Always Real, Sometimes Tart

There’s A Good Reason Driver License Pictures Are Bad

Because I have super sharp powers of observation, I quickly realized that things probably were not going to go well. You see, as I pulled into the parking lot, it was jam packed with cars.  Most of the cars were missing hub caps, some had windows covered with garbage bags secured with duct tape and others were missing the passenger seat.  And their owners were loitering in the parking lot smoking cigarettes.  Not that my car is new and fancy by any means.  But it does have hub caps and windows and all the seats. So…

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Always Real, School, Sometimes Tart

Will Jupiter Be On The Test?

A week or so back, Sean and I were driving home from somewhere just as the sun was setting and the moon was as big and orange as I have ever seen in my entire life.  It was such a wondrous sight, that I pulled the car over to gaze upon it. “Wowee Sean!” I exclaimed. “Look at the moon!  That is awesome!” We rolled back the moon roof and looked up at this giant golden orb that seemed to hang just above our heads and threatened to drop right into the car. Sean, although impressed,…

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Always Real, Christmas, Joy, Makes Me Sigh, Outsmarted, School

The Holiday Shop

If there was one thing I thought I knew about my child it is this:  He cannot keep a secret. Early in December, Sean brought home a flyer from school announcing the annual Holiday Shop!  I put the exclamation point there so you might know just how thrilled I was with this news. The flyer reported which classes would visit the Holiday Shop on which days and at what time.  The flyer also stated with vehemence (probably inferred on my part) that there would be NO preview this year and that the vendor was the same…

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Always Real, Modern Medicine

The $1500 M&M

This is the story of how one M&M cost $1500 and wrecked an entire day. Several weeks ago, Sean had the day off of school (reason unknown) and it was a beautiful fall day so we got together with a friend for a play date in the park. Before we left to go to the park, he asked if he could have something from his Halloween candy stash.  I said yes and let him pick out something. He chose a little package of M&M’s.  I noticed that the package was red, but I figured that someone…

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Always Real, Parenting Gone Awry, School

He Speaks

AD and I think it is important for Sean to learn how to stand up and speak in front of others with confidence so that he might grow into a man who can influence others for good, so that he will have the tools to articulate his ideas, dreams and visions with clarity and confidence.  No matter where his life’s journey leads, we think this is a valuable life skill that requires practice more than anything else, and that it’s never too soon to start. Since Sean was about three, we have had what we call…

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Always Real, School

So Big, So Small

As I was getting ready to walk Sean to school today, I looked in the bathroom mirror to see him standing behind me, dressed and ready to go.  I was surprised to see that he had on the clothes that I had laid out for him.  Usually, he will wear anything BUT the clothes I lay out.  We are in that stage. I noticed that he had his shirt on backwards, as usual.  It’s not his fault.  He is genetically predisposed.  Nine times out of ten I’ll put my shirt on backwards too, which in and…

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Always Real

Living In A Model Home

Whenever I go into a model home, I always imagine that I could live in a clean, pristine and perfectly accessorized house if I just tried hard enough, if I could just get these other people who live in my house to buy into my dream.   But the fact of the matter is, no one lives in a model home.  And that’s why the cabinets aren’t beat up. The cabinets in our house are beat up.  There are stains on the carpet.  The wallpaper in the bathroom is starting to peel in one place.  The baseboards…

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Always Real, Faith

Clean Up In The Center Aisle

I will share this story with you now so that I might dispel any notion you may have that I am perfect, so that you might feel better about your own short comings. Or maybe I just need to confess. If there is a single struggle that defines my life (and oh if only it were just ONE) it is the constant inner-battle between wanting and not wanting stuff.  Within the space of two seconds I can swing between feeling sickened and burdened by the sheer volume of my stuff to wanting more of it. So…

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Always Real, School

The School Vibe

For the last six years, the only question in terms of Sean’s education has been which private school he would attend. Homeschooling has always been an option we’ve entertained; it’s always on the table.  Public school was never an option.  And now for some reason, at this point, I sort of feel like I should apologize for that sentiment or at least insert a feeble “not that there’s anything wrong with it.”  But I’m not going to because that sort of thing makes me weary of late. So, for the past two years we have done…

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Always Real, Silliness, Wal-Mart

Crossing Over

I am a Walmart shopper, this I freely admit. I did not start out being a Walmart shopper, it just sorta happened to me, sort of in the same way I got pregnant — I have no idea when it happened,  I didn’t plan for it to happen, it just did. One day I wasn’t and then one day I was.  And I still kind of can’t believe it. Prior to having a child, I had never been in a Walmart that I can recall.  I was a boutique grocery store shopper. I did not buy…

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