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Big plans

Posted on August 10, 2011 by Penny Print This Post Print This Post

When I was expecting my first born, I had lofty idealistic plans to be the perfect mom.  I’d be in tune with this child – knowing her every desire, fulfilling her every need, and understanding her every thought.  By the … Continue reading →

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Number twos try harder

Posted on July 22, 2011 by Penny Print This Post Print This Post

Guilt wasn’t new to me.  The heavy-duty variety of guilt crowded out normal thought patterns as Hot Wheelz had developed in the womb.  “Don’t lift your arms above your head,” Grandma had warned, “or the umbilical cord will strangle the … Continue reading →

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How times have changed

Posted on June 25, 2011 by Penny Print This Post Print This Post

Last night I spent helping decorate for my grandson’s, the Bug, birthday party… at my home.  “Your house is bigger,” the GAP said.  I think I heard her whisper, “Plus I won’t have to clean up.”  “It’s a Hogwarts School of … Continue reading →

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Twins except

Posted on June 22, 2011 by Penny Print This Post Print This Post

Okay, twins except that my brother and I were born thirteen years apart.  It took my parents that long to recover from me.  Not really.  They’d wanted another child, but after years of trying the doctor told them, they could … Continue reading →

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You’ve come a long way baby

Posted on June 15, 2011 by Penny Print This Post Print This Post

Eight years ago I saw him emerge into this world, like a cartoon taking shape from a couple of well-drawn lines.  My first grandchild.  I watched him grow and learn.  I watched him stumble and fall.  I rocked him to sleep … Continue reading →

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Number four

Posted on June 11, 2011 by Penny Print This Post Print This Post

Was patience the missing piece?  Just my luck, men were tested for courage and women for patience.  At best, patience was a swap.  The trade-off — a fleeting respite from the eternal wait.  Wait until you can afford it.  Wait your … Continue reading →

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Doubly wonderful

Posted on May 30, 2011 by Penny Print This Post Print This Post

I love patriotic songs.  I love our flag.  I love our country.  I admire those who risk their lives for our safety, and grieve for families who lose loved ones in the service of each of us.  And I love … Continue reading →

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Dolly

Posted on May 24, 2011 by Penny Print This Post Print This Post

Born in Kyrene, Arizona, in an adobe hut, May 24, 1905, my grandmother was the second daughter (Viola born two years earlier) of Edward Barnett Stewart and Mamie Bell Weller.  Her father had a band and played the harmonica.  Her parents … Continue reading →

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Mom had pockets

Posted on April 2, 2011 by Penny Print This Post Print This Post

Some people have mothers that collect lockets. Some mothers fantasize about high powered rockets. But what my mother loved was pockets. And not just any ones. They had to be big enough to hold a Kleenex, keys, Certs, and maybe … Continue reading →

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The mouse turns one

Posted on February 12, 2011 by Penny Print This Post Print This Post

Hickory, dickory, dock.  The Mouse ran up the clock.  The clock struck one, the Mouse ran down.  Hickory, dickory, dock. “I’m one today,” roared the Mouse.  Well, not in so many words.  He’s no longer content to sit and watch … Continue reading →

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