I think my daughter might be a twelve year old African American boy
A few weeks ago, Helena again requested a Facebook account and I again refused and then I asked her if this was some weird way
November 16, 2010
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Weekend regurgitation: If you’re looking for karma, you might find her copping a squat in an end zone
I’m a little cranky. I woke up this morning, walked into the kitchen and was greeted with a loud GOOD MORNING! WHAT’S FOR BREAKFAST? by
October 10, 2010
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Weekly regurgitation: Where I became my mother for a brief, terrifying moment
Remember last Friday? I know. It hurts, doesn’t it? Trying to remember stuff outside my ten second window causes my forehead to pucker and my
June 5, 2010
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Vertigo sticks and their relationship to softball. Or lack thereof.
Helena, my nine year old, has played softball for at least five years now and she’s doing pretty darn well. She even pitched a game
June 4, 2010
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Sunday regurgitation: Snack Mom is summer’s Santa Claus
Helena had her first softball game last Monday and Nate was meeting us there from work. I was in charge of snacks for the game
May 22, 2010
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