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Housekeeping

My kids’ picture pages have been sorely neglected, the latest updates happening nearly a year ago.  Some of this was due to my own laziness, but the larger part can be blamed on my hard drive having died last summer and me not having access to any of last summer’s pictures until Olof hooked me… Read More Housekeeping

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Flair for the dramatic

Tage came into the office just now, fighting back tears and cradling his hand gingerly next to his chest. “Oh!” I said.  “What happened?” “I hurt my finger,” he said, and held out said digit for my inspection.  There was a small, red scratch on the middle knuckle of his left pinky finger, but it… Read More Flair for the dramatic

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Fitful

I’ve had kids in the school system here for seven years now, and still it surprises me every spring just how many days off there are.  From Easter on, it seems that the weeks are short more often than not.  The kids don’t have any complaints, of course, but it sure makes setting and keeping… Read More Fitful

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Neighborly

After I picked Petra up at pre-school this afternoon, we walked to the gas-station-slash-post-office to mail a couple of packages, then continued to the grocery store, where we intended to buy only eggs but came out instead with two heavy-ish bags full of things we probably could have done without. When we were within a… Read More Neighborly

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Repeat offender

That bread-eating son of a bitch did it again.  This time it was an entire perfect rye loaf that I’d made last night for this evening’s supper.  I swear, I’m this close to selling him to the gypsies, as we used to say before we knew better.

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First-born

I love this picture so much that I’m breaking the rules and posting it before getting her permission.  She’s growing up so fast it just does me in sometimes.