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Is this what acceptance really is?

I’ve discussed the stages of grief before, this isn’t really what this post is about. Anyway, I finished reading the book Allegiant by Veronica Roth last night (Spoilers if you haven’t read it already!!) I made a post on Facebook about how it didn’t end the way I expected it to.  How I *expected* it to end was that Tris and Tobias would lose a lot of friends, but still end up being together.  Although part of me suspected that Tobias might die or have his memory accidentally wiped. I didn’t expect Tris to die. And the read of the aftermath was very hard in the moment because his grief was so fresh and she was making his processing of his loss so real. But I didn’t hate the end.  I actually do think that the series ended decently.  Even hopefully….
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Making Menus

I snapped the picture above while we were playing make believe outside one day. We had just taken the car (rode in the sled) to Nema’s house. (Nema is Thomas’s grandmother, and her house is apparently on the east side of Lithuania Park.) I was lying down to go to sleep at ‘Nema’s’, which is when I saw the sun shining behind these two…and, well….I really like to photograph the sun and sky in my photos…especially behind these cuties! Isn’t he gorgeous?! Happy boy!
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Ready or Not: Bob’s Birth Story

During my pregnancy, Mr. Rosenberg, kept me supplied with the white bread sandwiches I was craving. He didn’t complain when our bed was turned into a repository for oddly shaped body pillows. He played the guitar and sang, “I Love You a Bushel and a Peck,” to me and The Tummy. He was on board with foot massages and shoulder rubs. He gained thirty pounds in sympathy weight, God love him. He was obviously more of a natural at this than I was. At almost 39 weeks pregnant, I lay on the couch
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When He Speaks With Italics

“Mom! I figured it out for basketball. I’m actually taller than the other guys so I can actually reach the ball better and that’s a rebound. And if someone is throwing a pass to some one else, I’m still taller so I can grab the ball and that’s a steal. Do you see what I mean?
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Making Menus

I snapped the picture above while we were playing make believe outside one day. We had just taken the car (rode in the sled) to Nema’s house. (Nema is Thomas’s grandmother, and her house is apparently on the east side of Lithuania Park.) I was lying down to go to sleep at ‘Nema’s’, which is when I saw the sun shining behind these two…and, well….I really like to photograph the sun and sky in my photos…especially behind these cuties!
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Unlucky!

> “I can’t believe you guys kept playing while it was raining, Bob.” “Well, Coach Tom said, (British accent) ‘A little wet? Unlucky! Play on! Play on!’”
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Valentine’s Daycare Party!

Before I get to the Valentine’s bash, I had to include a couple of photos of Amadea and Leila playing babies after dinner one night. It is adorable to see. They feed their babies very well! Here are some of the Valentine’s crafts we did this year. We didn’t do a lot. The kids were more into running around and playing, than sitting and doing crafts. Plus the babies couldn’t do much in the way of crafts, so the activity was less focused than it has been in some years. 
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Playing by the Non-Rules

“Bob I don’t think you can hold the puck like that and move it around with your thing.” “Yeah you can. I read the rules.” “It says you can do that in the rules?” “No, but it doesn’t say you can’t.”
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Wall Art

Here’s an easy one- go to a thrift store, buy some picture frames, then paint them to match your decor. Next, hand those frames, empty and without glass. Next time your child creates a masterpiece, you can temporarily ‘frame’ it by simply sticking it to the wall with a piece of tape. It’s an exciting thing for your kids to see their art ‘framed’, and it’s a bit more stylish than papers on on the fridge. Easy!
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Jetlagging

“So, Bob? Dad leaves China tomorrow night, but gets back tomorrow morning.” “Whoa. That’s weird. Like coming back from the future.” “Yeah. He’s going to be pretty tired.” “But when he gets back from someplace he feels better really fast… unlike you.” “What do you mean?” “You came back from New York that time which is only a three hour time difference and you were cra-a-zy.” “Do you have to say it with the crazy fingers circling your head thing?” “Your whole week was a nap.”
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