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With one hand I am pushing the grocery cart. Attached to the other hand I am feeding snacks to my three-year-old who is snug in the upper part of the cart. The cart is almost filled I turn towards the long line-up at the cashier. Sighing, I give my iPhone to my daughter in hopes…
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as posted on www.amotherworld.com I spy my husband’s truck pulling around to our home. I see the red balloons bopping up in the passenger’s seat. I do not tell our daughters that daddy will be home any minute. A smile reaches my lips when I recall the Valentine’s Days of our past, or rather before…
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My favorite day of March Break is the first morning you wake up without the alarm. There is no scramble to clothe, clean and feed the kids to race out the door on time. Part of the morning madness is my three-year-old who doesn’t like early rise. Many mornings I get her dressed to wake…
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Over the Christmas holidays I retired my keyboard. The pressure to blog became a burden and not a fun thing to spend my time on. I enjoyed the time with my family and read over nine books. Over the month I learned many things: The best writers are readers. Stephen King said that. While…
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Why I am taking a break this month. I might have missed DD3 having such enjoyment out of a moon sand table. She played for an hour. Or this moment..
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This is an entry to the Yummy Mummy Club contest they held recently. Obviously, I lost. I wanted to share with you what I do to give myself a break. J We are in the kitchen of one my mommy friends. I just took a bite of a canapé she ‘just whipped up.’ My…
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Letter to the Public this Holiday Dear Customer, I am standing behind you with my youngest child while you rant to the clerk on why isn’t the hottest toy in stock five days before Christmas. The strain on the clerk’s face makes me want to jump in her defense. Yes, the crowds are crazy busy.…
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December 25th, 1984 Mommy, It’s our first Christmas without you. There are little decorations up. Dad told me last week that you left a lot of bills so I could only pick one present. I had to help him pick a few things for my baby sister because she still believes in Santa Claus. I…
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“Bye. Talk soon. I love you. “I hang up the phone. I just fleshed out the Christmas plans with my sister. She is the closest family we have near and will be spending dinner at her house. We are keeping plans and times loose. I will call her after my kids open their gifts. No…
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While flipping through Twitter last week I spied a tweet that jazzed me up. I first got to know Nadine when she was in the driver’s seat at Sweet Mama. At that time I was new to the blogging world and it showed in my work. Nadine took my hand to guide me to do…
Danielle Christopher 