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525,600 Minutes… x2
ByChrisBy the time most people read this, my son will be two. I wrote this next part a year ago with the approach of Jakey’s 1st birthday. I never finished it. I felt like it was about time. Rewind your mind one year. Join me… in Spring 2014. _________________________________________ Birthdays. I have never anticipated any…
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Spinning the Next Web
ByChrisSometimes housekeeping feels overwhelming. Entropy threatens every open piece of carpet, every counter top. Young people scamper vigorously, moving toys from room to room, scattering them like so many breadcrumbs that create no discernible trail home, instead appearing as an expansion of territory outward from the playroom. Brightly colored chaos of sharp objects to distract…
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Whether the weather is the reason
ByChrisI worry about people who pin their emotions to weather patterns. Weather can impact our feelings, but we’re asking for trouble if we let it drive our emotions and outlook to the extreme. What else is askew if the rain, snow, or sun dictates our mood? More on this tomorrow…
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Lighter
ByChrisPicture a blue, canvas-lined laundry cart. The kind of thing you might have thrown used gym towels into back in high school. A Goodwill worker gestures you toward the left side of the lot and rolls one of a matching pair of blue carts forward as you idle to a stop. A younger man follows…
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Stick the Landing
ByChrisWe love watching people do things well. High level performance of just about any kind is captivating. Doesn’t matter if you know much about what you’re seeing or not. I watched Olympic curling in person. Really, curling. I have no idea what they’re doing, but it was amazing! All that sweeping and sliding. I loved…
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Reminiscence
ByChris“Do you remember when he learned to walk?” Heather asked me this tonight in the kitchen long after Jakey was in bed. We’re in a bit of a countdown to the young man’s second birthday and it makes us nostalgic about all the milestones along the way. I recounted his pulling up onto anything that…
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