pea casually mentioned “Mama, I really like those pants. The ones with the strawberries? I bet they would be really yummy like that, with chocolate on them.” (the…