Category Archives: Samuel

First son

Gabe Does Church

So we went to church for Ash Wednesday, and we got there early for choir practice. Sam fled for, presumably, the bathroom the moment we got in the door, but I heard the choir already practicing – late again! – … Continue reading

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Sucker punch

We had a quick change in weather; yesterday, in the mid-thirties and sunny, I was running in shorts (and long sleeves, Mom ), but today we’ve got big fat slushy flakes falling hard. The change in weather was enough to … Continue reading

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Car conversation

SAM: “Do you or Dad have any sisters?” ME: “No, but I have a sister-in-law. That’s when your brother gets married. When Gabe gets married, you’ll have a sister-in-law.” GABE: “What?! I’m not getting married! I’m going to be a … Continue reading

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The difference between my sons

I make something for dinner. Sam samples a tiny taste before it hits the table. “It’s okay!” he says with a polite smile. I give him a small portion on his plate, which he picks at and picks at and … Continue reading

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Swimming Lesson, The First

And that’s pretty much how the whole thing went.

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Conversations I feel unqualified to have

I’m reading The Hunger Games right now (late to the party, I’ll grant, but I also do appreciate not having to wait, biting my nails, for authors to finish writing sequels). Last night, I showed the book to Sam, mentioning … Continue reading

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The way to a woman’s heart

   For Valentine’s Day, I got Eric a carry-on suitcase, since he travels so much for work and his current carry-on bag has a busted zipped. This one rolls and is much nicer. He asked me whether I wanted him … Continue reading

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Samuel-ism

Almost forgot. He’s getting older so there are fewer malapropisms from him on a regular basis; more often, we get simple misunderstandings and unique ways of viewing the world. The other night at Scouts, the kids were discussing first aid … Continue reading

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When analogies attack

“Mom! He called me a…” “Well, he called me a…” “But he…” “Yeah, but he…” Ugh. So today, in what was not a shining example of parenting finesse, I taught Gabe the old “I am rubber and you are glue” … Continue reading

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What a weekend…

It’s funny; every time I mention to another adult that Sam is having trouble with long division, I immediately get looks ranging from wrinkled nose to outright horror, often accompanied with stories about how long division was their personal bugaboo, … Continue reading

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