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>Nurturing the Child Artist…
>The other day Jen posted this, and it got me thinking. When Mack was little, I could tell from an early age that she was profoundly more gifted in art then I ever would be. (Not that that would...
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Kindergarten Baby
Don’t call Mea this. Don’t tell her that she’s made out of gravy, either. She’ll smack you, for seriously. She isn’t a baby. She is big. She goes to school. School is kicking her butt. All in good...
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Butcher Block.
Back when Mack and I lived in the little white house, we would often go and hang out with my friend Kathy across the street at her butcher shop. Kind of a weird place to hang out, but since that’s...
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Birds of a Feather…
So I’m sure by now, you have noticed that all kinds of people are going around with feathers glued into their hair. It is fine. Some are actually kind of pretty, some are cute, and some (I have seen)...
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Creativity Takes Courage*
My Mack is something else you guys. Sometimes, I am just in awe of how beautiful she is, inside and out. Since she left for school, and decided to stay in Yellow State City, I have been pouring a lot...
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Those who can’t teach, teach gym.*
So it would seem that my oldest daughter has decided finally to take up a minor in education to go along with her studio arts degree. I am pleased. She can still pursue her painting, drawing, and...
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Open Adoption Blog Hop Numero Uno
Joining today’s Open Adoption Blog Hop. Answer the following question… What is your favorite room/spot/piece of art in your home and why? Favorite room: My favorite room is our three seasons porch....
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An Intervention
My husband, sister, and brother-in-law have decided that it is time to have an intervention on Mack. Things have gotten pretty serious, and it’s time to have a big sit down talk with her. You see, at...
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Memory Triggers
There are things that will forever trigger various memories for me. The smell of Charlie, will forever remind me of my Nana. If I smell it in a store, or on a customer, I am immediately reminded of...
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Bloggling Sixteen
In no particular order, crap in my brain. I had two interviews yesterday, an actual interview and a phone pre-interview that has led to an in person interview on Thursday. Both jobs are making...
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