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Abby's Alley: The Paradox of Choice
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Friday, May 1, 2015. The Paradox of Choice. The Paradox of Choice. Simply summarized: Happier is he who relinquishes freedoms for the sake of wrapping himself in relationships. May his decisions be swift and without return lest he fritter away his energies on endlessly fishing for bigger fish. The Paradox of Choice. By Barry Schwartz has empowered me to take action in decisions where I was previously stuck. It has given me the courage to tell myself, “What does it matter? The Paradox of Choice. DoesnR...
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Abby's Alley: May 2014
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Thursday, May 15, 2014. All About the Ducklings. I am getting to know these little people more and more each day, and I marvel at the interactions they have with one another. The first time Phil and I went anywhere with both of them, one of us said, "The kids are in the car. Wow! We can say that now. We've got kids.". We're a little family, a crowd, a bunch, a little gathering of people with customs and routines and traditions that no other family has. How strange! Being naughty these days looks like sca...
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Abby's Alley: Tumbling With 3-5 Year-Olds
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Wednesday, May 6, 2015. Tumbling With 3-5 Year-Olds. Following orders, disorderly. A linguist without words. On an alien planet. Who don't know jokes. Or how flamingoes walk. May 7, 2015 at 11:04 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I like to find the rhythms and trace the patterns in daily life so that I and others might better understand Providence. View my complete profile. You Are What You Eat. Your Dog is Not a Child: An Apology on Differences. Tumbling With 3-5 Year-Olds. The Paradox of Choice.
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Abby's Alley: June 2014
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Sunday, June 29, 2014. La Quinta with an Infant and Toddler. Just returned from a weekend in La Quinta where we stayed at the White's vacation home located in the La Quinta Cove. Temperatures were in the 100's, confining us to the pool or the air conditioned house, but I was prepared. Our first vacation with Rose went as smoothly as the date shakes at Shields. Here's what made this vacation with a 2 year old and a 5 month old work: the preparation and the prayer. Rose tested out Lee and Finn Fincher's ol...
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Abby's Alley: April 2014
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Friday, April 25, 2014. What to Buy a New Mom for a Baby Shower. They might not have registered for it, but they'll be happy you gave it to them. 1) Gift certificate to Motherhood Maternity or Destination Maternity. 2) Gift card for grocery delivery available at Safeway. 3) Gift certificate for Dream Dinners. 4) Pharmaceutical needs (Infant tylenol, Sudafed, and Motrin). 5) Gift certificate to receive a back massage or go to the chiropractor ( Nathan Cowell. 6) The book What to Expect The First Year.
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Abby's Alley: LASIK with NVISION
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Monday, April 13, 2015. I’ve thrown out my old contact boxes, storage cases, and eye drops. I’ve folded my glasses, slipped them into their pouch, and stored them under the bathroom sink. And I’ve got my eyedrops calendar on the kitchen counter and my CareCredit monthly deductions scheduled to come out of my bank account every month. I have yet to feel the impact of the procedure. After all, I’ve merely. I had flashbacks of signing all the wavers prior to skydiving with Auntie Terri ten years ago. Philip...
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Abby's Alley: November 2014
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Thursday, November 13, 2014. An Experiment in Silence. I survived. The house didn’t burn down. My two-and-a-half-year-old didn’t eat my ten-month-old. I got out of the house for a walk. I had three meals and four visitors, and I discovered how little my words are actually needed in parenting. Tuesday was my day of silence. I discovered the power of being singularly focused. When Lee tripped running, I couldn’t say over my shoulder, “Ouch! That must’ve hurt,” and then continue on with whatever...This kind...
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Abby's Alley: December 2014
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Sunday, December 28, 2014. Take it off of me. I'm done with that! 216 cookies to store. Baby walker dealt the bash. Giggles are a cinch. With a little pinch. Peeled and separated with pride. Balance beams for Lee. Milk, water, honey. Eating dirt without us. Waves of the ocean. Opened In a Rush:. Walnuts, mints, and toothbrush. Uncle Jacob can contort. Joint gift will suit her. Dang" root beer model. Makes little boy merrier. Thursday, December 11, 2014. Library Finds: Great Books for Children. Olar bear ...
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Abby's Alley: February 2015
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Thursday, February 26, 2015. Is Having Kids Worth It? That question is like a land-lover asking a swimmer, “Is jumping into this pool worth it? The swimmer would reply, “What do you mean, is it worth it? You mean is the frightening part of getting wet and not knowing what you’re doing, worth leaving the safety of the shore? How else are you going to learn to swim? Do you want to be a swimmer or not? You might clamor for the edge the instant you feel the water’s temperature. You might look back ...But if ...
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Abby's Alley: May 2015
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Tuesday, May 26, 2015. You Are What You Eat. I'm orange because of the carrot. I ate in a magic garden. I should've heeded the sign that read,. You are what you eat. Harken! Peas were the first I ate. Off twining vines in there,. Until masses of snaking sprouts. Sprung up amidst my hair. Before my coiling locks. Lashed me to a legume,. I plucked tomatoes, yellow in color,. Alas, my golden glow. Drew bees onto my skin. I swatted madly, found a knife,. And opened a honeydew melon. Until I doubled in scale.
