I’m thankful for a daughter who writes me poetry while we eat our morning granola. I’m thankful for your face. I’m thankful for your name. I’m thankful for your rosy cheeks. I’m thankful for your hands. I’m thankful for your soft, soft arms. I love you, Mama. And I’m thankful for everything around you. *** [...]

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Oh, the canned jokes. Thank you so much for all your contributions! They have provided Ava with a steady source of giggles and HungryMan with unpreventable eye rolls. I think he has distributed more than one “groaner foul” in the past week. Personally, I think he reserves these for the knock, knock jokes that I [...]

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“Mama, under the grass is dirt, right?” “Right.” “Dirt where the worms live?” “Yes, where the worms live.” “What’s under the dirt?” “It’s different in different places. At our house there is sand and then clay, which is like hard play dough, and then there is water. “Well what’s under all that?” “Rock.” “What’s under [...]

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“Mama, I always want to be with you. We’ll always be with be-chother. We’re with be-chother now and when we go to Heaven we’ll be with be-chother. And then God will have all the boys go to one part of Heaven and all the girls go to the other part of Heaven. So all the [...]

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