Three things I’ve discovered yesterday. First. I like to torture my children with exactly the same walks as I was tortured with as a teenager, and I don’t feel sorry. Two. I don’t care if someone calls a day the saddest day of the week, it makes no sense. Nor is it […]
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A bag of shiny stones.
Whenever my husband takes our daughters into the big city, I can pretty much guarantee that they will come home clutching a bag of crystals (semi-precious stones, in case I need to say it) with huge smiles on their faces. It doesn’t matter what their original mission was, they always […]
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