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Postcards from the Burbs: June 2007
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Postcards from the Burbs. Stories from this American Wife. Saturday, June 30, 2007. Mom eventually took up other hobbies, she found other avenues down which she would chase that glimpse of herself she had seen once or twice in her mind's eye. But, I will always remember that summer, driving through Indiana's homegrown markets, and the smell of lavender. Links to this post. Tuesday, June 26, 2007. Aunt Bernice is 90 years old. I'm glad that I have this memory of her. Links to this post. AJ, Juliet, and fam.
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Postcards from the Burbs: It's a Wonderful Life
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Postcards from the Burbs. Stories from this American Wife. Sunday, August 9, 2009. It's a Wonderful Life. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I am a 30-something wife and stay at home mom of three. I try very hard to put my thoughts and feelings into words that will matter. My goal is that through this blog, I can connect with others and share stories that will resonate in other hearts. View my complete profile. When it was just you and me. Its a Wonderful Life. DListed: Be Very Afraid. Weeks 8 and 9.
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Postcards from the Burbs: August 2009
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Postcards from the Burbs. Stories from this American Wife. Wednesday, August 19, 2009. When it was just you and me. Jack: Mommy, will you sleep with me tonight? Mommy: No, Jack. Mommy: Because, I snore and I will keep you awake and you kick and you will keep me awake. Jack: But, you used to sleep with me. Remember? Before you had your little boy and your little girl and it was just you and me. remember? Mommy: (Climbing into Jack's bed) Yes, honey. I remember. Links to this post. Sunday, August 9, 2009.
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Postcards from the Burbs: When it was just you and me
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Postcards from the Burbs. Stories from this American Wife. Wednesday, August 19, 2009. When it was just you and me. Jack: Mommy, will you sleep with me tonight? Mommy: No, Jack. Mommy: Because, I snore and I will keep you awake and you kick and you will keep me awake. Jack: But, you used to sleep with me. Remember? Before you had your little boy and your little girl and it was just you and me. remember? Mommy: (Climbing into Jack's bed) Yes, honey. I remember. August 19, 2009 at 9:40 AM. Hes a sweet boy!
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Postcards from the Burbs: The Happy Homemaker
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Postcards from the Burbs. Stories from this American Wife. Sunday, October 4, 2009. Tonight I shoved "everything" aside and I made time to do my very favorite thing in the world. I made a pie. I made (what smells like) a damn good pie. I put Little Sister to bed, let the boys zone out to Sponge Bob for an entirely inappropriate amount of time and I. Made. A. Pie. It's a brand new recipe. Into more of who God wants me to be. So, tonight, I am happy. I am satisfied. I am going to eat pie. October 7, 2009 a...
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Postcards from the Burbs: May 2009
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Postcards from the Burbs. Stories from this American Wife. Sunday, May 31, 2009. At the time, I think I gave you a quick answer of, "Well, Jack, it's what we do. When each of you kids were babies, we got together with our family, went to church, and together promised to teach you about God and Jesus and to help you become good people.". Why do we do this? Links to this post. Wednesday, May 13, 2009. Two Year Olds and Tantrums. I felt my blood begin to boil. Was I asking for so much? Links to this post.
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Postcards from the Burbs: Oh, my daughter
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Postcards from the Burbs. Stories from this American Wife. Monday, May 4, 2009. Oh, my daughter. After a while, I pulled her up close and she quickly found me and began to nurse. We stared in one another's eyes and I thought, "Thank you God for this little person! I yelled to my husband. "ETHAN! Downstairs I could hear my little boy say,. Daddy, Mommy is calling for you.". Jack," I said. "Jack, tell your daddy it's an EMERGENCY! Poop soup," said Jack. May 5, 2009 at 11:30 AM. I am a 30-something wife and...
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Postcards from the Burbs: Two Year Olds and Tantrums
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Postcards from the Burbs. Stories from this American Wife. Wednesday, May 13, 2009. Two Year Olds and Tantrums. I felt my blood begin to boil. Was I asking for so much? Could I not have just 20 minutes in the day for myself? I could feel Sam pushing against my leg as he, on tip toe, began to pull my makeup brushes from their case. I lost it. In anger, I grabbed the largest brush out of his hand and said - okay, yelled - "STOP IT! I'm going to do better next time.". May 17, 2009 at 9:08 AM. Oh, my daughter.
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Postcards from the Burbs: October 2009
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Postcards from the Burbs. Stories from this American Wife. Sunday, October 4, 2009. Tonight I shoved "everything" aside and I made time to do my very favorite thing in the world. I made a pie. I made (what smells like) a damn good pie. I put Little Sister to bed, let the boys zone out to Sponge Bob for an entirely inappropriate amount of time and I. Made. A. Pie. It's a brand new recipe. Into more of who God wants me to be. So, tonight, I am happy. I am satisfied. I am going to eat pie. Links to this post.
