Turkey and a Side of Questions

It’s Thanksgiving: time for food, family, and football (go Cowboys!). And of course, time to practice thankfulness. One of the things I’m most thankful for is my children. They make me smile, make me laugh, make my heart feel like it’s going to burst with love, and they make me laugh–which is why I decided to ask them a few Thanksgiving-inspired questions.

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I Love to Write Day

It’s I Love to Write Day. Yeah, I didn’t know it was a thing either, but now that I do, I’m all about it! I started writing before I could even spell. Stories about unicorns and fairies and princesses.

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Always Remember

I can still remember exactly what I was doing when the world changed. I was sitting on the couch, eating Eggo waffles, and watching TV before school. When I saw the footage of a plane hitting one of the World Trade Center towers, my first thought was that it was an accident. A terrible and tragic one, but an accident nonetheless. Terrorism just wasn’t on my radar. But then I saw the that other tower had been hit by a plane as well. Something wasn’t right.

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National Book Lovers Day

All my fellow bibliophiles rejoice! Today is National Book Lovers Day. Whether you prefer the classics or fantasy, hardcover or ebooks, dog-eared pages or bookmarks doesn’t matter (actually, folding page corners is kind of a crime against humanity, but you do you). What does matter is our shared love of the written word.

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My Favorite Place

My parents and sister decided to vacation in Finland this summer and it’s causing some major envy over here. (Never mind that the idea of taking my young kids on an 11-hour plane ride sounds insane.) The birch trees, the idyllic lakes, the smell after it rains. Picking wild berries. Relaxing in the sauna. Karl Fazer chocolate and rieska bread. A summer sun that never truly sets. I miss it all.

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Braving a Thousand Lives

Last week my daughters were playing hair salon, combing my husband’s (shaved) head, when they both shrieked and pointed at his back. I went to investigate what I assumed was a piece of lint or a freckle, but instead I saw that it was a tick. I instantly felt woozy.

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