Category: Funnies
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Parenting with Love, Randomness, and Therapy Funds
Full disclosure time: I have not parented my children with an equal hand. This may be why Selah can be a bit whiny and Asher is so angry. And Noah? Awww, he’s just a wittle baby. But here’s the thing I have learned: children are like snowflakes. They come in all different shapes and sizes,…
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Worst Baptism Ever
So. [Deep breath. Let it out.] Where do I begin? My family is Presbyterian. Presbyterians often baptize their children as infants, with a baptism being part of the “entry into the community” kind of deal. However, I learned this past weekend that they also do this for a far more important reason. Because they are…
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Sacrificing Mom for the Dog
IMPORTANT UPDATE: My dad, in response to this blog post, just sent me photographic evidence: Only it’s clearly a Photoshop job or something. If you are confused, it’s because you haven’t read the whole sordid story yet. *** So it’s time to set the story straight. My dad constantly tells a version of this story…
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Dress-Up Disaster
My last funny pet story was about Darryl the cat, named after Larry, Darryl, and Darryl. Well, this one is too. Darryl figures heavily into my childhood, because he came along in that sweet spot of childhood when your pets are your primary playmates. Especially if you live in the middle of nowhere. Darryl also…
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More Fine Photojournalism: The Anatomy of a Sibling Argument
I am interrupting my series of weird pet stories to bring you another photojournalism project. The children had a lemonade stand. Meaning I shopped, planned, lemonade-made, and set up the stand, and then watched the kids drive each other crazy. It was about 90 degrees, and they were hungry, and we all grew a little…
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Mystery Cat
My husband told me I should write about some of my family’s pet stories. I think he said this because they are such awesome stories. There is also a distinct possibility that he just wanted me to tell someone else about them, because he was sick to death of hearing the same couple of stories from my…
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All in the Family
A couple years ago, I was hunting around for genealogy stuff, trying to find a link between my Bradley ancestors and my friend Linda’s.* My branch of the Bradley clan lived in King Ferry, New York. When I was Googling things like “Jabez Bradley King Ferry,” I stumbled across these photos: That’s my grandmother…
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Fake Grace
Yesterday, I was lying in bed with Asher. When I nap with him, I often find out what he’s been thinking about, because as he gets sleepy, he tends to throw out random details. The topic of the day yesterday was theological in nature. Asher goes to a Christian preschool, and sometimes I can tell…
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Photojournalism at Its Finest
My friend Joe feels this blog should contain something other than posts about my children. Needless to say, I have TONS of other stuff going on. So, Joe, this is what I’ve been up to: I won a Nobel Peace Prize. This is me parking in my “special spot.” I ate some jelly…
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Changeable Charmer
I don’t entirely understand it, but my three-year-old son Asher is like a hot woman at a bar. People just come up and give him free stuff. Here he is with a free cake pop the woman at Starbucks gave him when our friend Lisa had already bought him a banana and chocolate milk. I…