A guest post by AVA
I am a little bird to Mama.
Mama is my little flower.
Happy Mother’s Day.
I like to give you flowers, Mama.
I like tha tyou are kind.
I like to give presents to Mama.
I like Mama becuase she is so special and she is my mother.
She is my little crown of happy birthday stars.
I like [...]

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It has come our attention that we have neglected to teach our daughter how to catch.
So while our four-year-old can crack an egg and whisk it to souffle perfection, she is probably not the partner you would want  for an egg toss.
The other night Hungryman fired up the grill and came into the kitchen to [...]

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Without the help of commercials, your child’s Christmas wish list might resemble this:
1. My own gum, and I can decide who gets a piece.
2. Stickers. Lots of stickers.
3. Princess paints.
4. A notebook for my princess paints.
5. Two snow buckets and two snow shovels, one for me and one for you.
6. A printer. {Ava, we already [...]

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(here’s my little attempt at AP’s 22-word kid-story contest).
“Come out, Baby!” Mama cried. You refused. Daddy sighed. Doctor shook her head, cut you out instead. “A….GIRL!” Daddy shouted. “Beautiful!!”

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{Ava, Christmas 2004}
I’m sorry, you’ll have to forgive me. This is shameless baby picture posting.
I woke up this morning thinking about this picture. It was as though Saint Lucia herself walked into my room with a tray of warm smiles and sweet baby cheeks.
I’d trade in my scarves for a chance to squeeze those cheeks [...]

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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.
***
Hoping that your thanksgiving day is full of lovely [...]

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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 create.
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 the rock?”
“More rocks.”
“Well, what’s under all the rocks?”
“There [...]

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