The Pile I’m Standing In

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Every Tuesday the silly boys go to a Cub Scout meeting so Ruthie and I get some crazy serious girl time. And as you can see, monochromatic pedicures are for the not exciting people. And when our toes were properly polished, Ruthie set to work on a new “tattoo,” and she told me she wanted [...]

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Okay first of all: the swim suit (ever the eccentric). Second of all: the crazy bad hair “fix” after she chopped it all off herself. And finally: the fact that she looks and sounds exactly the same, except she can’t seem to get the words out around those huge cheeks! I was reminded of this [...]

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Last night we did a ZugHaus cleaning bonsai together. When we were done, Ruthie decorated the table with flowers from our wisteria vine and invited us all to take a photo. What a great idea!

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Yesterday our church held Easter service at Qwest Field – all campuses together in one place, plus many visitors. Over 17,000 people was the last count I heard. At the end of the service Ruthie asked to get baptized, and contrary to what I was probably supposed to feel, I panicked. “Are you sure?” I [...]

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On Saturday I took a car full of Ruthie’s friends into the city for a special girly day, and we were rocking out to some Mumford and Sons while en route. Just as we were jamming to Little Lion Man, I suddenly realized what lay ahead in the chorus. We don’t censor this song at [...]

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Ruthie turned eight last week, and our birthday present to her was a head full of pink highlights. Real ones. As in, permanent. Bryan was actually willing to go full on head o’ pink, but after I explained fading, roots, and upkeep, he was totally on board with peek-a-boo’s. I’ve never been one to live [...]

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Earlier this year Ruthie had an ongoing conflict with some kids on the school bus. She wanted to sit in the way back – in the last seat – but the older kids wouldn’t let her. If she claimed the back seat first, the older girls would kick her out. Sometimes she got off the [...]

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There must be forgiveness here cuz everyone has their weaknesses… -Cloud Cult, Purpose If I cataloged everything Ruthie tagged with a marker or pencil, it would make the Ikea catalog look like a Sunday paper insert. My friend pointed out that at least the graffiti was cute, but since nearly everything she tags involves a [...]

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I’m not really sure what I was thinking, signing up for this @postaday thing. While I like writing and feel compelled to do it, I don’t want it taking precedence over things like…I don’t know…sleep. I also don’t want to fill my blog with a bunch of content that’s not really even blogworthy. I often [...]

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Yesterday Ruthie told me she was writing a story at school about visiting her Auntie Jody’s farm in Iowa. It was 2007 when we last visited the farm. Ruthie was only 4 years old, but she still carries the memory of that magical summer. So do I. We were on our way to the mall [...]

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I honestly don’t know how I manage to parent these children sometimes. Between Thomas’ obsessive hoarding and Ruthie’s creative body art, there’s 101 different ways these kids could end up institutionalized. I’ve quit trying to prevent the madness. It’s more fun to embrace it and laugh.

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My irrational question: “Why is it so hard for you to just be NICE?!” Ruthie’s answer: “I don’t know mom. I think I’ve gone over to the Dark Side.”

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Kayden: “I’m the leader of flowers, Thomas is the leader of soccer, and Cannon is the leader of firemen.” Ruthie: “Yeah, and I’m the leader of them all!”

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