(if you receive this post in an email reader, please click over to my blog to view the video.) I sent my kids to school this morning. The older two, that is. The youngest has decided I make a great jungle gym as I try to peck out a few words before we start the…

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He’s surrounded by dozens of cars, at least half of which are from the movies “Cars” and “Cars 2.” Yet, at least once a day he asks me if we can go the store with toys. Whenever I round the kids up to run errands, he asks, “Are there toys there? Can I get a…

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This week I’m trying to see and hear and experience the way my children do. As usual, with such a resolution comes resistance. My disgruntled self gets even more grumpy at having to set aside the to-do list, the writing, the daily motherly work. It chafes at the incessant responding to inane comments like “Mom?…

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The sky is a shade lighter than black as I slowly sit up in bed and feel around for the one button that will turn off the alarm. My bladder is full and I thank God for another month no baby presses on it. (Our youngest baby is sleeping in the room next door, about…

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It’s a dry irritated cough, racking his little body until tears drip and stomach inverts. He pulls desperate at the straw, trying to wash the cough away with cold water. I hold him as I page through my mental book of mom-tricks for anything that might soothe. Cold air. Where to find cold air in…

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