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Because sometimes, you need to read stuff like this to get you going in the morning (even if it is almost lunch). Least-Loved Bedtime Stories: Eee-yew This is what the “progressive” left thinks this country needs: condom length standards regulated by government fiat. But unfortunately they’re stuck in horrid capitalist America, where if some manufacturer … Continue reading Regulation: a unique viewpoint
Peter came home yesterday from his camping/rock-climbing trip. He starts out by calling me on the way and saying, “You’ve got to promise me you’ll still let me go climbing, but…” A mom’s gotta hate that, right? Right. Turns out that he fell “only about 30 feet” and, in the process, smacked his hand against … Continue reading In the meantime…
I still wake early — a leftover from the jet lag from my trip. I like it, though. Morning is actually a wonderful time of the day, and I’d forgotten that over the years of bustling through the early hours to get Peter ready for school, and then to school. I can spend my time … Continue reading Morning. Life therein.
Peter is dreading school today. He’s past all his exams, but has one last challenge: the CPR seminar this morning. He’s a very squeamish kid, and anticipates much running from the room and/or fainting. He woke early, and curled up in a blanket on our bed and I turned on a James Bond movie to … Continue reading morning worries
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