Category: The Nursery
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Oh, Just A Little Conversation…
…with my Bella this morning. I was sorting laundry when I heard her sweet voice call down from the loft. “Mommy? Are you finishing your work?” “Almost, love. What are you doing?” “I’m happy,” a pause, then, “Are you happy in your work, Mommy?” I hadn’t really thought about that today. I wasn’t unhappy. I…
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Just. Being. Scared.
I hear it. The thumping of little feet up the stairs in the wee hours of the morning. In the soft light filtering through our window, I see her, red curls, tousled. More often than not, her thumb is still in her mouth, and she is by my side, patting my arm. “I was scared…
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I Truly Don’t Know Where She Gets It
Just a couple Bella stories to make your day. A few months ago while Bri was away, I decided we’d all curl up and watch a movie. The boys chose Finding Nemo. Bella was 2. I figured she’d be fine. She wasn’t old enough to understand what was going on, right? She might get a…
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His Perfect Will
The other day while the boys were in their gymnastics class, I sat with my Bella to watch. She spent most of the time curled on my lap lisping childish comments about her brothers. But then a couple of girls on the sidelines caught her eye. They were playing together, running on a line, trying…
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What If We All Smoked?
While driving to my grandparents’ from my Aunt Louise’s, Bear and Bella began a conversation that had Bri and me in stitches. It was their first foray into seeing people who smoked over and over, and Bear was fascinated. Bear: MOM, what if everyone in the whole world smoked?! Me: Well, that would be something,…
A Spring of Joy 