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Look. More History.

My Uncle R. sent me this photo. He is the family historian I’ve mentioned before. And he has a great deal of patience to find and deliver pieces of history. Like this one. This is my big brother. See how he’s cute? Yeah, still. But more old. And hairy. Just saying. See how he’s probably
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Tell Me A Story

Did you know that when my first Kids were very small, I used to live in fear of the words, “Tell me a story”? Well, I did. I would read to them all day and all night and love every second of it. (Except for maybe the Cat. I have issues with the Cat.) But
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Warning: Popularity ahead.

Kid 1 got asked to Homecoming. (Yay! Homecoming!) And the boy is a cute friend, and he asked in a cute way [1]. And she’s so glad. Then she figured out a cute way to answer him [2]. And she’s so glad. And at the precise moment that she was answering this boy (who does
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Fun Things Happen

Here’s why a girl doesn’t blog for nearly a week: She has a birthday. She spends this birthday doing really fun things. She finds herself inundated by happy b-day messages here, there, everywhere and SHE LOVES IT. (Fear not. I am done referring to myself in the third person. This causes instant distress in all
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Stuff, and Things, and What Matters, Anyway

Sometimes I tell stories more than once. So stop me if you’ve heard this one before… Once upon a time my smaller, younger family moved to Indianapolis. We found a great little neighborhood to live in, and we bought a cute little house for our cute little selves. The trees were enormous, the mortgage was
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Minion and Sushi

It’s not some existentialist post, really. It’s about the fish. I’m here to update the goldfish situation in the Wilhite home. And here’s the update: Minion, the free goldfish that Kid 4 won at the county fair, is the proud owner of a real fishbowl (as opposed to the cool round vase he lived in
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Duck Tales

I sort of promised you a story. And here it is. Once upon a time, we lived in Oklahoma. No, I am not making that up. We lived there for 51 weeks. And we loved everything, everything about it. Everything. (Except the job.) (And the weather.) Oklahoma is a lovely, wonderful place. As long as
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Pets. Who needs them?

If you’re new here, you might need to take a second to discover how I feel about animals. Or just take my word for it: I don’t need anything else hairy, smelly, or germy inside my home. But you know, sometimes things just happen. The boy wanted a turtle, and his sister bought him one
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