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Dear 2017, it’s been swell, but this is where we part ways.

Dear 2017, As was true of your predecessors, I welcomed you happily, full of hope, motivation and gratitude, a year ago today. We had a mere 365 days together (or…

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Engagement rings, history and searching for answers – Part 2 of 3

Part Two of the Engagement ring trilogy, examining the history of engagement rings and how diamonds got involved in this debacle. Know her? Dude, I OWN her! So, it turns…

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Engagement rings, history and searching for answers – Part 1 of 3

This is a trilogy of posts looking at the history of engagement rings and what they really mean. Getting married? Want to get married? Already married? I was. I kind…

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If you need to know what love is, feel free to ask my eight-year-old. He knows the answer.

A friend on Facebook, who has a small army of young, adorable children, recently posted a list of questions to ask your kids, typical stuff like “what’s your name, age,…

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Open letter to Georgina-onians and passersby

Dear fellow concerned citizens, human prototypes, Georgina’onians, Keswickians, Suttonese, Pefferlawfians, and of course, our esteemed visitors (yes, I made up 60% of those labels). First, I am not perfect. In…

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Suck a what? And how long have I been trapped in a minivan?

So, on Friday, Mr. K.B. took a day off work to get some things done that he has been needing to get done, and also to hang out with me…

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Kid conversations. Or, Being schooled using a banana analogy

So, this conversation happened at my house tonight: 10 year-old: UGH! This banana has a HUGE bruise! Blech! *insert lots of gagging noises* 6 year-old: *insert hand gestures and adult…

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Conversations with kids thus far in 2017

As some of you know, Miranda and I just returned from an adventure at the hospital that included an over-night stay. While we were waiting for a room in the…

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Transition pains and birthday wishes

Lucky me. The New Year and my birthday conveniently occur with only five days between them. This means that I have barely the time it takes to eat a cheesecake…

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Parenting is just one long conversation with myself, apparently.

Like many parents, I spend a fair amount of my life time and energy stressing out about and arranging for my kids to clean their rooms, organize their belongings, purge…

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