By the time you’re eighty years old you’ve learned everything. You only have to remember it. – George Burns. My girl walks proudly on to the stage clutching her trumpet. She beams when she sees me in the audience and does one of those little low wagging of her fingers, a wave just for me. […]
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“Look at life through the windshield … not the rear-view mirror.” – B. Baggett.
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The essence of mathematics is not to make simple things complicated, but to make complicated things simple. ~S. Gudder subtraction
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My little girl reaches into the Scrabble bag and pulls out a tile. She opens her hand ever-so-slowly and her face beams with alphabetty-pleasure as she immediately starts laying out her next word on the board. She puts down a H connected to an A from the word “SPADE” followed by a P,P,Y. “Happy,” […]
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Respect your elders. -Mary Schmich 1979 She sat very quiet. Some might say as quiet as a mouse, although really she was more of a chameleon. Merging with the beige couch, her little knees together, back straight, eyes looking, but absolutely no speaking. When it was time for dinner she was beckoned to join the […]
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On the weekend we took a day trip down to Phillip Island. Along the way we stopped for some road-munchies at the local supermarket. I had a bit of a tummy upset so I grabbed some licorice (need I say anymore??!!??). In the car I snapped open the bag and popped a black stick into dear […]
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Posted in dad, Family, Uncategorized on Sep 5th, 2009
Happy Father’s Day Brunz. The kids and I are lucky to have you in our lives. Even if you do eat all the cheezels xo
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Last night our son left our loungeroom- upset with something his Dad had told him to do and stormed to his bedroom. He slammed his door so hard that the house rattled and a blast of his hormones assaulted us in the jetstream. Dad, not one for warnings, took his DS console, which son had left on […]
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Behind the Hall of Preserving Harmony is the largest courtyard of the Forbidden city. As some of our group, sweaty but determined, headed up the grand marble staircase I was distracted by a gathering of folk who seemed intent on trying to fan themselves while catching two wild children. These kids were slippery indeed. They […]
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Posted in camp, daughter, eight years old, expectations, Family, growing up, kids, Parenting, school, Uncategorized on Aug 29th, 2009
This afternoon we trolled through the garage (otherwise known as the repository for everything other than the car) looking for a case suitable for Miss 8’s impending camp. Her first camp. I finally found the one I was looking for, a snazzy-surfy one that her big brother had used on his first camp. I was elated. […]
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