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My baby is six years old. How did this happen?! He's no longer just a one hander. He now has to hold up both hands to show people how old he is. *sigh* He's cute isn't he? I may be a little biased. Just a tad. ;-) This picture was taken by a friend of ours who happens to be starting up a photography business. If you're interested you can find her here. Thanks Rachel for the awesome pictures! For

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I'm not eloquent with words when it comes to goodbyes. I become a big blubbery mess and my face gets all red and puffy while I stumble on the words trying to come out of my mouth. So forgive my big blubbery mess as I say goodbye to My Aunt today. My Aunt that used to take me out to some long forgotten creek in the summer, where we would take our shoes off and dangle our feet in the frigid water

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Dear Universe, You have quite the sense of humor. I'm all for choosing your own path, but do you have to make both paths so darn tempting? At least you give me another chance to choose more wisely when I screw up the first choice. By the way, I can hear you laughing at me when that happens. Just so you know, your laughter isn't always appreciated. While we're on the subject of your sense of

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Respect - To take notice of; to regard with special attention; to regard as worthy of special consideration; hence, to care for; to heed. (from Webster Dictionary) My hubby and I work with our boyos everyday teaching them the values that we as human beings should have. We explain to them the whys and whats and hows then send them out into the world hoping beyond hope that they take those lessons

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The common cold is the most common infectious disease in humans...there is no known cure. Symptoms include but are not limited to: cough, soar throat, runny nose, nasal congestion, sneezing, muscle aches, fatigue, headaches, and muscle weakness. (I have or have had all of these in the past three weeks) The common cold can lead to acute bronchitis, croup, pneumonia, sinusitis, or strep throat. (

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Two words all kids love to hear. Christmas Vacation. They still send tendrils of excitement racing through my veins, making me want to squeal like the little girl I used to be even though I no longer go to school. Heck, I no longer have an actual job that I have to go to everyday.  Two weeks of freedom from school. Two weeks of new toys and family dinners and Christmas candy and if you're lucky

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I went shopping with a friend this past weekend. *waves at friend* It was so nice to just walk around the mall, chatting and shopping (yes, I said shopping at a mall). It had been awhile since we'd both been able to just get out and relax. I think we both needed it. As much as we love our husbands there's just something to be said about the company of a good friend. It relaxes, renews and

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I finished up my Christmas Shopping today! W00t!! *does happy dance* I love the Christmas season. All of the decorations, the music, the cooler weather...but the shopping...no, not so much. I'm not a shopper. First there are the lines just to get into the store. Once I've finally made it into the store I'm faced with all of the other shoppers crammed into the store trying to get the same deal

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Happy Turkey Day!! It's so easy to get stuck thinking about all the negative things in our lives. All of the shoulda, coulda, woulda's that we all go through. Today is for being thankful for all that we have in our lives. It doesn't have to be big stuff, in fact, I find that it's the small stuff I'm most thankful for. So, I thought I would share a little bit of my list with you. My family My

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That's right, free books!  Did I get your attention? Yeah, I thought so. *grin* While I was reading through some of the blogs I like to keep up with, I came across this little beauty. Free Book Friday Teens features a new young adult book every week. All you have to do is go here and sign up. Every week you can enter to win a free book. Now, here's the kicker...the books are also signed by the

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Dear Halloween Candy, You know I love you, but I wish you would go away. I hear you calling to me during the day and into the night. It's distracting to have you sitting on the counter with all of your ooey gooey yummy goodness, taunting me. Teasing me. Stop it. I am trying to be good and get in shape. You're not helping me, so I am going to have to get rid of you. Don't take it personally,

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Hey guys! There's a contest to win a free Kindle here. All you have to do is sign up! Go enter and good luck!! ;)

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Dear Stairs, You are no longer my friend. There are too many of you and you are too steep. My aching body just cannot put up with your cruel taunting laughter as I stumble my way up you after working out. It's not funny. Stop laughing. Sorely, Jennie

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I'm still waiting on several agents to get back with me. I've been playing the waiting game. It's the hardest game I know. I'm horrible at waiting. The worst. To get my mind off of it, I've started writing again. I'm working on the next book in the series I hope to get published one day. There are six books altogether in the first story, buy I have several ideas past that. I'd forgotten how

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Bullying - written or oral expression or physical conduct that a school district's board of trustees or the board's designee determines:  1.) to have the effect of physically harming a student, damaging a students property, or placing a student in reasonable fear of harm to the student's person or property; or 2.) to be sufficiently severe, persistent, or pervasive to create an intimidating ,

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Dear To Read List, I hear your complaints. I know you're quickly reaching critical mass levels. I cannot help the fact that there are so many good books out there to be read right now. I keep buying books and deleting them off of you, but you seem to grow faster everyday. I am reading as fast as I can, but the pesky house work keeps getting in the way. Laundry needs to be done, dishes need to

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I'm a Fall kind of girl. Beautiful colors, pumpkin pie, crisp air, pumpkin pie, cool nights. Did I mention pumpkin pie? Yep, I'm definitely a pumpkin pie Fall kind of girl. Actually just pumpkin in general. I'm not picky. Pumpkin pie, pumpkin cake, pumpkin bread, pumpkin muffins pumpkin bars. Baked pumpkin, stuffed pumpkin, fried pumpkin. Is anyone else reminded of Forrest Gump?  I got the

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It's finally starting to cool off here. The cooler weather has been great! One of the things I miss about living in the Ozarks is the way the leaves change color there in the Fall. The town I grew up in has tons of Maples that turn the most beautiful reds, oranges and yellows every year. I miss that. I miss the crispness in the air that comes with the changing colors of the leaves. We don't

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I was watching our local morning news a few mornings ago when the newscaster read off the top five most annoying phrases (according to CBS). "whatever" "you know" "it is what it is" "anyway" "at the end of the day" My first thought was, "Shoot! I use three of those phrases quite frequently." Followed closely by, "Oh man, I hope I don't use them too much in the stories I'm working on!" Followed

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Just a quick update.I have now sent out to seventeen agents. And I've actually gotten some bites! A few of the agents have requested fulls! I have to admit I did the whole girly squeal thing where I jumped up and down.Of course, I've also gotten some flat out no's. It's to be expected. I don't think anyone's gotten an agent right off the bat.Did I mention the requests for fulls? *does happy dance

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Have you ever heard of "Common Courtesy"? How about "Common Sense"?In the middle of doing errands today, I realized just how rare it is to find someone with common courtesy or sense.If you see someone struggling to get in a door, common courtesy dictates that you hold the door for them. Today I noticed a mother struggling with a double stroller and a door, trying to get through but getting hung

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I did it.I took the big plunge and sent out queries to 13 agents.Yeah, 13. If I'd realized the number, I would have sent out to one more. You know, since 13 is considered unlucky. But, hey, I'm throwing caution to the wind and going for it...remember?I'll keep ya'll updated on what happens!Off to cross fingers, toes, eyes and legs. And to throw salt over my shoulder for luck! ;)

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I took the weekend to really think about my conundrum. Start sending out or not?I could go into some long story about how I searched deep within my soul and made a gut-wrenching decision after having a big epiphany. It would be a good story. Really.But, I didn't.I read my book. Printed the whole thing out, sat on my couch and read it.And you know what I found? A story I genuinely like.Somewhere

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It's been awhile since I've posted about my endeavors to become an actual published author.I haven't stopped working on it. I've just been...taking my time with it.Actually, I was in a big fire hurry until I had someone read my mss and not really like it. I've had quite a few people read and love it. I have it on good authority that these readers have gushed about it to other people. Now, the

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As you can see, I've changed the look of the blog. There were things about the other look I never really quite liked. Some buttons that were there but never worked. *shrugs*I love this look! The colors are perfect since I'm a red kind of girl.What do ya'll think? Do you like the change?

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Blood Promise by Richelle Mead is finally out today!If you haven't read Vampire Academy yet, you need to.Stop what you're doing, go to your local bookstore and get it.Do it!Right now.Enjoy ;)

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I'm excited about this project. I think it can and will do good things for many people.Here's what the fabulous ladies that put it all together have posted on their blogs today. LIVING YOUR FIVE IS HERE! We know, we know… we’ve been hinting about it for weeks. The super secret project of Kay Cassidy, Tera Lynn Childs, Alyson Noel and Becca Fitzpatrick. The #fivers hashtag. The Founding Fiver

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Way back in 1991 I picked up a book just out of curiosity, The Vampire Diaries, Volume I: The Awakening. My life was forever changed.L.J. Smith opened my eyes to the world of paranormal.A world, I might add, where the vampires aren't automatically the bad guys.I fell completely in love with Stefan Salvitore.*swoon*And Damon...well, he has that bad boy front that all teenage girls are drawn to.*

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I've been going to Branson for, well, my entire life. I used to go with my parents every summer. We would stay at least a week, going to shows, playing mini-golf, playing at the pool; we used to do it all. Go carts, arcade, the Water Shute... and we can't forget Silver Dollar City.There was a time when we'd seen every show there. Back when there were just a handful of shows to see. The originals.

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We got back from visiting family in MO Sunday night.I know, I know...three whole days home and no post. Well, things kind of pile up after being gone for two weeks. But, I think I'm almost caught up. For the most part.Have you ever noticed how much you eat when you're on vacation? It's almost like you have to hit every restaurant in town. In my defense, two of my favorite places to eat can't be

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The boyos and I will be heading out this Sunday to visit our family back in MO.I do have a laptop that is, in fact, able to do wireless web...but...unfortunately, we'll be staying someplace that has no internet. *gasp*I know.It's a terrifying thought.Two weeks with no internet. The world could end and I won't know about it because I'll be without internet.I'll also be without dishes to do and

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It's been ages since I've posted anything, and to be honest, I've been exceedingly busy. I've been so wrapped up in getting my oldest son's birthday party set up that I don't really have anything to blog about...unless you want to hear about Kirby.Well, I'll tell you anyway.Kirby is a little pink puff ball that is the star of several video games and a cartoon called Kirby Right Back At Ya. My

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In the past week three big icons of my childhood have passed on.I'm not going to go into detail. It's been said every way a person can say it a thousand times over. If you want details just do an internet search.Rest in peace Ed McMahon, Farrah Fawcett and Michael Jackson.

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Yes, I know it's late, but my computer ate all of my pics.My oldest son wanted to get hubby an Edible Arrangement for Father's Day. I was game. We love fruit. When I went to their website and got a look at the prices though, it was a little difficult to go through with it.Honestly, for me, it's a little pricey when all you're getting is fruit. But, it is Father's Day and the boyos have declared

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Our computer crashed. We couldn't even get the blue screen of death to come up.When Hubby woke my up Saturday to let me know the bad news it took me a few minutes to really grasp what this meant. When it finally sunk in I started panicking. We do have an external back up drive, but my hubby doesn't really back up that often and I don't know how to do it.My pictures, my video, my iTunes...all gone

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Our word today is humidity. Anyone living in the South knows all about humidity.Humidity~a measure of the amount of moisture in the airHair is a pretty good way to measure how humid it is. As humidity increases hair becomes longer, giving it a frizzy look (bad hair day). As humidity decreases hair becomes shorter (good hair day).I live where it's humid 90% of the time. Thank the Good Lord for

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My favorite places to research mythology.http://www.godchecker.com/ - for all cultures and religionshttp://www.theoi.com/ - for the Greekhttp://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mythology - it's Wikipedia, it covers everythinghttp://www.pantheon.org/ - covers a wide variety, very organizedhttp://guardians.net/egypt/ - for all things Egyptianhttp://www.vikinganswerlady.com/index.shtml - Viking knowledgeHappy

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Privacy or Protection?Can we protect our children and still give them the privacy they want? Notice I did not say need. Oh, sure we all prefer to have some privacy, but is it needed? Is it a right?It astounds me when a parent has to be told to be aware of what their child is doing, who they are friends with, and where they go. That there is any doubt as to whether or not it's right to go into a

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Relaxing ~to make less tense or rigid~to make less severe or stringent~to cast off social restraint, nervous tension, or anxiety~to seek rest and recreationDuring our first official weekend of the summer break, hubby and I took our three boyos to the beach.Where hubby and I sat in beach chairs as the boyos built a new ocean front subdivision.Honestly, I don't know why we don't go to the beach

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If there were no schools to take the children away from home part of the time, the insane asylums would be filled with mothers. ~Edgar W. HoweSummer break started today.My boys are thrilled.I am too.Really.When my boys get along it's awesome. If they would just get along for extended periods of time it would be heaven.Our summer will be filled with pool hopping, reading, school work (

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One of the best things about living where I do, in my opinion, is the way the landscapers have planted all kinds of pretties around the neighborhood.Now, I admit crepe myrtle trees are some of my favorite trees. Here they bloom for a good portion of the year and come in a variety of colors.This pink color is my favorite though. It's so bright and vibrant, it just lifts my spirit.One of my

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The real menace in dealing with a five-year-old is that in no time at all you begin to sound like a five-year-old. ~Joan Kerr, Please Don't Eat the Daisies, 1957This is so true.I don't even want to know how many times I've ended an argument with one of my kids with 'because I said so'. Or my favorite...'you're not the boss of me'. *hangs head shamefully*There's just something about arguing

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I've noticed that many of the books I read have some kind of mythology mixed into the story. My favorite stories to read are paranormal and fantasy.I thought it might be fun to learn more about mythology. I'm not going to teach a whole class here. I'm not qualified to do that. But I'll pick a new deity each week and post a little tid-bit about them.I thought we could start with Greek Mythology.

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Every newborn should come with an instruction manual.Babies. A woman spends a full nine months growing one. Her body expands as the months go by, getting larger than she ever thought her body could get.At first we're so excited just to be pregnant we don't even mind putting on a few pounds. In fact, we relish stepping on the doctor's scale and seeing the number go up because that means the baby

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I think you can tell a lot about a person just by looking at their bookshelves.Are they neat or messy?What kinds of books dominate their shelves?How organized are the books?Do they have items they find important near their books?Are the spines of the books abused?All of these can give you a clue as to what type of person someone is.What do mine tell you?Besides the fact that I'm a bookaholic. ;)

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Happy Monday!Today's word comes from Dictionary.com.Scion - (sī'ən) - noun 1. a descendant or heir 2. a shoot or twig used for grafting

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I find myself slipping back into my five year old self way too often. There are times when the only thing a mom can do is let go of her adult self and revert back into the girl she once was.It's ok, you can admit it. We all know it. It's just more fun to be a kid.Kids aren't inhibited the way adults are. They don't care if the whole store sees them acting like a dragon in the middle of the chip

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I usually do. Once I start reading a book, I'm committed. I have to finish it. Very rarely do I give up and put the book aside.Last night I started a book and had to absolutely push myself to get to page 50. I put it down with thoughts of picking it back up this morning, but I just couldn't do it. I couldn't make myself pick it up and read it. Setting it aside, I picked up the next book in my to

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Happy Monday!Now that we've all had our morning cup of wake up, let's get the brains working!I found our word on Wordsmith.org.Today's word is...Dissimulate.Dissimulate - (di-SIM-yuh-layt) - To disguise one's intentions, thoughts, motives, etc. by pretense.Just so you know, this is what the bad guys usually do. They dissimulate in order to gain your trust. When you write a story, you'll have at

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Cleaning your house while your kids are still growing up is like shoveling the walk before it stops snowing. ~Phyllis DillerMy son was maybe one and a half when he got into the diaper cream.He'd been too quiet (we all know that means trouble) so I was searching for him. Well, I found him alright. In front of the t.v. with what had been a brand new tube of diaper cream. The now empty tube was

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I'm a reader.I've always been a reader. It runs in the family. My mom is a reader, she could stock a library with the books she's read. I don't think I've ever seen her without a book nearby. My Aunt Claudia is a reader too. I used to stay with her during the day in the summers. She would take me and my stinky cousin up to the library every week to check out books. I would walk into that library

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I thought it would be fun to have a word of the day on Mondays.Perhaps it'll ease you into the mental harshness of returning to work after the weekend. Probably not, but it'll be fun.Today's interesting word of the day is: Confabulate To me it sounds like I'm saying something dirty. *giggle* But I'm not!Here's the low down from Merriam-Webster Online.Confabulate:Pronunciation: \kən-ˈfa-byə-ˌlāt

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Kids will be kids.When I was a little girl I wanted five girls. Yes, that's right, five girls. I even had names picked out for each of them. (I can still remember each name) Not once did I ever think about having a boy. It just never crossed my mind. I just knew I would have a house full of girls. That my hubby would be the one outnumbered.Now that I'm a mom of three boys, I can't even imagine

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I finished editing my story(this time). I went through and fixed some spacing issues and actually added some new aspects to the story. With edits done, my excuses to wait on starting my synopsis disappeared. (shoot!)After much trepidation and hours of research, I wrote my synopsis. It felt a bit like writing a book report for school except, instead of working to get a grade for a class, I'm

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Honesty is the best policy...right?Kids are brutally honest.If you ask a kid a question, make sure you really want to know the answer. Kids, in their innocence, will be completely honest with you. Sometimes they impart their honest opinions even when you don't want to hear it.If you're wearing your favorite jeans that seem to be tighter, don't ask your five year old if they make your rear look

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Every time I tell someone I'm writing a book, there are two things they almost always ask: 1. What kind of book is it? and 2. How did I come up with the idea?It took me a long time to tell anyone I was writing a book. Mainly because I wasn't sure if I could actually finish it. Only once have I ever tried to write something other than a term paper. I was in fifth grade. I think I got three

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Never say anything around your kids that you don't want them to know.They will remember it forever.No, it doesn't matter that they're watching their favorite show, or that they're playing a video game. As soon as you start talking about something you don't want them to hear, the only thing your kids are focused on is what you're saying.Don't be fooled by the fact they're still doing those other

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I'm more than a little obsessed with books. I absolutely have to have a book to read.Not only do I have to have a book that I'm reading I also must have at least two waiting for me. If I'm reading a series, all books of that series must be in the same form. They must match. It's just one of my little quirks.The other day I was complaining to my mom that I'm in need of a new bookshelf. "Mine is

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I'll never complain that my life isn't exciting again.After posting my blog yesterday I just about sliced the tip of my finger off while trying to get an avocado seed out. If the knife had been a little sharper and my finger turned a little differently, I'm sure I would have hit bone. I would post a picture, but it doesn't look like much. Just a nice clean slice. If I hadn't been fighting to stay

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How do all you bloggers do it? How do you find the time to do this every day or even every week?I stressed out for two days about what my post would be this week. Honestly, my life just isn't that exciting. Busy...not boring, but not what I would classify as exciting. Then I got caught up in the daily trials that make up my life and before I could spend more time stressing out, it's Tuesday and I

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I've finished my novel. So what do I do next? I have to get a query package ready. What goes in a query package determines on the agent you're sending it to. Some want just a query. Some want a query and a synopsis. Some want a query, synopsis and sample pages. Some only except email while others will except only snail mail. Some have no preference how it gets there as long as you've followed

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I know, I know, I said I would post once a week and here it is the next day and I'm posting again. There are two reasons I'm posting.First...it's my middle son's birthday!! HAPPY SIXTH!! He woke up this morning and was absolutely positively convinced that since he is now six, he is now taller and heavier. Hubby and I didn't try to convince him otherwise. It makes perfect six year old sense. He

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I've officially jumped on the bandwagon and started my own blog. Why? Honestly, because I'm getting ready to start really working on becoming a published author. I'm hoping my journey will eventually help someone else that's staring down the long dark road, unsure of exactly what to do next.I'm planning on posting weekly. Some weeks might just be a pic of one of my kiddos (they are exceptionally

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