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The Mulligan Years: closed for the moment:
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My friends swear that our baby won't remember any of this.at least for a while longer. Do-overs? God, I hope so. Monday, November 17, 2008. Closed for the moment:. Thanks for stopping by. Right now all the action's over at www.funkyfatgirl.com, where I have already failed the NaBloPoMo Challenge but am still concentrating in efforts. Such as they are. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. On The Other Hand, Who Knows What I'll Do? Closed for the moment:. Its a rather unusual family.
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The Mulligan Years
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My friends swear that our baby won't remember any of this.at least for a while longer. Do-overs? God, I hope so. Thursday, May 07, 2009. Ian: You are mean. No - you are crazy. Crazy! Me: Hey, dude. You remember how, last night, Daddy reminded me not to call people crazy? Because it was not a good word to say? Well, he was totally right. We're not going to call people that, okay? You remind me and I'll remind you. Ian (mutters) you're crazy. Me: What does that even mean? What does "crazy" mean, Ian?
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The Mulligan Years: January 2008
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My friends swear that our baby won't remember any of this.at least for a while longer. Do-overs? God, I hope so. Monday, January 21, 2008. Why I smiled when Ian cried today. Because he was crying bitter tears, really wailing and struggling, upon BEING TOLD THAT HE HAD TO LEAVE THE ART MUSEUM. He LOVED it. He could not get enough. We spotted animals in the Rumi collages, babies in the All Religions exhibit, and ourselves in the many mirrored surfaces. A couple of hours? Anyway, I acknowledge that this may...
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The Mulligan Years: Nice Try
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My friends swear that our baby won't remember any of this.at least for a while longer. Do-overs? God, I hope so. Wednesday, May 06, 2009. Me: You were so good at the doctor's office! Ian: You were right. He is a really dood [that's how Ian says 'good' -ed.] doctor. Me: What should we have for lunch? Ian: Ummmmm.Cheeburger Cheeburger! Regional chain lunch counter - there's one near church.]. Me: That's a pretty good idea. Ian: Wait, how about.Lollipop Lollipop? I don't know where there's one of those!
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The Mulligan Years: I promised that, the next time we had a cork to screw, I'd show him how it worked.
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My friends swear that our baby won't remember any of this.at least for a while longer. Do-overs? God, I hope so. Thursday, April 16, 2009. I promised that, the next time we had a cork to screw, I'd show him how it worked. Ian is obsessed with the corkscrew. He was being Mr. Crabass this afternoon, and I suggested a picnic to jolly him up. We ended up sitting on a blanket the deck, eating grapes, cheese, and Girl Scout cookies, helping dinosaurs climb the Eiffel Tower. It was quite relaxing.
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The Mulligan Years: May 2008
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My friends swear that our baby won't remember any of this.at least for a while longer. Do-overs? God, I hope so. Friday, May 02, 2008. Last week, a bunch of people from our congregation spent a Saturday morning on various helping projects - some helped renovate houses, some did landscaping or stream cleanup, and about 10 of us went to a retirement home to visit the residents. Why yes, I am quite saintly. I am one saintly mother. And may I just point out, my little tiny ridiculous suffering is NOT particu...
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The Mulligan Years: July 2008
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My friends swear that our baby won't remember any of this.at least for a while longer. Do-overs? God, I hope so. Wednesday, July 30, 2008. Read this lovely brokenhearted reflection about being a new parent. It's weird. I am very happy. Right now, I am blissfully happily married, breathless with happiness about my work, happy as a mom, happy with where I live, pretty f.ing happy. And I know a lot of brand new parents, and I often have a chance to talk about what Ian's infancy was like. I can't put into wo...
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The Mulligan Years
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My friends swear that our baby won't remember any of this.at least for a while longer. Do-overs? God, I hope so. Tuesday, April 14, 2009. We had to explain to Ian that, while the Easter Bunny comes to most kids houses during the night, she visits minister's kids in time for dinner. The Lord is risen indeed. I have tonsilitis. Welcome to join China Service Mall Adsense Union. Earn money for your own website. 1, Easy to join. 2, Big payback. 3, Easy to earn money. 4, Convenient management Background. If yo...
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The Mulligan Years: June 2012
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My friends swear that our baby won't remember any of this.at least for a while longer. Do-overs? God, I hope so. Wednesday, June 13, 2012. Not even "my little moogy"? Ian and I are leaving the Chik-fil-A and getting into the car. Ian: Mom, I don't want you to call me any more names. Me: (raching my brain to recall a way I've insulted him).names? Ian: Right. From now on, I just want you to call me Ian, or Miller, or Mitchell, or Henning. Me: Aw, okay. Ian: or Child. Child is okay. Me: How about Son?