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Acting Our Age – Part III

18 Apr
Phase three of the e-mail start of our blog coming your way, today!  If you missed Part I and Part II go read them first, or this won’t make any sense.  Even if you do, it might not make any sense, but that cannot be helped.
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Included in this e-mail you’ll find the link to an incredibly rich resource that Stacy asked about in the previous e-mail.  We’re not pretending that’s funny stuff, it just actually happened, and you know how we like to keep things real.  Plus, we’re happy to send anyone we can towards these amazing catechetical resources.
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Other things you should know to fully grasp this correspondence:  Stacy had recently won some highfalutin award for being a Particularly Fantastic Teacher of All Things Mathmatical, or something like that.
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And last but not least:  Today, you finally get a glimpse of the blog’s conception.  Don’t be afraid.  It’s not that graphic.
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To:  Stacy, Mom, Dad
From: Christina
Subject:  Snippets from the Week – reply, reply
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The Pressure.  It’s too great.
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Sim just asked if Abe could do his math for him today.  It might be one of those days.
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It’s raining and 35 degrees, so I guess it’s already one of those days.
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While I was in the shower this morning Thomas got the babies undressed.  Helpful or scary?  You weigh in.
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Now Sim says he’s never going to do math again.  If only we had a Math Education Genius in the family who could fix him.
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I’ve been thinking of starting a blog, but I don’t like how blogs are vertical.  I want my blog to have pages to turn like a book, or like a facebook photo album.  If anyone ever fixes that I will be all over it.
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Now Sim is talking on the cell phone to Owen while he’s doing his math.  Oh, wait, he just told him he would call him back after he finished his math and handed the phone over to Abe so he could talk to Charlie.
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Stace, you’re children are distracting my children.
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=Christina=

When you can't phone a friend at least you can commiserate with a character.

It’s in the Mail

15 Mar

Thing WE love: Pen-pal-ing Cousins

Years ago, when I was a youngling, I wrote letters. Letters and letters and letters. Seriously, a LOT of letters. You don’t understand – there are book nerds, there are band geeks, there are chess dorks (I think), and then there was me: Snail Mail Dweeb. I’m not even kidding you. I wrote a letter a day. At least. I wrote letters to Christian in Germany, Ohogoho in Nigeria, Michael in Sweden, a boy in California (whose name escapes me) that I was certain would someday be my husband, and my grandparents in Minnesota. Heck, I even wrote letters to my classmates (although some would argue those had been termed “notes”).  But, my very favorite correspondance, the one for by the mail box I did wait, was penned by none other than my cousin, Amy.

Letters from Amy began cool and ended awesome. I felt popular reading them. Is that weird? It was like I had my own cool-kid-club, but it was with my cousin and she lived 2 states away. So maybe that IS weird. It probably is. I don’t know, there was something about those scribbles from afar that opened the door to cool-ness. She talked about cool things like jeans. I talked about cool things like my cats. We were cool. (I KNOW I keep saying “cool”, but there is no other adjective to describe the pubescent entitlement those letters gave me.)

Do you want to know the cooler thing? My boys now have their own cool-kid-club. They have acquired some of the coolest pen-pals ever made. And they’re feeling it, too. Very recently they began their own Snail Mail Trail with the Michigander Cousins. They correspond about such important things as Hero Factory Legos, Swimming Lessons, and Literature. Yes, LITERATURE.

It turns out they’re way cooler than I’ll ever be.

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Cousin Chaos

4 Jan

We all had a really, really good time together.  See:

Wait, that doesn’t really capture it.  How about this:

Still not exactly representative of the family togetherness we all felt.  Let’s give it one more shot:

Never mind.  You’ll just have to take our word for it.

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Can we say cheese?

21 Dec

My children learned everything they know about posing for pictures from Stacy’s children.

At last, something that can’t be blamed on me.

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