Twelve Days of Summer with My Twelve-Year-Old: DAY TWO

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On the second day of Summer(mas), my middle schooler gave to me: commentary on two purple gloves ———————- There’s always laundry to do. At least in the summer, there’s less washing of fleece and wool and more washing of clothing lacking sleeves or full legs of fabric. Then again, there are more visitors during the summer,… Continue reading Twelve Days of Summer with My Twelve-Year-Old: DAY TWO

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Twelve Days of Summer with My Twelve-Year-Old: DAY ONE

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Twelve-year-old Paco and I have a lot of time together during the summer months. While that fact often makes me want to dig my fingernails into my forearms until they leave half-moons that remain imprinted for half an hour, the truth is that our hours together are generally delightful. In the next dozen posts, I’ll be recounting twelve… Continue reading Twelve Days of Summer with My Twelve-Year-Old: DAY ONE

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The Defeat of Crabby Guy

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I’m pretty sure my inner crabby person is a male over 80, what with the way he swings in, plops down with an exhausted sigh at the kitchen counter, and acts like I should pour him a cup of coffee because he couldn’t possibly pick up the mug in front of him and fill it from the pot… Continue reading The Defeat of Crabby Guy

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