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You Can Pick Your Friends, You Can Pick Your Nose…

But you can’t pick your twin’s nose. Thank Goodness.I thought we had gotten through Cold Season without the start of the dreaded picking. But the picking usually starts…

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ByChristinaApr 19, 2010
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All Kinds of Cowgirls

An afternoon at horse camp tells a lot about a person–especially a Girl Scout. There are the girls who ignore the animals. Those disgusted by the piles of…

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ByChristinaApr 18, 2010
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Killing Time

One afternoon last month Catie and I were talking about time. She has this teaching clock from the dollar bins at Target (half of our house is from…

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ByChristinaApr 15, 2010
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House Rules

You may see a lot of things when you look at this picture. The constant mess of our playroom, for instance. The genius architecture of the twins’ Lego…

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ByChristinaApr 15, 2010
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Third Times The Charm

Here we are…twenty-four weeks pregnant, and we’ve finally taken the first belly shot. What happened? With my first two pregnancies we took several pictures. We had to with…

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ByChristinaApr 15, 2010
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Is It Swimming-Pool Weather Yet?

Nothing makes winter seem longer than a swimming pool in your backyard. All of the sudden, summer is so definitive. When it’s warm enough to get in the…

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ByChristinaApr 12, 2010
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The Sad-As-A-Hot Dog-Truth: Kids Don’t Care That Much About Food

There’s this new blog that everyone (okay, really the media and dietitians) love. A teacher in Chicago is eating the school lunch every day, posting pictures of what…

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ByChristinaApr 11, 2010
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Hotel Carpets

The Kids Becoming One with the Hotel Germs—>I may be closer to becoming a grown-up. I’ve long been convinced that I have the soul of a seventeen-year-old. I…

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ByChristinaApr 5, 2010
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Confessions of an Ex-Scrapbooker

If I can call myself a scrapbooker, then it’s only with the highest degree of shame. I encompass everything ugly about this hobby. Tacky? In college I cut…

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ByChristinaMar 30, 2010