This girl has it. She’s bold and graceful and openly loves without reservation. She’s honest, yeah even to the point of bluntness now and then, plus she’s also fairly hilarious. I’m so glad to know her. She came up with the idea it was time to get baptized, so Sunday was the day. (Usually it’s […]
This girl was Confirmed today. It’s a Lutheran thing, happens after a couple years of classes, then there’s this special ceremony marking graduation. We went to their church, which is different from our own, and yet the same. We go to an old church in the city, an old stone and stained glass building, gothic
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a pic from yesterday when she was unbored Okay, so Julia’s bored. She’s told me this numerous times this afternoon. I deflected her with a few comments like this: “You got all those new things at Christmas. Why don’t you play with those?” And the old classic, “You could sort out your sock drawer.” She
see all the needles on the floor? way past time. Today we took the tree down. I always hate to see it go–the Christmas lights are so enjoyable. It’s dark here early, the evenings are long, and the tree was gorgeous. But the little electric candles in the windows can stay a few more weeks
Okay, this is t.c. and he arrived here in a burst of happy hollering. I love his hat, asked him to pose for a picture, and snapped this: That’s him and his grandpa. It was a snap, that quick. But the light was so pretty, I drew him in and cropped the edges. After this,
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A few pictures from the weekend: The countdown: The stroke of midnight–any excuse to go nuts: Today we had our New Year’s Day party with our old friends Dan and Denise. Oh, and this! That Knex kit finally worked. I had to buy another little kit for spare parts because we lost some connector pieces.
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ham it up, you cuties Okay, I heard it again yesterday, a person complaining about another’s bad behavior, “She’s just doing it for attention. Ignore her.” I’ve heard this line a million times. Where did it ever even come from? It’s shaming, insulting, a put-down. No, no, no, no, no. We could stop seeing wanting
