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My 3 year old | Sara's Slices
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My 3 year old. In Slice of Life. Asymp; 7 Comments. Three year old isn’t a baby anymore. “Mama I a big kid” he tells me with the most adorable grin. My three year old is the best big brother, always looking out for Noahs best interest. He shows the most sincere empathy when Noah is sad. Even made up a little song to keep Noah smiling. And it works every time. My three year old is intelligent. Knows his letters, numbers, shapes, can read a few words, and his problem solving skills amaze me. What a loveabl...
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Pinterest, oh Pinterest… | Sara's Slices
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Pinterest, oh Pinterest…. In Slice of Life. Asymp; 6 Comments. I hate you, you stink. I wish I could wash you down my DIY sink! If only mind ready to remodel. My credit card needs a rest. Id rather run miles than. Make construction yard gift bags,. But here I sit Pinterest-ing in fits! My mantle looks vintage,. Aidan’s birthdays sure to be a hit. With hard hats and DIY work stations. I hate you, you stink. But wait – the stress is leaving,. Aidans face is aglow. Pinterest oh Pinterest,. Next post →.
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Peace out, Dreadmill! | For the Love of Teaching...
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For the Love of Teaching…. Peace out, Dreadmill! March 14, 2015. I’m trying to get skinny. Please move out of my way! So as I pulled into the over crowed parking lot this morning…late… and headed inside, I was perfectly annoyed before I even dropped off my things. Every treadmill was taken. Want to go on an elliptical? Wanted to do those machines over there? Sorry, the guys with big muscles are using it to hold their gym bags. Ugh…so annoyed. Did I have to stop and walk a bit? Did I enjoy my run outside ...
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Childhood Hangout | For the Love of Teaching...
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For the Love of Teaching…. March 17, 2015. Eight blocks are all that stood between me and my favorite childhood hangout. A hangout that opened my eyes to so many possibilities and gave me a brief reprieve from my daily life… A hangout that allowed me to stuff my backpack to the brim with adventures and characters that could transport me to millions of other places. 8211; I met Marie-Antoinette and her perpetual need to live a life of grandeur. 8211; Made new friends in castles full of witches and wizards.
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An Hour to Spare – carriedotcom
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An Hour to Spare. April 7, 2015. You stand tall waiting patiently. You know I will eventually come back. A day off here, a weekend without back-to-back obligations there. For some reason I have it in my head that I need a minimum of an hour to do you justice. I know deep down that’s not true. Thirty minutes will do. That’s all it takes to reap the benefits. My. Confirms such suspicions. Meeting up with you regularly for thirty minutes will give me a solid three to four thousand additional steps. I am goi...
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May 2015 – carriedotcom
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May 26, 2015. May 26, 2015. There is an ending. There is a new beginning. Don’t miss the beginning by mourning the ending. Don’t miss the ending with anticipation for the beginning. Always planning for the future. Always looking back to what was. Papers, calendars, orders, books. Notes, reminders, dates. So hard to be present in the here and now. When the past and future keep knocking on my door. Everyone Has a Story. A Ribbon in March. I'll Give You All This And More. Raising a Literate Human.
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Here and Now – carriedotcom
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May 26, 2015. May 26, 2015. There is an ending. There is a new beginning. Don’t miss the beginning by mourning the ending. Don’t miss the ending with anticipation for the beginning. Always planning for the future. Always looking back to what was. Papers, calendars, orders, books. Notes, reminders, dates. So hard to be present in the here and now. When the past and future keep knocking on my door. An Hour to Spare. A Story with a Different Ending. 3 thoughts on “ Here and Now. May 26, 2015 at 9:29 am.
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The Sound | Katie's Korner
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Blogging my way through the year. Laquo; The Flower Girl. I am a Writer. On March 30, 2015. Slice of Life March Writing Challenge! There is a sound…. One that I can’t escape…. A sound that turns my smile into a tight frown…. It makes me cringe…. It gives me the shivers…. It is like the painful noise that comes from nails on a chalkboard….It is the sound of my husband…. I am constantly surrounded by the sound of crunching at meal times. I used to grin and bear it. I used to leave the room. I used to disli...
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The Weekend | mathcoachslicer
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March 19, 2016. Thank goodness it is Friday. Looking forward to spending time with the family. All I have scheduled right now is to take my son for his physical tomorrow morning. Then I get to sit with my husband all weekend long enjoying the fun and exciting task of preparing the taxes. Yeah for me! This should be a fun filled weekend. The Dilemma →. 2 thoughts on “ The Weekend. March 19, 2016 at 5:11 pm. March 22, 2016 at 5:32 pm. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. A daily selection o...
