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After being a part of the kids’ lives for over 11 years, they are bound to pick up at least some of my habits, mannerisms, and ways of doing things. Sometimes it’s completely awesome (like Sunflower organizing her dresser drawers … Continue reading →
It’s a miracle! By the grace and glory of higher powers, by the wonders and marvels of modern science, our bike-wrecking child who hobbled feebly into an emergency room yesterday morning, blind and almost paralyzed, perched at death’s door, is … Continue reading →
Why is it that if a person lies frequently enough, they seem to believe that the common sense, intellect, and critical thinking skills of those to whom they spoon-feed their endless buffet of lies are permanently depleted? Nearly a year … Continue reading →
Dropping the kids off at the police station is never a terribly pleasant, warm-and-fuzzy experience. Being forced to do so because of the highly selfish and horrifying behavior of so-called caregivers in the children’s lives is disturbing enough. But this … Continue reading →
For many reasons, and in various cirumstances, each of these following quotes is intensely relevant to me today: “Love knows no limit to its endurance, no end to its trust, no fading of its hope; it can outlast anything. Love … Continue reading →
“No persons are more frequently wrong than those who will not admit they are wrong.” —Francois de la Rochefoucauld “Insane people are always sure that they are fine. It is only the sane people who are willing to admit that … Continue reading →
I know someone. Let’s call her Bertha, shall we? Bertha has spit out half a hockey team’s worth of kids, and she fancies this means that she knows a thing or two about parenting. It doesn’t. She also clings to … Continue reading →