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The Right Team
Bergen is a boy who approaches life wide open. Most people only see Hawkeye revved up, nearly careening out of control at any given moment. But the boy has more depth than that. He loves his siblings. Loves them. He particularly loves his younger siblings. Adores would not be too strong of a word here. Berg offers to hold…
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So This Is Half Way?
My birthday falls right on the heels of London’s birthday. And when you reach a certain age, like my age, you start thinking about the numbers in a different light. I don’t feel old. Really. (Well, some days, but not every day.) But the truth is, statistically speaking (why do we even say that?), I am middle aged. I could…
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Six
Dear London, You make me laugh. Your thinking face is adorable. Your trying-a-new-food face is so serious and thoughtful. Your accents are spot on. (You are your daddy’s daughter, after all.) You are such a good big sister. I love how you help your brother when he is hurt. And I like how you offer your favorite toys to Mosely…
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Not Yet Two
That second year of every child’s life is supposed to be the killer one, right? I mean, the year has gotten so bad historically that someone gave the entire 365 days a special name – The Terrible Two’s. I don’t have any two-year-olds living in my house right now. But I have this one kid, who is NOT two, mind…
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My Boy!
Guess who finally discovered his own thumb? I guess he is a Keigley after all.
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Framily
Framily. It’s not a misspelling. It’s a word I like to think Kevin and I coined. Framily. By this word we mean – the people who are not actually related to us by blood or marriage, but we wish they were anyway. The people who we choose to surround ourselves with, spend time with, celebrate and weep…
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These Two . . .
These two little girls can . . . – Make peanut butter toast – Pick out cute clothes for Piper and Otto Fox – Help Bergen put on his favorite footie camouflage pajamas – Change Piper Finn’s diaper (not requested by Mommy mind you, just took their own initiative one day) – Spread cream cheese on a bagel – Take…
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By The Numbers
3 – Number of meals I prepared, consumed and cleaned up 5 – Number of small people who were bathed by me 39 – Number of tiny sunflower seed kernels that Mosely spilled when she dropped the container she was holding while trying to illegally climb up onto the counter 16 – Number of ears of corn that were shucked…
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Exhibit A
So lately Maggie has been boldly issuing demands and challenges from her blog. She even claimed that her spouse was the most lovable of all spouses and encouraged her pals to make glowing lists about their own husbands’ incredible attributes on their own blogs. The two Sarahs made endearing lists about both of their beloveds. But those girls are newlyweds…
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Everything
Sometimes I think it is ironic how often the stuff of my daily life reminds me of Biblical truth in some random way. And then I remember. Everything is spiritual. A couple of years ago Kevin and I heard a speaker named Rob Bell teach at a funky little club in Chapel Hill, North Carolina. His speaking tour was entitled…
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You Tell Me
Is it wrong to dress your children in Run DMC and Rolling Stones t-shirts if the shirts were on sale for 75 cents at Target? I drew the line at ACDC. A girl’s got to have standards – right?
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the burrow: a fireplace update
The Things That We Keep Doing
I just want to do it all.
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Friday Morning
Yesterday morning I broke an unwritten Keigley household rule. I turned on the television first thing in the morning. Let me ‘splain. Because Wilder had eaten breakfast off his normal routine, Kevin had already left for work before I was able to take a shower. I really wanted a shower. “Hey guys? Who wants to watch Curious George?” You might…
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Something About Love
Piper has a little friend. His name is Beckett. Piper is not always very kind to Beckett. Beckett will be standing still. Minding his own business. Being happy and content – a model citizen. Piper approaches out of the shadowy background. She walks behind her young companion. And then, without provocation, Piper two-hand shoves Beckett. It’s awful. I am so…
