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liam brave, age 4
four. i’m not sure about four. four is that year where munchkins turn to (little) men. somewhere in the year of four, you go to bed one night a baby, and wake up the next morning a boy. and, the...
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Ella, Age 11
little big girl – – that is who you are at this very moment. caught between the two different worlds that are seemingly connected. like the north pole grabbing hands with the sandy beach or the...
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rocco royal, age 3
one. two. three. to me, three is that last year before you turn boy. and while, i love boy, i’m clinging to baby. it’s not that i don’t want you to grow up. it’s just that i don’t want you to...
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Luke, Age 9
Nine is just fine, Lukie (as long as i try not to think about ten). it’s that year where you can be a kid in all kid glory. you’re big enough to have adventures and do things you couldn’t do just...
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Ella, Age 12
little la la, yesterday, in chicago, you told me your name isn’t la la. i’m not sure if you rolled your eyes, but i rolled mine. my jr. high self meeting yours. no, your name is ella. would have...
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Rocco Royal, Age 4
You are four. I don’t have any pretty words or ways to say this except that I’m not OK with this. I like that you can use the potty and climb in the car, but if those chubby cheeks of yours start...
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Rocco Royal, Age 5
Five. Five always feels official. Four felt like I could cheat and call you a toddler still. But five doesn’t work that way. Five means Kindergarten and all kinds of bigger kidness calling. I finally...
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Luke, Age 11
You and me. This past year when I’ve looked at your face I’ve seen mine. Not mine now, but mine then. Chipmunk cheeks, a gap-toothed grin, freckles sprinkled across a button nose. It’s strange and...
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Ella, Age 14
Here we are at fourteen, my not so little La La. I never believed them when they said, “the days are long, but the years are short.” I’m believing now. I’m believing and I’m wishing that I could do...
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Liam Brave, Age 8
There are some things people do not tell you about being a mother. And then there are the things they tell you over and over again . . . I lost track of how many times other’s have told me that “it all...
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liam brave, age 4
four. i’m not sure about four. four is that year where munchkins turn to (little) men. somewhere in the year of four, you go to bed one night a baby, and wake up the next morning a boy. and, the...
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Ella, Age 11
little big girl – – that is who you are at this very moment. caught between the two different worlds that are seemingly connected. like the north pole grabbing hands with the sandy beach or the...
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rocco royal, age 3
one. two. three. to me, three is that last year before you turn boy. and while, i love boy, i’m clinging to baby. it’s not that i don’t want you to grow up. it’s just that i don’t want you to...
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Luke, Age 9
Nine is just fine, Lukie (as long as i try not to think about ten). it’s that year where you can be a kid in all kid glory. you’re big enough to have adventures and do things you couldn’t do just...
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Ella, Age 12
little la la, yesterday, in chicago, you told me your name isn’t la la. i’m not sure if you rolled your eyes, but i rolled mine. my jr. high self meeting yours. no, your name is ella. would have...
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Rocco Royal, Age 4
You are four. I don’t have any pretty words or ways to say this except that I’m not OK with this. I like that you can use the potty and climb in the car, but if those chubby cheeks of yours start...
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Rocco Royal, Age 5
Five. Five always feels official. Four felt like I could cheat and call you a toddler still. But five doesn’t work that way. Five means Kindergarten and all kinds of bigger kidness calling. I finally...
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Luke, Age 11
You and me. This past year when I’ve looked at your face I’ve seen mine. Not mine now, but mine then. Chipmunk cheeks, a gap-toothed grin, freckles sprinkled across a button nose. It’s strange and...
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Ella, Age 14
Here we are at fourteen, my not so little La La. I never believed them when they said, “the days are long, but the years are short.” I’m believing now. I’m believing and I’m wishing that I could do...
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Liam Brave, Age 8
There are some things people do not tell you about being a mother. And then there are the things they tell you over and over again . . . I lost track of how many times other’s have told me that “it all...
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