Monthly Archives: September 2012

A New Topography

Yesterday evening we took a family stroll around the block. This IS the block I’ve been running around in my torture┬árunning sessions, but I never fully realized just how beautiful it was. Maybe because this section is uphill, and usually … Continue reading

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We are the champions

You guessed it…I ran AGAIN this morning. Someone call the Guinness folks (World Records, not beer). Not only was I able to say, “Good morning” without hyperventilating, but also I ventured OFF THE BLOCK. I added another half block to … Continue reading

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Torture, Part Two

This is the long-awaited (indulge me) sequel to Friday’s post (This Morning’s Torture) that you can read┬áhere. The torture did not end with the run. Afterwards, my allergies were off the charts all weekend. I must have breathed in every … Continue reading

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This Morning’s Torture

Now that both boys are in school, I find myself with some time on my hands. When Mike asked me what I did yesterday, I pointed to my freshly polished toenails. There was a guilty smile when all I had … Continue reading

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“I didn’t even cry.”

Today was Connor’s first day of preschool here. My second born child is the obvious “Mama’s boy” who fears separation from me like nobody’s business. Unlike Ethan, I knew I would take my time with enrolling him into school. He … Continue reading

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Tooth Fairy Tales

Ethan lost his 3rd tooth this afternoon. When he came home from school, he was able to push it with his tongue so that it was almost horizontal. After gagging, I told him he should just pull it out like … Continue reading

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Goodbye, Chicago

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During our last weeks in Chicago, we tried to see as many beloved friends as possible. The night we moved from our home to a temporary condo, I lay awake for what felt like hours. These lyrics ran through my insomniac mind: “I’m so tired, but I can’t sleep. Standing on the edge of something much too deep.” Deep is our love for each face (and more unfortunately not captured) that we have had the privilege of knowing during this blessed chapter in our lives! We already miss you all.

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