Right before Christmas, Harrison’s daycare sent home his first “report card,” which is just about as darling & weird as it sounds. Darling because report card! For a three year old! On painting skills! Weird because…well, he’s three. & it’s preschool, not AP English preparing him for a Harvard philosophy class. As Doug & I flipped through [...]
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It seems like all we do these days is work, where we are ships passing with a kiss in the morning & we are Momma & Daddy & constantly crunching the numbers of our bank account. We wrangled a cranky toddler & replaced a toilet & I wore yoga pants with no makeup all weekend. We folded laundry [...]
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I’ve been wearing a ring from my husband for over seven years now. I still remember the way the wind blew my hair to the side & the hot pink sundress I wore & him on one knee in the sand. We ran back to the beach house & opened a bottle of champagne & [...]
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This weekend we felt desperate to get out of the house, to get moving & not stare at each other going “I don’t know, what do you want to do?” while Harrison tugs at my skirt. We hopped in the car & drove to our alma mater where this whole crazy life we live started [...]
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We had two options last night – sit around on our bums & mope about the house or get out. So Doug & I set off into the wild blue yonder, otherwise known as Downtown Raleigh. Otherwise known as Gotham. (don’t ask me to explain that awesomeness. i can’t. but that is a legit bat signal.) [...]
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